Rain The Script

December, When the rain pouring down, Shasha was forced to attend the funeral of someone she doesn't really want to remember anymore. Funeral for Alliando, the most populer man during highschool and a bully who makes her school life like hell. But, she never think, at Alliando funeral, she learn many surprising facts. The fact that Alliando loves her so much, and for him, she is his first love and last love. Also the fact that Alliando hates her because her mother turns out to be the one who destroy the household of his parents, even to the point where Alliando's mother commit suicide. In the mist of all turmoil, god seem to understand her trouble. Right on the seventh day since Alliando death, time suddenly rolls back. She suddenly returns to her highschool days. And this time, she determined to reveal all the truth... "You know what made me so tormented in the end, Sha?. It's because my heart too fragile. To let you go, i can't. But, to hold you, also i can't" ~ Alliando

I’m so tired of always being the one left behind. Tired of heartbreak, of promises that turn into pain... I never knew love could be this exhausting. “I... I promise... if marriage only means being broken like this... then these will be the last tears I ever cry.” I said it—sobbing under the cold rain, thinking that maybe this was the end of my story. But life had other plans. Enter Thunder Montessori. Twenty-seven years old. Powerful. Dangerous. A trillionaire who could own the world if he wanted to. With his sky-blue eyes, sharp mind, and infuriating charm—he’s the kind of man who turns chaos into a lifestyle. And somehow... he’s tearing down every wall I built. He says he wants to build a new world with me. But should I let him? Because I’ve been here before—caught in beautiful lies. I don’t want to lose myself again for a love that might never stay. Still, a part of me wonders... What would it be like to marry a man who could buy the stars? What if this love doesn’t break me... But saves me?

Hindi ko alam pero parang napag iiwanan na yata ako ng panahon, sabi ng iba kaylangan ko na daw mag pakasal at mag karoon ng sarili kong pamilya, kasi daw hindi nako pabata pa. Bakit ika babata ko ba pag nag karon ako ng asawa't anak? "Khrizxxianna you need to have your own Family, darling," "Mom, I'm not on to that hindi ko kaya saka hindi madali ang gusto mo," "Mag blind date ka, may kilala akong anak ng mare ko na pwede mong maging asawa.' "No way Mom!, ayoko ng mga idea mo!" pasigaw kong sabi kay mommy. "Khrizxxianna you're turning forty this year and you should get married," sabi pa nito sa akin sabay inum ng hawak nyang baso na may laman na wine. "No, Mom I hate marriage, I just want to have a child that's it," and I just look at the pouring rain outside of the window. _SUNGYONGSOO15_

On New Year's Eve, my boyfriend, Leon Parker, proposed to Charlotte Rain in front of all our relatives.  I didn’t cry or make a scene. All I wanted was an explanation for the years of love I had invested in him. Then, I overheard a conversation he had with his brother. “You’ve been together with Annabelle for so many years. Have you never had any feelings for her?” “Feelings? What are you talking about? I only kept her around to entertain myself and kill some time.” “Aren't you worried she’ll leave you?” “That’s impossible! We’ve been together for five whole years. She’s so used to being with me that she could never leave me even if she wanted to.” After that, I had a whirlwind marriage with a blind date my family matched me with, and our wedding just so happened to be on the same day as his. Before his wedding, he was on edge, worried I’d show up to make a scene. That was when he saw the wedding invitation I posted online.

Being a writer is not easy, but being a ghost writer who wanted to pursue writing but doesn’t want her name to get involved to any issues in order to have a peaceful life is so hard. While Bavina is focusing on being a ghost writer whom have tons of supporters and readers, she’s having a hard time to hide it when Paul Hemingway, whom is a singer and a composer knew about her big secret. It all started when Bavina saw him in the middle of the rain, crying and not on the right mind. Paul asked her to be in a fake relationship with him and will pay her a half million, and after Bavina met Paul’s Dad, she’s determined to help him to stop the marriage of Paul and Tacia, whom was his ex. But what if because of the contract fake relationship, one of them will want to be in a real relationship? And what if the moment they created a new human being, they both turned their back on each other because one of them can’t accept it? Are they going to be with each other or one of them will get married to one another and deny the child? Unforbidden is unforbidden. Fake is fake.

