Rainworld Novels & Stories

The neon sign of the Obsidian Rose flickered in the puddles, a distorted mockery of the life Zara thought she was building. Standing just outside the golden glow of the entrance, Zara felt the first heavy drops of a monsoon storm hit her shoulders. She didn’t move. The tears streaming down her face were indistinguishable from the rain, but they felt twice as cold.

The clouds finally ruptured across the summit. Rain lashed the ridge in a sudden, violent gray curtain, obliterating the valley view a single section at a time. Northstar’s slate roofs blurred beneath the onslaught, the outdoor lanterns morphing into faint, bleeding gold smears through the sheet of water while the lower terraces vanished entirely behind a wall of silver. My wolf hoisted its head, ears twitching toward the thunderous roar. Rain erased scents, masked movement, and rewarded the wolves who knew how to hunt in the dark. Anyone with an ounce of sense weaponized the weather. Anyone who ignored it usually ended up bleeding out beneath it.

For several long seconds, Arman remained frozen beside her. The rain continued falling relentlessly around them, washing mud across Meher’s lifeless face, flattening marigold petals from her shawl into the soaked earth beside her. The storm raged without mercy, swallowing the clearing beneath thunder and rain until the forest itself seemed determined to bury the night forever.

And the rain fell... is the latest release for 2020. A scary love story with many twists and turns. Hope you enjoy. if you like the idea of cult fiction and romance rolled into one then this is a great story. It follows a young doctor who managed to get away from the "the Sect" with her father when she was a teenager. Now in her twenties she is in the same area she moved too. She stumbles into a nightmare and with it the possiblity of love.

That night, Rain had awful dreams about running through the woods. Each one ended with her, Mist, Adam, and several others being mowed down by gunfire or ran over by land riders. Often, it was the steely eyes of Mother White baring down on her just before she died. Mothers like her would show no mercy, Rain was sure of that. When Rain awoke the next morning, her clothes were sweaty, and her hair was matted to the side of her face. She’d need to take a quick shower before she went to class or else everyone would immediately think something was wrong with her.

I assure him, my heart light and free when I realize it’s true. “Here.” The bear hands me a bottle of water. “You need to drink something.” I recognize the bottle as one of Santiago’s fancy imported waters. My vampire master wouldn’t waste something so fancy on me. I don’t know if I can tell the bear that. With a grunt, the bear pushes the water on me, and I don’t protest. I’m parched. The water is cool, almost sweet, and I drain the whole bottle.

The next day, a major storm front swept across the area. Gone were the pleasant temperatures and bright blue skies of the past week; in their place had come chill winds and leaden gray clouds filled with moisture. The forecast called for two or three days of intermittent rain, heavy at times. Leesa didn’t care. She was still going to work on her magic. Indeed, she felt that using her powers to keep herself dry while performing other spells would be a useful challenge. The foul weather was of no concern to Rave, either. His inner heat kept him warm and dry no matter what the weather. The heavier the rain, the more he simply turned up the fire inside him to evaporate the moisture as soon as it

A crying and vomiting Sunny in the back seat is that last thing Andy needs when he is already tense from their fighting and the slick roads. He slows down his speed as the freezing rain begins to fall harder against the window. The sound of rain and ice hitting the windshield sounding loud in the now silent car as it pings off of the glass. The side windows are accumulating a bit of ice, that even the heat from the vehicle is not able to melt.

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. "

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