Rain Hujan Novels & Stories

Then suddenly, with a monstrously loud crack of thunder and a flash of lightning right above her, the skies opened and the rain poured down. Helen howled as she hauled her rain cover over her. She was keeping dry—but she wasn't used to being enclosed by the plastic cover, or to the horrendous noise of the rain pelting down onto it. Lara was drenched to the skin in a second, but she kept on pushing the buggy towards home. The rain was so heavy and within minutes wide torrents of rainwater were surging along the gutters-turbid and brown from a whole summer's dirt being washed off the streets in one go.

Also he invited her to come watch the competition where she told him, she'll see to it if she was free. "Richard seem like a nice guy," she softly said, walking her way home. Like last night, tonight was also windy and the waves she saw were big. Guessing the night market won't be as alive tonight with the sky rumbling like its angry. The probability of rain is high. She wish she has her phone to check on the weather but then the Island's Internet speed is not recommended at all. Brieanna could see the house when the raindrops started falling on her. Oh no! She started running but the droplets were beginning to get bigger. Just a few second and the rain poured.

I pivot and head back to the throne in the center of the room. “We can make them like it, you know,” Simmon says. He’s holding a goblet filled with a red liquid. A nice show, but it’s just wine. A gasp makes me turn again. The redhead thrashes in her vampire master’s arms, ecstasy turning to anguish. Santiago shoots me a nasty look. He’s making it hurt on purpose. The redhead’s hands beat at his suit. Her blood stains her pale skin, his shirt collar. He’s making a mess.

I slightly frowned at him diverting my eyes away. He licked his plum lips, “Have a nice day” Before I could I reply he had already left. “You too” I muttered. I took a deep breath and rubbed my forehead. A drop fell on my cheek and I looked up. It had started drizzling. Dark clouds huddled together as I walked back home in the slow rain. I love the rain. It’s not gloomy or depressing at all. It’s fun. I believe rain can get you on with whatever mood or state you’re in. If you’re happy you go play in the rain, jump in water puddles and dance. If you’re sad, you listen to songs and look out and cry. If you’re angry you just stand in the rain and the water cools you off. It works with me.

The rain was pouring, like it was punishing everyone in this place. “Rain...” she whispered. “Do you think rain makes everyone sad?”

I can feel moisture in the air itself, waiting, ready to obey. I extend my hand over the flowers, focusing on the pull inside me. A second passes, and then another, before the sky above responds. Rain falls, not in delicate drops, but in a sudden downpour, drenching the flowers and the ground beneath my feet. I watch in stunned silence as the rain cascades down, soaking everything in its path.

RAINE’S POV So, maybe I felt worse than I let on. Though my stomach seemed to be settled, there was an annoying pain in my head, and my legs ached as if I had been speed walking all day. Not only that, but I found myself suffering from these unwanted hot flashes. When I awoke, I thought I’d feel refreshed, but that wasn’t the case at all. My body felt heavy and sweaty. The two men that I seemed to be caught in between were also unexpectedly at my side.

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

It was raining but she felt unhappy. Really unhappy.

the man turned around and left. Richard Hill's eyes narrowed with coldness as he stared at the computer screen in front of him. Outside, the rain began to fall heavily, accompanied by a loud thunderclap that shook the windows. The night seemed even more melancholic with the sound of raindrops tapping against the glass and the occasional flash of lightning illuminating the room. Despite the somber atmosphere, Richard continued to work diligently, undeterred by the stormy weather.