Rainworld Novels & Stories

Chapter 29 Third Person’s POV The rain was terrifying yet comforting that night—it was beautifully tragic as it floods the land—the water wasn’t murky. It was clear and the rain that fell to wash the land rid of impurities was warm and comforting. Lux loved it. He loved how chaos was both beautiful and poetic even if it destroyed a lot of thing. He loved the flowing water and he loved how the rain cascaded down his naked body as he stood under the shower that the clouds provided.

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“But he’s not my——“ never mind. I was dumbfounded because he stopped the rain for me. Is that why he was so sound asleep? Did he get tired and was out of mana? I heard that controlling the weather costs a lot of mana. I went up to the deck and smelled the fresh breeze. The night has ended, as well as the typhoon, all thanks to Zale. I smiled seeing the dolphins greet me and the rising sun. I wasn't so sick anymore, unlike yesterday.

He has given up getting me to walk faster, and I trudge slowly, following his lead, gripping the life-saver and I whisper to myself that I am strong and will make it to Imperator Seth’s estate. I was born strong, my very name, Dawn, meant to strike fear into the hearts of men. I became brave, realizing that I had seen something that none at the palace had gazed upon; daylight. The closest they would ever get would be whispering my name that demands respect. I smile at the thought of this Just Ray stops, interrupting my plans for dominating the court once I arrive. I bumped into him and we’re at the edge of the forest, which for him is the edge of the world. I pity Just Ray, the skinny, filth

"𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙗𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧. 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜. – 𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 � ��𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜. *** "There's something wrong." Krishna murmured as he stared out of the window at the pouring rain. The surrounding had turned gray and bleak which felt even more ominous to Krishna.

His chest heaved up and down, while he turned to all directions in case Sybb appeared after Sybb also ran to where he was. The pillar of fire has already disappeared, including the lightning, leaving only a light rain pouring down the earth, dampening the soil and wetting the roofs of the houses, as well as the leaves of the trees. Hail’s face is also wet and the water trickled down from the side of his face, towards his chin. He is very worried about Sybb that he has forgotten to create a barrier of ice to protect him from the rain. Thus, not only his face, but his entire body is also wet, including his clothes.

Third Person's POV "When will you learn on how to take care of yourself, Rain? When will you fucking accept the fact that you can't save everyone! You can't always kill your way out, you're not a fucking super hero to save everyone, Rain! Not even super heroes can save everyone!" Ricardo scolded Rain like his own daughter. Rain just snorts. " I freaking know that, Ricardo! I freaking know that I can't save everyone! I freaking know that I'm not a super hero!" Rain let all of her anger out and tears started to fell from her blue eyes.

I said before hanging up. I placed the phone back in my holster then gently laid Théodore on the grass. Laying next to him I placed his head on my lap and started to comb his long hair with my fingers. Sighing I pecked his forehead and laid back on the grass as I stared up at the grey sky. I felt a drop of water fall onto my face, screwing my eyes shut I wiped it off with the back of my hand It's about to rain.

Rain’s POV A single tear slipped down my cheek as I paced inside my bedroom. The plan was working so far but the price of success was very high. Inside the mansion I have used my magical powers to build a bond with each person living here. I knew the moment death happened in the dungeon. I also knew who the murders are and where they are. The evil fae prince had just freed Crissy and walked back inside the mansion. He is making his way upstairs to appear innocent of the crimes he has committed. Anger and hatred boiled inside me and swirled in my soul along with sadness at the loss of Kit and Hart. I stopped pacing, knowing it was almost time to get myself kidnapped. I missed my mate so much.

Oriana The rain beat down around me mixing with the tears that were streaming down my face. Who was he? He was definitely not the man that I was planning to marry 3 days from now. My name is Oriana. A 23 year old nobody from Miami. I moved to England before my parents died and that’s when I met Jaime. He was also from Miami. He was the perfect guy, was always there for me when I needed someone to talk to, compassionate and kind. Before he proposed, our life together was magical. He would take me out on dates, meet me after work with flowers, showered me with gifts and generally made me feel like I was the most important person in the world a princess. After popping the question with the most