Romance In The Rain Novels & Stories

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

We stood there facing each other for a minute and just when I thought Damien was going to kiss me, he moved away from me, “Cmon,” he said and laced the fingers of his hand with mine and lead me through the rain. The atmosphere inside the car was electric; the rain falling on the rooftop lent an intimacy to us, as if we were both alone cocooned in our own personal bubble. The rain had soaked both of us, my dress was stuck to my body, molded to me and I was sure it had become a little see through. I looked into Damien’s stormy eyes, “Your eyes are like a thunderstorm” I said a little unsteadily and shivered. Damien reached over and tugging on my hand and he had me in his arms.

“That is it. At this stage he will easily fall and even notice you. Anthony is a bad boy. The one who doesn’t do much an women want him. You need to try to do something to seduce him and--” “Stop,” I said, my hand raised. “Stop, Raina. I…I don’t want to force it. If it is fate that Anthony will fall for me through this marriage, he will. I don’t want to appear desperate, especially to myself. Raina, I appreciate your help but I’m fine this way.”

She even remembered how she tormented herself in the rain, allowing herself to drown in sadness while the raindrops poured on her skin. But now, with Colten in her life, rain was no longer just a symbol of fear but of love and protection. With every rain, Colten was with her, giving her strength and confidence. Rain became an opportunity to be free again and be happy amidst sadness. And in every moment with Colten under the rain, their love grew deeper, and their promise to each other to face every challenge together became stronger.

“Seduce him. Romance him. Make him fall in love with you . . .” How can I do that? I’m done in seducing him, and romancing him, but make him fall in love to me? Is beyond impossible. That’s really next to impossible. He won’t fall in love with me. This is just a marriage for convenience. Both Callum and Dad were benefiting in this marriage, our companies were now . . . merging. And because of Callum agreeing to Daddy’s proposal, he is very happy because he will be able to enter Callum’s company without difficulty. And I wonder what Daddy can do.

Hearing the system's promise, I was instantly tempted. "Ximena, let me fix your skull." I used the universal glue to carefully attach the missing piece back onto her head. After it dried, I had her shake her head a few times to test it. "It's really fixed." Ximena broke into a happy smile. I seized the moment to make my request. "Ximena, today is our wedding day. Let's just forget all the misunderstandings from before. How about you give me that nail as a token of our love?"

My wife Naomi Holden's phone was always on silent mode. Whenever I needed to reach her, the call never went through. My only option was to ask everyone around us, but when every single person gave a different answer, I already knew the truth. She was with him again, the frail man she had never been able to let go of. On our seventh anniversary, we had plans to meet at our usual spot for dinner. Three hours passed, and she still had not shown up. I stood on the street, burning with fever, dialing one number after another. My father picked up, his voice warm and unhurried. "Naomi just came by for dinner. Don't worry, I've got my eye on her for you." A friend working at her company lau

"You've never danced in the rain; I've never danced in the rain. It's raining. Let's knock one thing off your list." That was unbelievably romantic, and she could not believe that it was coming from him. Not that he hadn't been romantic back in the day, but he'd been romantic in the way a teenage boy was romantic. He gave her his jacket when she was cold; he'd picked her a flower from the garden. This was not only romantic, but in her eyes, it was also sexy. Grasping his hand, she let him pull her into the rain. "It's cold," she shrieked, wrapping her arms around his waist, burrowing closer to him, relishing the feel of his body warmth.

Rain kissed me, “I’m sure we’ll have time for one or two romantic moments.” I laughed, “they have a beach house, so it will be like the first time you kissed me.” “I’m sure Roman won’t mind covering for me at work. He owes me for spending so many nights here.” Rain said, pressing against me. He was hard already. Just when he moved his hand towards my butt, the door downstairs opened. “Rain, we’re home!” Meadow shouted. Crap.

he prepared is a romantic one. He prepared it planning to have cuddling moments with his fiancee. Ami did not also hear the doorbell and so as soon as they settled down though and Rain’s arms encircled Ami, his arm accidentally brushed her nipple which perked up immediately. Rain looked down and couldn’t believe his luck. His fiancee is not wearing a bra. He wondered about her lower part and wanting to test his theory, he pretended to nudge her legs upward and was rewarded with the feel of her smooth bottom on his leg. “Jackpot,! He thought. Unaware of the direction of Rain’s thoughts and wanting to assuage the need in her womanly bits, Ami grabbed Rain’s hand and placed it atop her breast.