Rain Village Novels & Stories

I hung up and walked straight toward the plane. The weather in New York was gloomy, with rain falling steadily. The moment I stepped outside, an umbrella was held over my head. The man holding it kept his head lowered, avoiding my gaze, his attitude extremely respectful. “Miss Lena, we’re here to take you.” At that moment, Victor finally spotted me. He strode forward and grabbed my wrist. “Lena, come with me.” As several bodyguards rushed in, people from the Anthony family stepped forward and blocked them, forming a protective circle around me. With the two sides facing off, onlookers quickly raised their phones, eager for a show.

Rain thought that might be it--the River Red--but she didn’t waste what was left of her breath to ask Mist. “Come on, Rain,” Adam said, pausing for her at the bottom of the hill. Picking up her pace, she let her momentum carry her down the hill. Through the trees before her, she could see a meandering stream of what appeared to be freshwater. They were almost there. Even if she ended up getting coated in mud again, the idea of rinsing herself clean from the rain was enticing, so Rain ran even faster, the prospect of washing away the dirt weighing her down as inviting as the soft scent of freedom teasing her from the distant shore.

Rain’s POV It seemed I had just fallen asleep next to my mate a few minutes ago. He gently kissed me awake and said,” My love it’s time to get up and get ready to go to the pack house. I sense the others are awake and anxious to get started.” I didn’t want to move but I got out of bed knowing that we had to find Rod and Lynn’s pup before something bad happened to baby Jeremy. I quickly hurried to the bathroom and did my morning routine. I didn’t want to take too long so I quickly showered and dried my hair before brushing it and tying it back in a high ponytail. I understood all my new powers very well and knew that just thinking of clothes would make them appear on my body. Within a few min

I swear she's f*cking gorgeous. "Well then, we can't keep them waiting." I hand out my hand for her to hold and she gladly holds my hand. I hope she won't cause any trouble. *** Rain's POV I thought this place will be exciting, but turns out. This place really is! There's a whole lot of gang leaders, mafia boss, drug dealers! This ain't just full of rich old men! I was about to take a step when someone bumped on my shoulder. "Oh, I'm so— Rain?" I look at the person who bumped into me.

He checked the tactical watch on his wrist before looking up at the sky, which was beginning to fill with thick gray clouds. "Alpha, Rain Hill is known for its extreme rainfall. If we leave now, we'll arrive just as the storm hits. Maybe we should wait until the weather stabilizes." Austin stood up with a quick jerk. His jaw tightened, giving off an intimidating aura that was very familiar to Seara. "Postpone? They're carrying five young she-wolves, Alex. Every minute we waste is an opportunity for those Rogues to disappear further into Cinder Valley." "But Alpha, the risk at Rain Hill during heavy rain isn't just about visibility," Alex tried to warn again, his voice lowering to a whisper f

’ Tyler thought. “It looks like the rain is coming hard in Rizal, Tyler. According to the news, the sky suddenly darkened and thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, one after another,” said Josh. “But there was no storm.” Tyler just glanced at Josh and continued what he was doing. “Raven is responsible for the bad weather in Rizal,” said Tyler. “Raven? What has Raven got to do with the weather?” Josh asked. “Do you remember? The ability of Hugo, Raven, and Damon I had an upgrade to a higher level of ability,” said Tyler.

Every code Charlotte Henderson gave me for her front door was valid for exactly three hours. After that, it would expire. Every time I went to her place, she would send me a new code in advance with the same message. Charlotte: [Let me know when you get here. I’ll change it again.] We had been together for three years. We lived less than half a mile apart, yet getting into her apartment felt like a game of luck. Somehow, I could never seem to win at this game. One day, a torrential downpour hit. As usual, she was late to send the code. My phone got so soaked that it stopped working. I crouched outside her door and knocked for three hours. When the door finally opened, Charlotte frowne

~NATHAN I stared down at Rainbow in awe. She was now seated on the ground and shaking her head vigorously. Her eyes were wide open with horror as she stared at something none of us could see. Yet whatever it was, it was freaking the life out of her and she could not speak. Her mouth was hanging open as she retreated as if she was trying to get away from it. The blood rain kept pouring down on us as if it were the wrath of the goddess herself. The angry mob of people began to rattle the gates as if they wanted to pull it apart.

"With the company of some cops of course." Silently ambling to the car, the evening was cold and wet with a brisk wind, sweeping the rain across the land. The cold moved in only to meet the warmth of her blood, her defense against such ice. Raven could feel it wash over her skin, again and again, only to be met by the beat of her heart. She smelled the rain—realizing it was an absence of all odors. She wondered if it was because her airways were not functioning properly, she could feel the little hairs in her nose freezing .

The rain on the western ridge did not merely fall; it drove sideways, a relentless sheet of freezing highland water that turned the peat and heather into a thick, clinging mire. Tala stood perfectly motionless at the absolute precipice of the ridge, her feet dug firmly into the ancient earth. The storm howled around her, ripping at her clothes, but her spun-copper hair seemed to dance with a life of its own, vibrant against the dark, bruising gray of the sky. Her icy blue eyes were fixed on the valley below, tracking the glowing halogen headlights of Malakai’s heavy excavation armor as the machinery slowly ground its way toward the first sacred threshold.