Novel Hujan Novels & Stories

I didn't know why, but when I settled in I suddenly remembered my wish to the fairy– I still care so much, I still wanted to know what was eating him up, I still wanted to help him. "They don't exist after all," I hissed, and poured myself a glass of juice. After I was done with breakfast. I entered the kitchen and put on the electric kettle and waited till it whistled. I poured some of the warm water into a cup and poured some honey into it– it'll help with the headache.

Author Pov On one side the beast was bawling his heart out staying in the cold rain. While on another side the once caged bird freely stared at the beautiful rain standing on the door as she watched the garden being damped by the heavy rain. Hazel always loved the rain and even in winter she never had the chance to enjoy the rain go but tonight something was different in her. Her heart squeezed painfully as the lightning ruthlessly made a loud noise making her gulp down. She bit her lower lip before walking ahead letting the rain fall over her as well. She held her face high letting the cold raindrops attack her face. Squeezing her eyes tightly she heard a familiar voice in her ear.

The atmosphere of the cafe is quite quiet, there are only a few people sitting there enjoying coffee, maybe taking shelter, or maybe being nostalgic. When her order arrived, Diana pulled out a book, but after a few minutes of trying to concentrate on reading, she gave up. Hujan itu menghalau konsentrasinya. She was more interested in gazing at the rain, counting the drops of water hitting the ground, and reminiscing about Brandon. It was raining that day too, when Brandon had an accident. Was it rain that killed her lover? The noise at the door distracted Diana from the rain. She frowned and stared in awe at the figure who entered the door with wet hair.

He came to find her at nine. She was on the window seat with one of the brown-paper books, the Japanese short stories, reading the third one which was about a man who collected other people's lost umbrellas and kept them in a room he never entered. The rain had come back properly, the committed kind, hitting the windows in gusts that made the apartment feel more enclosed than usual, more like a place you were in by choice rather than circumstance.

Rain’s POV The morning started all hot and steamy as my treasure woke me from my slumber with slow soft kisses. After a nice long shower and breakfast I was ready to start my day. I mind linked Mack and Icy and Noah and ShyElle to meet me in the library. I smiled to my treasure as he poured himself another cup of coffee and told him I was off to the library for a meeting with my guards and their mates.