Rain Hujan Novels & Stories

The next that followed was an immediate and heavy downpour of rain. I opened my eyes and a frown scrunched my face. "Fucking rain." I hissed. "Bad things always happen when it rains…"

Molly I've been walking for a while without any success in recognizing my soundings when the heavens open up and rain pours down on me. I dont think I've ever seen rain this bad before. It's freezing cold and within seconds battering down on me and everything around me leaving my clothes completely soaked through. What the hell?

Lightning flashed like tree roots standing out against the dark sky and pouring rain. No one urged anyone to go home, they just sat next to each other and watched the rain fall. No matter how bustling the city is, when it rains, it becomes sad. The traffic became less frequent and the figures of people running quickly became a very familiar image in Harvey's eyes every time it rained. - We should go home, we have to sleep so we can go to work tomorrow, right? – Aurora glanced at the watch in her hand and said. - Okay, let's go home.

Meanwhile Hazel pouted watching the beautiful rain with her wide doe eyes. How much she wanted to jump in the rain and laugh her worries away. But alas! She couldn’t get herself to forget about the warning Cyrus gave her. Without his permission she can’t go out and just to be in rain she didn’t want to hear his voice.

Frustration and disappointment etched deep lines on my forehead as I gazed up at the darkening sky, ominous clouds gathering overhead. "It can't rain now," I muttered to myself, my voice filled with exasperation. "Not when I'm so close." The raindrops began to fall, softly at first, but steadily growing in intensity. Each droplet felt like a cruel reminder of the ticking clock, my opportunity slipping away with every passing second. I clenched my fists, feeling the dampness on my skin, and let out a sigh of defeat.

“Love,” he called her lovingly. He bent slightly and hugged her from behind, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. Her body found relaxation in his arms but she chooses not to answer him. She was upset with him. She could not forget that. Christian sighed after he did not get her response. She stared at the view outside her room through the window and it was raining outside. Trees outside were greener than before and the smell of wet soil and leaves mixed together reached them. Hazel loved rain but she could not go out and enjoy that because she was seven months pregnant. Autumn has started and the weather always turned colder than usual whenever it rained. Even the greenery outside was fa

while I stood by the porch, hugging myself. I took his jacket off my waist and used it to warm my bare arms. Thunders began to grumble as the rain clouds approached. "Gosh, I hate the rain," I muttered when I felt the showers of rain begin to pour. Rain makes the sand muddy, it's dark, and it's... sad. Since I'm an outgoing person, I can't bear with it. What I meant was my shoes could get dirty, and it's sad because I couldn't party well, couldn't shop well.

She couldn't shake the feeling that he might still be lurking in the shadows, waiting for her to let her guard down. As the drizzle turned into a steady rain, soaking Ora's clothes and sending shivers down her spine, she couldn't help but feel the weight of her emotions pressing down on her. With each droplet that landed on her face and slid down her body, she felt the sting of her pain intensify. Closing her eyes against the downpour, Ora let the rain wash over her, hoping in some small way it might cleanse the turmoil raging inside her. But instead of finding solace in the cold water, she only felt the ache in her heart grow stronger.

Raindrops gently slipped through Keith's fingers, and he found the delicate, translucent droplets fascinating. "'Mom, how does rain happen?"' he asked, filled with the wonder and curiosity a child would have. He couldn't understand how a bright, clear sky could suddenly bring rain. Hailey gazed down at him with a tender smile, brushing her hand gently over his hair. "'There's a Rain God up there. When the Rain God thinks the earth needs a break from the heat, he sends rain. Otherwise, the farmers' crops would dry up, and we wouldn't have any food."'

Hazel trudged along the wet pavement, her school bag heavy on her shoulders as the rain poured down relentlessly. The sky was a dark shade of gray, and the sound of raindrops hitting the ground filled the air. Hazel's hair was plastered to her face, and her clothes clung to her skin, soaked through by the downpour. As she walked, Hazel couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. She had forgotten to bring an umbrella that morning, thinking that the weather forecast had predicted a sunny day. But now, she was regretting her oversight as she battled against the elements on her way home from school.