Mia Rain Novels & Stories

Isabella - Rain. Not the kind that’s cold, harsh, or makes you miserable. No, this was a nice, pleasant summer rain—one of those gentle showers that make everything glisten and smell like freshly cut grass and wet pavement. Perfect weather for... whatever adults do after work. For me, it was just another day trying to survive Logan Sinclair.

Not from MoonLight. "Akira." Rain said with a smile then looked at me. "Just a moment Moon ah." She said. I nodded and watched her go in front of the woman. I won't wonder why she knows so many people. Rain is very Friendly. Something that can add more to her beauty. "Ms. Moon, is that right." I turned to the speaker beside me. It's Dark. I was devastated to see him smile. "Nice to see you again." He said with a smile.

She could see the vague reflection of a stressed her breaking into a little grin on the damp window pane, as well as her surroundings. Suddenly the sounds of the raindrops pattering on the window panes fascinated Maze. She wanted to open the window and play in the rainwater. But didn't dare as Ryan wasn't in the mood to let her do it. She stayed there helplessly staring at the rain. The shower of the rain overwhelmed her. Ryan wasn't interested in the rain, he was scared, brutally struck by the harsh reality. He was rather annoyed by this unwanted rain, it was hindering his driving as it was hindering him driving fastly.

The sky above was full of tumultuous, dark and ragged clouds. Ominous black clouds covered the sky, and released a sudden shower. Thunder rolling in from the west. The morning was cold and wet, with a brisk wind sweeping the rain across the land. On a normal day, the howling wind frightened Raven, but she was too focused, trying to hold back the avalanche of tears that had been building up since the moment she had been angered, her heart was heavy. The weather explained her mood—anger, disappointment and despair. Angry because she was so close to finding out the truth from the old man, disappointed that she didn’t know what to do next, and lastly, all hope was lost. It’s been two days since

he said "I'll pass" "I insist" "You can make me listen to it but you can't make me develop interest in it" he asserted. I felt my strength draining away from the not-so-long conversation and didn't want to argue further so I threw my hands up in surrender. Let's save the argument for another day, I thought, then I caught myself in mid-thought. Another day? Was I subconsciously wishing to see this Tim again? I scoffed at my thoughts. The rain had stopped then and the perfect curvature of the rainbow cast over the evening sky.

A heavy rain just started to fall , and to be fair it was the strongest rain ever witness in the kingdome , the rain was as a glowing icy blue fall , yet doesn't give cold chills but rather warmth to the bones , that night the king wandered in the castle unheeding to no where in confusion not talking to anyone, not even Asian herself , like he was bewitched by something ,he wandered and wandered until he found himself in front of my mom's room, he shakely grabbed the dusty curtained door , he entered by pushing it by both of his hands , just to find her in that miserable state where he let a tearful sigh escape his eyes , i wondered if he can feel her pain , or was it a crocodile tear, she

She's a smooth talker probably that's why she gets away with everything. Now, where is than annoying rainbow. **** Rain's POV "I so f*cking hate her!" I stomped my foot on the ground. I went outside of the hotel to have some fresh air, but turns out to be polluted air. "You hate who?" A familiar voice said. I turned around to see who is it and caught Damien, or should I say the creepy guy in behind the trashcan can? "No one." I said and avoid gaze at him. "What are you doing out here? Shouldn't you be inside, Rain?" Ah, f*ck.

6°F). The city experiences an upsurge of tourists seeking to partake in the beauty and magnificence of the city under the favorable weather. There is no heat nor rain interruption, as the rain in November precipitates at only 2.5mm (0.1") across an average of less than a day, and the sun stays warm for up to ten hours across the day.

And now miss Mehra, all the cards are in my hand and no one can stop me to have you for all my life, not even you. ******** Tada..... Hope you guys like this chap. And guess what guys "wet in the rain of love " got 6k views In this short period of time. 😄😄 I am literally very happy. Thank to all of you for all your love ❤️ This is my best birthday gift ever and thanks to all of you who wished me personally yesterday. 😘😘 Lots of love ❤️ Priya.

The word she had given Priya last night and which had turned out to be the right one, the true one under all the other ones. The rain was rain. She had survived rain before. She had survived a bathroom flood at three in the morning and a motel at eleven at night and five days of silence and a cold street in a northern city, and the rain on the glass of a registry office in April was the mildest thing she had faced in two years and she was not going to