Rainworld Novels & Stories

Owen quickly shrugged out of his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders, the satin inside still warm from his body. I reached up, wrapping my hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. Our lips met, the taste of the rain on his lips. I parted my lips and slipped my tongue inside of his mouth, which was so warm and inviting. His hand tangled itself in my wet hair and pulling me closer to him. Our bodies pressed together, the heat of his chest defying the cold of the rain. We stood there, kissing in the rain as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Raindrops pounded against the pavement, splattering against windows and shaking the baby leaves on the trees. I

I know that I have the gift of studying people and I feel every pain that the person is going through and the pains that she was going through now was unexplainable . I wanted to go away and that was when I noticed the unusual changes in the weather ,I wanted to lock the cave and look away but then I saw that it suddenly began to rain heavily . The rain fell so hard that it sailed as if it was crying for someone and without anyone telling me I knew that it was no ordinary rain . I watched Penelope as she cried holding on to her clothes and the more the cried ,the more the rain kept falling out and that was when he realized that the girl was commanding the rain and the whole world is sharing

wolf: epilogue A year after the war with he black wolves… The forest exuded an ethereal beauty in the aftermath of a torrential downpour. The raindrops, like glistening jewels, adorned the leaves and flowers, sparkling in the gentle rays of the morning sun. The air was crisp and infused with the scent of wet earth and rejuvenation. Each blade of grass and every petal seemed to tremble with newfound life, as if celebrating the cleansing touch of the rain.

Alison schooled her. “I don’t want to break up, break ups are too stressful I saw you cry through your breakups, I don’t want same for myself” Myra said. “I cried but it made me grow, I learned and now I’m wiser and a much better lover” Alison bragged. Myra made funny faces at her as they walked to Alison’s dormitory. Myra stayed there for a while and by the time she left it was raining she grabbed an umbrella and walked briskly to her hostel when she got there she saw a man standing in front of her hostel soaking wet in his shirt and trousers. Myra gasped as he turned around.

I locked the door as soon as she had entered and I turned around to face her. “You.. you’re wet,” I said. “I’ve been calling you!” she exclaimed as if that explained why she was wet. “I got stuck in a taxi with flat tyres when the rain started pouring and I called you!” I strained my ears and for the first time, I heard the sound of rain. It had subsided already, but taking a good look at her soaked clothes, I could tell that the rain had been heavier a few minutes ago. “I’m sorry,” I muttered and sat down beside her. “I went on a date.”

From inside their home, one could hear the calming and melancholic sound of raindrops. In the past, rain used to evoke fear in Keisha. But with Colten's help and love, the fear was slowly replaced with joyful memories amidst the rain. She had many bad experiences with the rain, moments that caused her intense fear, especially when she miscarried while it was raining. She even remembered how she tormented herself in the rain, allowing herself to drown in sadness while the raindrops poured on her skin.

I wasn’t wearing my seatbelt and I tumbled about as the Jeep rolled into the forest and slammed to a stop against two trees. I heard Kiran scream as he left the protection of the circle, and ran toward me. I kicked the door open and fell out of the jeep, bleeding from my head, and cradling my broken arm. I looked back at her and started running deeper into the forest, jumping into the next realm. “Hylja sála.” I ran toward Kiran, somehow knowing that he’d be in the clearing. They stood across from each other, both of them enveloped in their own flames, hers red, and Kiran’s blue.

After the Thunder Pairing: Naomi × Reina Setting: Rooftop Garden, Bloomfield Shelter Mood: Rain-slicked dominance, queer longing, emotional healing Tone: Tender. Assertive. Electrified. --- The thunder had already passed, but the sky still wept. Naomi stood barefoot on the gravel-slicked rooftop garden, her linen shirt clinging to her body like regret. The rain had softened to a drizzle, but her heart still roared from the inside—flashes of memory and fire threading through her like static.

Rain hammered against the windows of the Monteverde mansion. Thunder roared across the dark sky. The storm seemed endless. Ariana stood silently inside the bedroom she would soon leave forever. One suitcase rested beside the door. Everything she owned fit inside it. A painful reminder that she had never truly belonged here.

As I returned to my hometown, gentle winds brushed my hair, the scent of grass and soil tickling my nose. I'd wandered far away from home in my early years, but time out there had made me wiser. Now, I understood that home was where I chose to stay. A storm had passed, and old leaves had fallen. When spring came, new shoots would sprout. I would be there, basking in the sunlight, while the scent of flowers fluttered in the air. Life was good.