Rain Code Characters Novels & Stories

His body physically tensed and that feeling of being pulled towards him disappeared for a moment, like some kind of fog lifted from my head. "Thank you for letting me know. It seems I'll have to teach her how to handle Jaime." Dex turned to smile at us again, quickly hiding whatever anger he had been feeling. "Time to meet Rain." He opened the door and we followed him inside. "Dex, my dear, thank you for bringing them here. I couldn't get down there fast enough, myself." Rain told him. She had light rose gold hair and emerald green eyes. She was absolutely stunning with freckles sprayed across her face. She looked fu.cking amazing for a damn grandmother. She looked like she was only 30.

She said with a smirk plastered on her face. "You're both," I said with a smile. She raised an eyebrow at me. "Which am I?" "You're both, you're pretty ugly," I said with a smirk of satisfaction. She just rolled her eyes. "Why are you wearing all rainbow, Rain?" She said, eyeing me from head to my toe. "It's not all rainbow, Greka! I mixed them with black! Look!" I pointed at my mixed black rainbow boots. I'm wearing a minnie puffy dress. It's the of a rainbow with black at the end of the fabric. Also, I curled my rainbow color hair!

Third Person Rain glanced between Cealan and Karim. They looked too familiar with each other, and beneath his skin, Raze growled, not liking the thought of another omega getting close. In terms of looks, Rain could be best described as a white lotus under snow, while Prince Karim was dark-skinned and outspoken, a sun-browned lotus still surviving. Rain looked like the fragile version, and Karim was the kind who would burn if you got close enough. Cealan instantly sensed Rain's protest as his finger tightened around his arm, so he turned and smiled at his mate, patting his hand a little. "The prince is only an old acquaintance," he whispered.

The very name Rain's mother tattooed on her body. That means Rain’s mother was…a Lycan. TBC.

“Coach Rain is here with a very professional pep talk.” I groaned. “Rain—” “Shhh,” he said, standing up and striking a dramatic pose. “Colby McGrath. Alpha. Slightly broody. Prone to roof-sitting. Wears too much black.” “I wear—” “You’re going to walk into that fight,” Rain continued, undeterred, “and you’re going to stare those overcompensating punks in the face like they’re a minor inconvenience on your way to breakfast. You know why? Because you’ve got something they don’t.”

Darrell offered with a smirk. “Great.” Nate who was longer-legged than Danny, chuckled, pulling up the already too-short hem of black slacks. “Well, I’m ready for a flood, so…” “You should give Nate that shirt, Danny,” Raine smiled. “Green is his color.” Nate shook his head with a slow grin. “Show a girl your wolf and she knows everything.” “If one more person says that to me today,” Raine smiled as she picked up her full glass of Scotch and took a sip. She made a face at the sharp flavor and unexpected burn. “That is INTENSE! Woo!”

“Alright. Flaxen.” “Also seems like something Randall would say to make himself sound smart. Flaxen. LF, MF, DF. Light flaxen. Medium flaxen. Dark flaxen.” He points to letters on the photos. “Short, Medium, Long. S. M. L. Straight, Wavy, Curly. S. W. C.” I nod along as he deciphers the code. He pauses and looks at the key he created on a separate sheet of paper.

She scrutinized me, her lower lip slightly quivering, thinking I couldn't answer that. I leaned in closer until my breath brushed against her skin, and her intoxicating scent filled my nostrils, enveloping me. My voice took on a rough, seductive edge as I murmured, "Because when it rains, you find beauty in sadness. Some people feel melancholy when it rains. But not you. For you, rain brings joy and a sense of being alive. The sound of rain comforts and calms you. It reminds you that a little rain is necessary for flowers to bloom. When life gets tough, you always think of rain. It's your reminder that 'this too shall pass.' You live by the motto 'you don’t get rainbows without a little rain

Camden followed Heather out into the pouring rain and back to the cabin she'd been in earlier, where she had spoken to Alpha Adrian. The clouds hung low and oppressive in the sky as the rain continued to fall relentlessly. There was no storm. No thunder or lightning, just unending rain, which Camden found to be unusual, but she suspected this was simply Scottish weather for you.

Ryan growled. Alex took a step closer, his tone flat. “That’s not my problem.” Lightning flashed in the distance, followed by a low rumble of thunder. The first few drops of rain began to fall, cold against my skin. Alex smirked, glancing up at the sky. “Looks like you’ll have to wait in the rain.” Ryan let out a curse, grabbing my arm. “Come on, Scar. We’re leaving.” I yanked my arm free. “No. I need my things.”