Novel & Cerita Rain And Ashes

The ash, now white as snow, dusting us all. Breaking away from the kiss, Uriel’s eyes widened as the ash fell around us. “It’s so pretty,” she whispered, holding out her hand for the ash to collect in her hand. The Phoenix only reminded me of my love for my mate, the fiery passion we had for each other, the explosion of pain of almost losing her only to find her as pure as the first rains that descended on the worlds. We had started anew, and this time I would be sure to cherish every moment.

he gritted out into her ear. Ashley started to cry. She made way for the door but Alex pulled her back before she could make it. Ashely screamed out as he ripped her shirt into two, she already saw herself dead before it happens........ Hannah's POV It's 9:52pm and the rain is falling bad, I feel for who is in the rain, they may get sick. I put on my earbuds and play a music that I know can heal me a little, BTS- blue and grey. It's so touching.

Rain continued to pour as Kayla listened to the sound of iron hitting the ground, and her smile widened at every passing second. Finally, the sound stopped. As the rain continued to rush down, the bright yellow headstone toppled over. Soon after, the babies’ ashes were exposed. Kayla sneered and stepped on the box, stomping her foot cruelly on it. Not long after, the content of the box slowly flowered into the sewer as the rain washed them away...

The rain was accompanied by a huge storm, touching down on the earth in straight silver rods. The road was quite difficult to see as the result of the fogginess the rain came with. I have him just where I wanted him. Just me and him, sitting alone. In a confined space by the side of the road that was void of any surveillance cameras or those modern day security bullshit. I made sure to pass the message well to him back in the woods. “Woah, bro, the rain is coming in heavy,” Gibson said as he pulled over to a stop by the side of the road, “I guess we will have to wait till it lessens.” He tapped a button to stop the movement of the windscreen wiper.

Ashes and Rain The rain came softly. Not the storm of anger or judgment, but a gentle, forgiving drizzle that fell from the sky like a sigh of peace. It carried with it the scent of smoke and soil, of endings turned to beginnings. Every drop shimmered faintly, catching the red light of the Blood Moon until the whole valley seemed to glow from within. Lyra stood beneath the rain, her hair plastered against her skin, her eyes glimmering with tears she didn’t bother to hide.

‘What is that Mama? ‘I don’t know,’ I said. ‘Maybe there’s a big fire accident nearby.’ I pulled out my mobile phone from the pocket of my shorts and took a photo of the huge dark smoke. ‘Mama, look up.’ I looked up and witnessed that it was raining, although it is not the common rain I knew. Rather than water it is raining with very small and dark particles. Tiny rough dark colored ashes fall down from the sky. I noticed the grass which covered the ground is now partially filled with ashes. I also observed that the white bench from where we sat is now stained with dark ashes.

Book Two: Shadowstorm Rising Chapter Six: The Relic The rain came with dawn, cold and thin, washing blood and ash into dark rivulets that snaked through the mud outside Shadowstorm’s walls. Raven walked the battlefield with Ragnar, Nightfire low under her skin, Shadow pacing quietly inside, watchful. The air smelled of wet earth and something older, something wrong. They stepped carefully around charred remains of the creatures, black ash dissolving under the drizzle, revealing torn earth beneath.

Three hours later, it started raining heavily, the weather reflecting his mood. Asher had to slow down considerably as he neared Two Bear Meadow. The rain was pelting down, making visibility almost non-existent. The bar was open, but Asher wasn’t a drinker; he had never been. Although the diner’s lights and those of Meadow Manor were bright, the knot in his stomach had gotten worse. The rest of the town was cast in darkness, except for the streetlights. He headed out of town and slowed to a crawl on the dirt road. It was muddy, slippery, and an accident waiting to happen. His mind was betraying him again—the darkness was within reach, and this time, Asher thought it might be safer.

SERAPHINA’S POV ‘Wire and Ash’ The blinding spotlight sliced through the ocean mist, turning the pitch-black deck into a stark, blinding stage. The high caliber line slammed into the glass railing above my head with a deafening CRACK, showering my hair and shoulders with heavy shards of reinforced glass. I ducked, pressing my back against the vibrating hull, my heart slamming against my ribs like a trapped bird. Heavy boots pounded across the upper deck. Shouted orders, sharp and panicked, cut through the roar of the dark waves.

my mothers words scream at me inside my head. I look around at the people around me, some of the faces i recognize from over the years. I never bothered to make friends its kind of pointless when you hidding. " Anyone tries anything they die" says the man next to garret. Ive never seen him before he's well kept clearly a man of higher standing than garret with clean white sleeves and shiny boots. Hes handome with blonde hair and a sharp jaw. They all like that, beautiful built like gods with bodies carved from the heavens themself. But i know better its just a mask hiding the beast they really are. Devils disguised as angles.