Novel & Cerita Rainimator Ciara

I pushed through the heavy doors and stepped outside into the night air. The sky had darkened while I was inside. Storm clouds blocked out the stars, and the first drops of rain began to fall. They hit my face like cold pinpricks, mixing with the blood on my split lip. "RONAN!" I turned toward the voice. Ciara stood at the top of the academy steps, still wearing that midnight blue dress from the dance. Her face was pale with terror, her eyes wide and fixed on something behind me. No. Not behind me. On me.

She looks at herself in the mirror, a white t shirt and denim. Sometime last year,probably in may Thomas met Ciara. He said Ciara made him think about his father,his father that died on the day he met Tiara,he said meeting her would make his heart hurt but he gave Ciara a lot of attention because her name reminded him of Tiara's, the only different is C and T. He met her at a library,the day rain poured heavily that he had to take cover in a library. He sat close to her inside the library, she was reading a romance book,the kind that leaves a girl with a lot of imaginations. She stopped concentrating on her n***l when she noticed how good looking the boy who sat close to her was,she would ha

I just hate it when you are ignoring my messages, Cia. Seen 8:35 am Axel: Cia. Ciara: What??? Axel: I said stop seening me. :( Clara: You just literally told me that I can ignore you?? Axel: But I didn't say you do it. Ciara: Tss. Shut up. I'm going. Axel: This early? Where are you going? You're going to me? Hahahaha! I knew it, you have a crush on me. Ciara: crush your face.

He couldn't let Victoria turn her back on him. Above a forest in this city, the midday sun hung suspended in the cloudless sky, and Ciara, who had been hiding in the forest all night and all day, finally emerged from the forest after making sure Jackson hadn't found her. She was now completely battered and disheveled, in dirty pajamas covered in mud, her hair unkempt, like straw. Her beautiful face was now also dirty. Instead of the proud and graceful Mrs. Lazer, she now looked more like a homeless person, especially since she had hidden in the forest all night and hadn't bathed, so she smelled bad, which made her no different from a beggar.

But looking at the rain outside the window, Christian wasn’t sure about his departure. “You must be thinking why am I still here,” He said while taking a bite of Risotto and the assistant’s eyes travelled to him. “I have a problem with rain but I’ll leave if my presence bothers you,” He further added and Kiara’s face dropped. Her small heart picked race as the thought of never meeting him again crossed her mind and Eric also turned silent. “Oh, no, actually I am waiting for Kiara’s aunt so that I can leave. Please feel free, even her aunt would be thrilled to meet you. But unfortunately, she is stuck in the traffic jam and it’s raining heavily outside.” The assistant said.

The sky over the city didn’t just rain; it mourned. It was a relentless, punishing deluge that turned the world into a gray, blurred nightmare. For Riya Valderama, every drop felt like a needle against her skin. She stumbled through the thick, cloying mud of the outskirts, her breath hitching in ragged, shallow gasps. Each movement sent a flare of white-hot agony through her side—a jagged reminder of Jason’s heavy hand from only an hour ago.

and needing to loop in an accountant—“Will you be heading to the library today, Aria?” She agreed without really hearing it. Her phone buzzed again. Kade: Miss your coffee. Town stuff’s wrecked. Ranch is worse. You okay, halo? She smiled. Couldn’t help it. Her thumbs hovered. No reply… but she pulled on her hoodie tighter like maybe it still smelled like him. ⸻ The rain had passed but the sky still hung low and heavy—clouds like bruises stretching over Calloway Hollow. Aria tugged on her thickest sweater, threw her curls into a loose bun, and wrapped her scarf tight. The keys jingled in her hand as she slid into her car, the library paperwork tucked in her bag and a cinnamon muffin in the pa

Mia walked barefoot, holding one of her heels in her hand. Tears ran down her face as she remembered all the times Grace warned her not to get back together with Liam, if only she listened her heart wouldn’t be broken by the same man. It slowly began to rain but she didn’t care she continued to walk under the rain. ‘Maybe this is just how men are, it’s in their nature to cheat.’ She thought to herself as the rain drenched her and ruined her make up

CIARA I slammed the door so hard behind me, the whole house shook. My heels clicked angrily across the tiles as I stormed into the living room. My chest was tight, my hands shaking. I couldn’t even breathe right. “That idiot!” I shouted, throwing my purse onto the couch and pacing back and forth like a wild animal. Richard looked up lazily from his drink, the corner of his mouth lifting into a smug grin. He didn’t even look surprised. “Let me guess... Ramon?”