Rainwing Base Novels & Stories

I jumped out of the water and grabbed a pair of shorts which I pulled up my legs instantly before running out of the cabin. Trees dominated this part of the forest despite the sea of white snow that overtook the earth. I looked beyond me and that was when I saw Selene dragging Rainbow my way. I tilted my head oddly at the sight in front of me. Rainbow did not look good in the least bit. She was bleeding dark liquids through all the openings on her face. She was even crying the same liquid. "That's a witch! Why have you brought a witch here?" I demanded the moment I caught her scent.

Sweat dripped from her forehead, and Qing Yue shakily raised a trembling hand to soothe her throbbing temples. "It was a nightmare. Just another nightmare." She whispered the words, clutching onto them like a lifeline as her heart drummed in her ears. "Nothing more than a nightmare." Unfortunately, the words sounded unconvincing even to her own ears. Looking to the side, she saw that it was only 1 in the morning. She still had 5 more hours to go before morning descended. Because of the advanced weapons used in the Great War, the climate of both the Old World Formation and the New World Formation had changed drastically. One of these changes in the New World Formation was the enshrouding dark

Like the Kingdom of Nirewin famous resource, the Rainbow Lumber, which actually the only resource that is able to let them floats and survived all these years ever since they were established. Aside from the colorful trees and bushes that can be considered just a tiny bit occupies the scenery. The rest of the landscape were just full of nothing, just some emptied land, and also filled with a lot of dead forest, filled with dead trees and also the home to a lot of dungeons and also wild monsters that is tiers 2 and higher. Currently I have been staying at the Forward Operation Base, that I haven’t named it yet. And currently it has been 3 days after I arrived at the scene with Yvone. Since th

SHANE’S POV She’s very clean. I can think of a few young women off the top of my head who looked as if they were very clean and organized people, but being faced with their rooms and or households you were quick to learn that wasn’t true. Raine always wore the right, tight clothes. The things that she knew fit with her body well, that would make her stand out, no matter where she was or who she was with. I noticed that she played with colors, her makeup always matching the same shades as her clothing.

"It's explosive. I don't know how to defuse an egg that explodes, but I need some egg parts from it." === [Rainbow Egg] Points: 1,000 Abilities: Can tame the Basilisk. Other Information: Can only be crafted by following the recipe. 6 white egg wings 5g of black egg gunpowder 2 yellow egg yolks 2g green egg membrane 2g blue egg shell 10 red egg legs ===

“She is so right! You’re a cranky old motherfucker. Always fucking grumbling.” “Oh God,” Luxe mutters. “She’s a child, language.” Varen and I look wounded. “I’m not a child.” “I’m not old.” I sprint backward through the muddy clearing while rain pours harder around us. Lanterns swing overhead from ropes tied between trees and old metal structures. The pirate base glows warmly beneath the storm, hidden deep within the mountains like a living secret. It’s home. My boots skid sharply against wet ground as Varen attacks again. This time, I block, barely.

The rain on the western ridge did not merely fall; it drove sideways, a relentless sheet of freezing highland water that turned the peat and heather into a thick, clinging mire. Tala stood perfectly motionless at the absolute precipice of the ridge, her feet dug firmly into the ancient earth. The storm howled around her, ripping at her clothes, but her spun-copper hair seemed to dance with a life of its own, vibrant against the dark, bruising gray of the sky. Her icy blue eyes were fixed on the valley below, tracking the glowing halogen headlights of Malakai’s heavy excavation armor as the machinery slowly ground its way toward the first sacred threshold.

Control. “Okay,” he says, voice rough. “Locked doors. We wait.” I nod, throat tight. “We wait.” Outside, the night presses its face against the windows. Inside, Dawson’s fingers tighten around mine, steady, warm, human. And I understand with a clarity that tastes like metal: The warrant weather is shifting. The net is tightening. And when Trent realizes the circle is closing, he won’t go quietly. He’ll try to take one last thing. Because men like him don’t want to win fairly. They want to win personally.

With the help of the Blue Moon Pack's leaders, he walked out of the dungeon and then to the yard where Alpha Rain was waiting. …. "Hope you are done inside." Alpha Rain flatly said. His back was against Brice and his arms were crossed over his chest. He was exuding an unfriendly aura, well, as he has always around Brice. "Mm…it's done. No threat on his life and I completely took all the powers from him." Brice humbly responded. He was never intimidated but this man intimidated him. Maybe because he felt indebted to him? "Good. My team will send you back to the Anvin Kingdom." Rain said coldly without turning around even for a millisecond. His wolf was already threatening to come out and slit

It was too dark in the forest. The light of the moon was clouded and it seemed it would rain anytime soon. As gloomy as the outlook, Nemiah’s heart was heavy as they ran through the deep woods. As expected, it started to rain. Nemiah’s tears streamed down, synchronizing with the cry of the heavens. Namir heard her whimper so he stopped and took shade under the lushes of trees. She cried louder as the rain became heavier. Namir saw Nemiah's burden so he wrapped his body around her to give her warmth.