Raining Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Night fell as rain poured down to the earth. Raindrops fell like silver streaks across the dark sky. In the quiet room, Theodore stood by the window, staring at the raindrops trickling down the glass as melancholy overwhelmed him. Under the dim lighting, his handsome face looked even more charming amidst the rain. His eyes were deep and incisive, like a gemstone glittering in the night sky, reflecting the endless pain and sorrow he was feeling with sharp clarity. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if in deep thought. He felt just like a profound riddle that was difficult to solve, as if countless secrets lay underneath those eyes of his.

Loud roaring sounds of the clouds echoing throughout the busy town. Everybody was rushing to their destinations before the heavy rainfall. I was looking at the busy street and enjoying the mind blowing gift of nature, standing on my small balcony which was containing many flower plants. A few minutes later it started raining cats and dogs. Cold breezes, the sounds of raining, and the wet smell of nature during rain is really amazing especially in the evening. It blows my mind, relaxes my body and nerves.

"Let's run! I took his hand into mine and ran with all my strength. Thankfully the rain just stopped when got under the roof of the bus stop what a luck! I'm drenched totally, my hair got stuck on my face and I know my hair looks like a seaweed in the sea which is totally opposite to that of the girl's hair they show in adds. Damn I look hideous. I hate rain. "Damn this rain!" I cursed while wrapping my arms around myself as I felt cold due to being drenched in rain. "You hate it? Most of the girls like rain right?" I frowned at Aiden's words turning myself to face him. "yeah most of them like it but not all right? And I don't like rain so you have problem with that?" I asked quirking an eye

, I was singing along to Carbonated water by Ski Mask The Slump God. Grayson was bopping to it and went crazy when I switched out the line about Brian Ulracher for his name. His vibe and mood had changed which was promising to be a good night. I was also hoping that because I wasn't wearing a skirt or a dress tonight, I wouldn't be hit on as much because that shit annoyed Grayson, not that I could help it. We arrived tipped the driver and walked in. It was one of McQueen's places.

I watch in awe inside of Rain's office. Rain was sitting on his office chair and giving full attention on the monitor in front of him on the table and a scratch papers with pencil on the other side of the table and across of his office chair there was two brown arm chair and in his back was a huge clear glass window that I could see what was happening outside and on the right corner was the huge air conditioner of the room.His walls was also glass but it has some windows which are being closed by an open-close curtain and on my back full of different manga scene and drawings too and there was a long rustic table below which was full of different art materials that are needed for an artist. "

"Neither. You are someone who chose to share the same room and same bed as me because you want to get closer to me. I don't need a reason to be nice to you, Rain. I think you are a sweet girl." Florainne's eyes went round and she immediately avoided Brieanna's gaze. "You called me Rain," she whispers. "Rain makes people lonely than they already are." "Does it? Because I like the rain," she utters, making Florainne gaze at her again. "It is refreshing. It brings a clean scent and I feel at ease when the rain starts tapping on my window pane." "I never thought of it that way." "So then, can I call you Rain?"

From the golden hues to shady gray, the clouds were now loaded with water. However, the room felt cozy, with the curtains drawn to let in just a bit of soft light. The ambiance turned more romantic with the commencement of the pitter-patter drops. Outside, it was raining, and the gentle tapping of raindrops on the window created a calming sound. The sky was gray with thick clouds, and the morning light struggled to break through. The air had that fresh smell of wet earth, adding to the comfort inside the room. Everything combined—the dim room, the soothing rain, and the earthy scent—made the perfect backdrop for our special moment.

My mind was stuck in the stars of my imagination, which was blinking so fast, I tried to capture them but did not succeed which reflected me as I was welcoming my hell. The Weather turned so suddenly. Invisible messages in drops of water can't also let me change my decision. It's so sudden with such speed. Beauty with the beast was a perfect example as rain used to represent love but those drops hurt too much. We can protect ourselves but still it's an immense pleasure for mother earth. Outfit was very opposed to me, it's completely wetted. I tried to comfort myself; suddenly Jaiden resolved my discomfort with his Jacket. I never thought my finances would be loyal enough or if it was a showo

Can alcohol create images that make one wet with just a gaze? I stormed out into the rain again, cursing every stupid beat of my traitorous heart. I turned around again in circles, feeling the rain hit me harder. Then I felt it, that gaze again. Before I could turn to know where the source of that gaze came from, I was slammed to the wall. No wait, a chest. A very hard male chest. I stopped breathing when I saw that suit the man from the club wore. But this time it was partially soaked. I felt a strong hand on my waist holding me firmly. I looked up slowly, my eyes trailing from his suit up to his neck, then his face and his eyes. That's when the air left my lungs. I've never seen eyes so be

I gasped. I pointed the pencil at the sky and drew a series of jagged, vertical lines. *"I write the rain,"* I said. The first drop hit my forehead. It was freezing. It was sharp. It didn't taste like the "Hydration-Fluid" of the tanks. It tasted like minerals and sky. The rain began to fall in earnest, turning the dirt into a thick, messy slush. It wasn't beautiful. It was miserable. And it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.