CAMILA BLYTHE ASHFORD: 25 years old. The ex-wife of Sylvester. The female main protagonist. Camila is tall and has a pair of sexy legs that can lure any man’s eyes. Pointed nose, deep blue eyes, and pouty red kissable lips that give justice to her perfectly shaped face. Her thick eyelashes and deep blue eyes are her assets. She chose to divorced her husband because it was the best thing to do back then. She left the country without telling her husband Sylvester that they will be having a baby. SYLVESTER RAIN WEST: 6’6’’ tall, trim build, jet black hair, strong jaw. Romanesque nose, very manly, dark, sexy, and muscular. His eyes are as black as the raven adorned with a pair of long eyelashes and thick eyebrows. 26 years old. Male protagonist. His a famous engineer in the country. After Camila left, his world go upside down. Soon, he found out that all of his beliefs were all lies. Will their paths cross? Will Sylvester find out that he has a daughter?

Born to the royal family of the White Fur Park in the kingdom of Alacia, Emal was a seventeen years old teenage boy of the royal family of the pack. Powerless and wolfless unlike every other wolves in the pack, he was constantly bullied by his peers and family. He tried everything in his power to be like everyone—if at all he couldn't be more than them as required by his royal status, all to no avail. Not until he met her. A torrential rain that calms a wildfire. A tiger that makes friend with it's hunter. She is Arya, the one with two shocking identities. The last bloodline of the most powerful beings to ever exist who are believed to have gone extinct. They became the closest friends ever, always standing up for themselves and protecting each other. They stick together always like a kangaroo and it's newborn. Slowly, he discovered himself, his powers began to awaken. But an unforseen gust of wind created distance between them. It's yet to know if they will end up killing each other under the deceptive game of destiny! One protects, the other kills! Who will decide the victory after all? The trial begins anyway.

“Marry me.” “You don’t even know my name.” “I will as soon as you agree to marry me.” * * * Hana Kent has lived all her life with one rule continuously enforced by her father. Don’t fall in love. If she forgets, Baba is there to remind her. She must and cannot fall in love with another person because she’s betrothed. And as soon as she turns twenty-five, she will leave for her husband’s house. One rainy evening leads her into the arms of a stranger, who not only protects her from the rain, but the men following her. It was supposed to be an innocent kiss to get her out of an impossible situation. But once her lips connect with that of the handsome Calvin McKenna, she realises she’s a lost cause. Calvin knows better than to kiss strangers. But when the pretty damsel in distress rushes up to kiss him, begging him to play along, he’s more than happy to do so. After the kiss, he takes her to his hotel to clean up. He expects gratitude, maybe even her name, but what he doesn’t expect is to wake up to an empty bed the following day.

The story unravelled a young man in his early twenties. From work he boarded a bus enroute from Surulere to Aguda. As the journey progressed, he was in thoughts regarding how he would take care of his domestic needs that weekend. He reached home only to be met with the deteriorating situation at home. That weekend, there was a heavy downpour and as a result, his foam was drenched in the rain due to a leaking roof. Justice, nonetheless, went to call his best friend and neighbour to help him wriggle out the water but was directed to the chairman's house where his friend was and that was where he met the woman who changed his life. Being an architect by profession, he designed a tunnel that caught the attention of his boss. In a bid to seek for contract overseas, his boss was granted approval to the contract through this young man’s design. Afterwards, he travelled to the USA to finalize the deal. Upon his return, his boss stumbled on something which revealed the young man’s paternity. Eventually, he turned out to be the son of his rich boss. His mother's whereabouts were revealed. The father, mother and son wedded on the same day. He lived on to enjoy his life afterwards after realizing his covert identity.

The Sullivan brothers had always treated me like I was their whole world. That changed the day I was diagnosed with an aggressive brain tumor. The pain soon grew unbearable, and I was told I might lose my memories if I opted for surgery. I reached out to the brothers. I did not want to forget them, and I needed their help. However, when the call connected, the only thing I heard was an icy, sharp voice. "Summer, it's Yvonne's birthday today. Can you not ruin it for once?" I blacked out from the pain. When I woke up in the hospital, there was a message from Yvonne on my phone. "Summer, the boys gave me these lucky charms for protection." Attached was a photo of three silver pendants, each engraved with the brothers' initials. I knew those pendants well. I had spent seven hours in the freezing rain just to get them blessed. That was the moment I gave up. I went abroad alone for the surgery, and with it, all my memories of the brothers faded away. I completely forgot about them until one day, three strangers knocked on my door, begging like madmen for my forgiveness.