Rainimator Ciara Novels & Stories

Declaring that, Viaan rubbed his stubble cheek on her smooth one again; pricking the beard softly. Kiara ignored his remarks on the face so that he doesn’t tease her more, but deep down, her heart was leaping two beats at a time with such sensual promise. The clouds roared suddenly, making her look up. “It’s raining, Viaan!” Kiara smiled as the drops fell on her face. The cozy touch of the cool drops tickled her skin, making her giggle. Not even five seconds passed that the rain started falling in full swing. “Let’s go inside.” Viaan hurried.

Her chest tightened painfully, a physical ache lancing through her heart. ​Everyone around her had gone silent. ​The sound of rain suddenly filled the air, heavy, freezing droplets beginning to pour from the dark sky, instantly hissing against the edges of the bonfire. Ria stepped back slowly, her body shaking from the inside out. ​Then, she turned and ran. ​“Ria!” Mira called after her, her voice desperate over the sound of the downpour. ​But Ria didn’t stop. The freezing rain soaked through her clothes instantly, pasting her hair to her face as hot tears streamed freely down her cheeks. She kept running across the wet sand, away from the light, until she finally collapsed behind a parked c

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.

What that detective was about to tell her about him and Ethan? Sighing heavily, Cyra sat on the bed. A cloud roared, making her look towards the window. The rain had still not stopped, but did she really want this rain to stop now? Because she knew…once this rain and this night was going to end, this essence of serenity was going to turn into that feeling of pain again. She would again have to hate him, which seemed to turn impossible for her now.

She stood there, shaking, trying to forget the feel of Kade’s hands on her, the sound of his voice thick with lust, the way he— “Fuck,” she whispered, forehead hitting the wall. This wasn’t going away. Not the heat. Not the ache. Not him. And damn it if that didn’t scare her more than the dream ever could. By the time Aria stepped out of the bathroom, steam still curling in the air, the sky outside had shifted to a pale silver wash. Rain tapped softly against the windows—gentle, steady, like a heartbeat trying to lull her back into calm. But calm was a damn lie.

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

The rain had started as a whisper, soft and harmless against the windshield. Now, it poured like fury, drumming against the glass as if the sky itself was grieving. Cassia sat stiffly in the passenger seat, her fingers tightening around her dead phone. She had wanted to call Damien back and tell him she was fine, that she wasn’t alone, but the screen had gone black minutes ago. Her chest rose and fell in frustration as she tucked the phone back into her bag. The sound of thunder made her flinch. She hated storms. She always had.