Rain The Script Novels & Stories

Hailey Park. If there’s one thing K-dramas have taught me, it’s this: Rain = feelings. The heavier the downpour, the more chaotic your love life is about to become. And right now, Seoul looks like it just got dumped by the universe. Sheets of rain slam against the office windows, thunder growling like background music to my impending breakdown. Which, let’s be honest, is fitting — because my boss has just said the six words no assistant wants to hear on a stormy Tuesday afternoon:

Thygas found a comfortable place for them to sit and she joined him immediately. As they sat together in the bathhouse, the soft lapping of the water against the stone edges seemed to echo the beat of her heart. The dim lights danced across Rain's dark skin, which was visible through the light cotton dress she wore, illuminating it with a soft, golden glow. Thygas's eyes, filled with empathy and concern, met hers, and Rain felt the dam she’d been holding back start to crack.

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.

Raising my arms, the clouds turn gray and everyone could see the lightning as it came closer and closer before hitting me and rain falling. "Pluvia. Pluvia. Pluet super nos omnes. Pluvia. Pluvia. Pluet super nos, et purifica nos. Imbribus, iterum nos sanos fac." (Rainfall. Rainfall. Rain on us all. Rainfall. Rainfall. Rain on us and purify us. Rainfall, make us whole again.) - I say out loud.

“But you walk alone. You wear a crown of ash, but no one calls you king. You speak of balance, but you fear change.” He said nothing. I raised my hand. “I won’t destroy you, Revenant. But I won’t let you walk forward, either.” He raised his hand. Magic surged through the air. Kael shouted. Then the sky broke open again. But not with fire. With rain. Pure, cool, silver rain. It washed over the field. The flames died. The ground cooled. The spirits quieted. And Revenant fell to his knees. Not defeated. Just undone.

Once she arrived at the set, the director looked at her with undisguised straightforwardness in his eyes. Seeing that, Raina couldn’t help her frown. She was respected wherever she went, as the daughter of the Hill family and she had never been looked down upon by anyone. “Miss Hill, we are going to shoot a… well, an action movie. Sort of. You should read the script first,” With a smile, the director handled the script. Taking it from his hand, Raina began to read it carefully. However, the contents of the script stunned her. It was not an action movie, but a pron movie!

It was the eighth year of my marriage. As I was driving my daughter to school, I took a call on speaker. "Is this Mr. Andrew Benedict? Your wife, Ms. Clara Miller, left her diamond ring in our executive suite." My hands froze on the wheel. Andrew was my husband. Clara was my best friend. I rushed to my brother's office, desperate to prove it was a mistake. He didn't even look up from his desk. He wasn't surprised at all. "Summer, drop it," my brother, Aaron Walter, said calmly. "They have a child together now. Just pretend you don't know. "He lied to you to spare your feelings," he added. "We all kept quiet for your own good." I felt my blood cold as it ran through my veins. "He's r

The night before the Fourth of July holiday, my husband gathered the entire company for what I thought would finally be our long-awaited public announcement. Instead, his clueless assistant burst into the room wearing a wedding dress. "Cameron, I'm here to marry you." He didn't turn her down. If anything, his eyes softened with unmistakable affection as he promoted her to vice president on the spot. The entire company erupted in cheers for their love story. When my coworkers noticed me standing frozen off to the side, one of them couldn't resist reminding me. "Stephanie, you've been with Mr. Cox for nine years. You can't let a moment this special pass without saying something!" I smile

If she could lay down on her back and force herself up, she knew she’d fit, but there just seemed to be no way. Rain sat back down on the floor and slid the upper half of her body up into the pipe. With a frustrated sigh, Rain used the light wand to bang on the inside of the metal slide. “Can anyone hear me!” she screamed. “Seth! Adam! Mist!” Of course, there was no response. Seth probably thought she’d just gotten killed or dragged away, and Adam… God, where the hell was Adam? “Rain?” The sound was so faint, at first, she thought she had to have imagined it, that her mind was playing tricks on her, but then she heard it again. “Rain? Where the hell are you?”

She could see the vague reflection of a stressed her breaking into a little grin on the damp window pane, as well as her surroundings. Suddenly the sounds of the raindrops pattering on the window panes fascinated Maze. She wanted to open the window and play in the rainwater. But didn't dare as Ryan wasn't in the mood to let her do it. She stayed there helplessly staring at the rain. The shower of the rain overwhelmed her. Ryan wasn't interested in the rain, he was scared, brutally struck by the harsh reality. He was rather annoyed by this unwanted rain, it was hindering his driving as it was hindering him driving fastly.