Rainbow After The Storm Novels & Stories

Neither did he. That brief connection, through the rain and glass, was enough to ground him. --- After an hour, the signals died down. The rain softened into drizzle. Damon approached again. “Sir, they pulled back. Looks like it’s over.” “Temporarily,” sagot ni Caelum. “They’re testing my patience.”

Love had triumphed. The storm was over. And forever has begun...

Broken Hearts. On going trauma. These are the wounds Editha Amber and Jhon Paulo carry. Will they make it? Even after the storm

Before Dera could answer, Alex quietly stood up before walking toward the massive windows overlooking the storm outside. “Come here.” The triplets immediately gathered around him curiously while rain continued pouring heavily across the glass. “When storms happen,” Alex began quietly, “people usually focus only on how loud and scary they sound.” Dion pressed his face dramatically against the window. “Because they ARE scary.” “Sometimes,” Alex admitted calmly, “but storms also end eventually.” The children listened quietly. Even Lora stopped talking for once. Alex looked toward the rain outside before continuing softly. “No matter how strong they are… they pass.”

tawag niya sa nobyo sa kanyang isipan. Luisa used to hate rain so much because of the nightmare it always brought her. Now, rain makes her smile. Rain reminds her of Levi. The reason of her newfound happiness. Sa halip na isarado ang bintana, nanatili siyang nakatayo doon at pinanood ang pagbagsak ng ulan. Ilang sandali pa ang nakalipas, halos mapalundag sa gulat si Luisa nang mula sa likod ay may biglang yumakap sa kanya.

Napatingin naman ako kay Antimony na biglang tumahimik. Anong problema nitong rainbow na ‘to? Yep. Rainbow tawag ko sa kanya kasi iba’t-iba ang kulay ng buhok. Sinikuan ko nga si Jared na tulo laway nang natutulog. “Vad? (What?)” nginuso ko naman si Antimony na tila napapahawak sa sentido niya habang nakatutok sa phone nito. “Gusto mo nang kiss? Wait lang totoothbrush mu—”

Ito na yata ang isa sa pinakamemorable na pangyayari sa buhay niya na kahit lumipas man ang maraming taon, babalik-balikan niya. The darker shades of Rain are slowly fading and it's replaced by the bright illuminating light for their future ahead...

she whispered. Just… full circle. Before drifting to sleep, she whispered softly into the dark: “You were my favorite mistake.” Not with longing. Not with sadness. But gratitude. Because storms don’t come to stay. They come to clear the path. And sometimes— The life after the storm is the real love story.

anito bago pumasok sa isang pinto na sa pagkakatanda niya ay wala roon noon. That’s probably now the bathroom, she quietly told herself. Once alone, she anxiously watched the heavy downpour outside through the closed windows. It looks like a storm was brewing. Kung sabagay, for the last few days that they were there vacationing, ni minsan hindi nagmintis sa pag-ulan tuwing hapon. At tumitigil lang iyon pagkatapos ng ilang oras, sakto sa paglabas ng buwan sa langit. But the rain that afternoon was different. Masipag iyon sa pagbagsak at tila walang planong tumigil. At kahit na anong gawin niya, hindi niya mapigilan ang mag-alala. Idagdag pa, na dahil sa lakas ng buhos ng ulan, dumili na ang

agad din namang sabad ni Storm. “Ikaw lang ang masaya sira-ulo!” agad na singhal ng mga kaibigan niya sa kanya na agad ding ikinatawa ni Payne dahil kahit ang seryoso at tahimik na chef na si Rain ay nakapag-salita ng wala sa oras. “Alam niyo kayo nakilala lang natin sila lumalabas na ang tunay na kulay niyo,” Storm said again.