Rainimator Ciara Novels & Stories

"I went for a runaway the park and met the most interesting characters today" It was such a delight to see Ciara this happy again. Although I knew she wasn't a hundred percent okay but at least she was healing. "Really?" I probed further. "Tell me more" She rants on about her new friends; Ciel, Roxi and Jen and how they made plans to meet again tomorrow. "I'm glad you had fun" "I did so tomorrow I expect you to go kill your interviews" she encouraged. "And if things doesn't work out again; it's alright. Sometimes we win some, sometimes we loose some"

His beloved car had been crushed into an immobile pancake. On the other hand in the Rhino GX, Javier had his hands on the steering wheel while Ciara sat in the passenger seat. She kicked off her heels and propped up her long legs which were wrapped in black tights on the dashboard in a sexy display. Glancing at Ciara who was becoming increasingly prettier as the years went by, Javier was slightly, indescribably troubled. He could only put on a poker face and nag, “Ciara, put your legs down. Behave yourself!”

I stated to everyone. The circle was reformed around my Rain and I stood next to Alpha Trevor. I told him the wait was almost over. He looked at me still unsure of what was happening. I smiled at him and turned back to watch my beautiful mate. The wind picked up around us as rain began to fall lightly from the sky. Lightning flashed overhead as electric currents ran up Rain’s arms. Her electric blue eye and her bright gold eye were both glowing as I watched the crystals detach from the necklace around my mate’s neck. They floated in front of her glowing one bright yellow and the other bright blue.

she screamed, tears streaming down her eyes. “Ciara, what did you do?” I asked, still breathless from the impact. “Nothing! I did nothing!” she screeched with such torment that it showed on her face. She looked desperate, borderline panic, making her eyes looked crazed. “You shouldn’t have come near him!” With one last hateful glare, Ciara de-materialized.

"Innocent. Don't you see the words in there. Lung cancer and HIV positive. On this shabby body now there is only disease to torment. You know, I'm madly jealous of you. " Aurora remained silent, Ciara continued to speak, her cigarette still burning, her expression rarely as sincere and serious as it was now. "You have Phelan as your backing, and I have to work as a waitress in bars to survive. You are lucky to have the smart and determined Vera to support you, and I have always been rejected by Xavia. That life, whether I'm good or bad, is my destiny." Ciara finished his cigarette, which was almost snuffed out, took the medical note back, lit a lighter on the paper, and burned it to the grou

Xara stated, panting heavily. “Oh, the peasant wife, the one he married out of pity?" The woman laughed. “ Yeah, the peasant wife who got the ring and not the mistress,” she replied, noticing the frown on the woman’s face. The young woman grabbed the cup of steaming hot water and poured it on Xara’s arm, making her scream in pain. Kai descended the stairs as fast as he could when he heard the gut-wrenching scream. “What the hell is happening in here?" He asked as his mistress rushed to his side.

CILLIAN “No, I don’t want to wait. Get me Alex,” Ciara hissed into the receiver of the phone. I glanced over my shoulder and watched her pace the length of the room. Gray clouds drifted by the window, allowing little rays of light to trickle in through the curtains. It pained me to think that the monsoon season was already over. I dropped the paper on the table and walked over to her as she threw her hand up in frustration. “We can’t use the Argentum jet to get back to Moon Valley,” she said, her voice cracking under her frustration. “I’m trying to get a hold of Alex to see if he can track down my personal jet.”

The sky had opened up, pouring rain over her as she ran through the night. She reached the Luscious Residence by eleven, drenched and exhausted. The grand estate was locked, but the sound of laughter and celebration carried through the walls. Desperate, she pounded on the door. “Open up! I need the money—my mother’s life depends on it! Please, open the door!” No response came. Ciara’s head swam as she swayed on her feet, the rain draining her strength. She kept banging on the door, her voice growing weaker. “Please, I did what you asked—I need the money!”

she nearly cried because now she was only in a towel exposing almost everything, and she couldn't go out because the Casanova might see her and who knows what would happen Sia sat on the bed as she thought about what to do, she looked outside, and the rain was pouring heavily as if the heavens were mad at someone for some reason. A lot of time passed by and Sia was just sitting there waiting for the night to end, she was feeling cold, and the bed wasn't helping no matter how much she tried to put her head down. The sky was continuously crying followed by thunder and life-threatening lightning which no one knew she feared

CIARA Maggie's eyes narrowed as she took in our dishevelled state-mud-caked shoes, rain-soaked clothes, and the undeniable scent of sex clinging to us like a second skin. I instinctively stepped back, crossing my arms over my chest as if that could hide the evidence of our encounter. "Well, isn't this cosy?" Maggie's voice dripped with venom as she smoothed her designer dress, looking utterly out of place in the chaos we'd created. "Matthew darling, you've been playing in the rain without me. Trust you had fun? Hello Ciara"