Mort Rainey Novels & Stories

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.

His forehead gently touched hers, occasionally expressing his loving words, unaware that a tear silently rolled down the girl's cheek. Outside, the rain poured, and the wind howled, making it a freezing night. In the early morning, Demi Moore stood before the window, looking outside at the constant rain, and sighed. The feeling of the rain soaking into her body was genuinely uncomfortable, but luckily today, the weather wasn't too cold. She just needed to make a little more effort, and she would earn double the wages. Thinking about this, she couldn't help but feel a little happier and determined to step out the door.

It had been a stormy day with torrential rain. He had been kneeling in front of a grave, holding a woman in his arms. She had been on the brink of death. She had been wearing a pure, white wedding gown. However, the mud had stained the wedding gown until it had been completely dirty. Black blood had trickled out continuously from the corner of her mouth. It had been Rainey! "I'm sorry… I came too late." In the scene, his eyes had been red as he looked at Rainey, who had been about to die.

It's almost been a year and yet I couldn't find a clue of where she is, and what makes my search harder is Rachel is a loner and secretive person, in many ways she is like me. Except for the fact that she is loud and quirky which is quite opposite of what I'm, but staying away from her made me realize one thing that I haven't realized working with her for years. That her smile and attitude are just a mask that she puts on to hide the true feeling in her heart. Her smile is nothing but a shield that she uses to protect herself from suffering, but that day with alcohol in her system she is finally able to show the pain, the thoughts the feeling she has been hiding for years, and that was the l

The rain on the western ridge did not merely fall; it drove sideways, a relentless sheet of freezing highland water that turned the peat and heather into a thick, clinging mire. Tala stood perfectly motionless at the absolute precipice of the ridge, her feet dug firmly into the ancient earth. The storm howled around her, ripping at her clothes, but her spun-copper hair seemed to dance with a life of its own, vibrant against the dark, bruising gray of the sky. Her icy blue eyes were fixed on the valley below, tracking the glowing halogen headlights of Malakai’s heavy excavation armor as the machinery slowly ground its way toward the first sacred threshold.

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

Caitlyn" died. Unfortunately she was still pregnant. We all were crying for her sorrowful death. She and her unborned baby yet , when the rain stopped, and they covered her face with the white sheet , I was there to witness it all, she suddenly woke up like a corpse ,then screamed high and loud ,and blood were coming from the inside of her wetting the whole bed sheets to the floor, I can remember the smell. till today it is unforgetable thing . suddenly it started raining again but it wasn't normal rain, it was very heavy rain I have never witnessed before , yet it was like waking up to the warmth of the morning , the rain became blooded all crops were stained in red , we only saw red for lo

Chapter 46. “I am back darling. Sorry for making things difficult for you and for making you worried for the past weeks.” Ashton said. His voice was soothing and Maya felt her mood calm down from his gentle voice. Just as Ashton thought that she had stopped crying, Maya started to wail again. Ashton could not fathom what was going on with her as this time around, it was loud and unrestrained. Her tears fell like torrential rain and her voice sounded stertorous.

I wanted them to listen to me too since she lived under my roof; not once had I seen any bad action from her. Rayne was always calm, no matter how bad the circumstances were, she was always calm and her calmness scared the crap out of me. How did she manage to stay calm through all that she had been through? How did she not breakdown? Her life resembled a volcanic storm, yet she was serene. I imagined her to be like a tornado, not a soft breeze, as light as a feather that drifts through the cool autumn air.