Novel & Cerita She Loves The Rain

I thought. "Do you like rain?" I asked her out of the blue. "For some reason it makes me feel less alone. Rain is all about a cloud falling apart and pouring its shattered piece down on me. It is always a good feeling to know that I am not alone that falls apart." She completed it. "Everyone falls apart earlier or later." I paused, "It just makes you feel better to know that other things also get shattered." "Maybe," she said. Then silence surrounded us. For a change, it was a good type of silence. If we were met in some other circumstances things would be different between us. Better in a good way.

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.

Slow, fat drops. “Lee loves rain,” she mumbles. “Sh … eh … Lee always dances with me until we’re wet and cold.” Her voice is glum, her face sorrowful. This can’t be easy for her. Like Lee, she acts brave, but she’s still just a little girl. “I’m sure Jackson will find … he will find Lee when he comes,” she says with another melt-your-heart smile while a little finger points in the air, “Right?”

The house is quiet, the few servants around having retired to their rooms, leaving her alone with no one to see. The heavy drops hit her skin, making her shiver. In her silent world, she wishes—just for a moment—to hear the sound of the rain. The colors of the evening rain are soft and blurry, calming in a way she can only feel, not fully understand. All she knows is that it’s beautiful.

She must have something to say, to defend her inability to carry out her brags. “Yes, it is cold, but it's so nice out here" She managed to reply, finally getting something out of the numerous words he said to her. "I love watching the rain, it's like nature is talking to me, like it's trying to remind me of the things am missing out on, something i am part of, a life and freedom i was unjustly taken from, something I lost!” She inhaled the cold breeze, with her hands stretched out to touch the rain. She fetched a little quantity of it and drinks from her palm. For a moment he was stunned. Never has he seen nor experienced this side of her. The first side he got acquainted with was a reckles

I could feel my heart breaking all over again. Tears fell down my cheeks as I held her tight and whispered all the words of love inside my soul for her. “ Just come back to me my Rain.” I whispered as I shut my eyes and let sleep take me to the land of dreams where I could be with Rain again.

He watched as she stepped forward and stretched her hand into the rain. "Should we dance in the rain instead of waiting?" She asked and for a moment, Asher kept quiet as he fixed a stern gaze at her although he could only see her back. "Do you also dance in the rain?" He asked her. "I do, when I'm with someone." "Why?" "Just because. . ." She paused and stretched her other hand smiling. "It's fun." She added. "Playing in the rain is fun when you're with someone, especially someone you're close with."

"She will destroy, you all. And if not she, her secrets will." " I love the rain, As it helps me to hide, My tears of pain.....ME" Iris's POV Embrace the rain. That's what Iris is trying to do. Sitting on the terrace, in Xander's loose shirt, eyes clclosedshe is trying to wash away her pain in the drops of rain. She is trying to find warmth in the cold embrace of the rain. Her mind is blank. As if it's rebooting itself. She is tired, tired of everything. She feels like now she has no vigor left in her to think of anything.

He smiled to himself, knowing she was a pluviophile, someone who found joy and comfort in the rain, just like he found with her in his arms. "You like rain a lot, don't you sweetheart "....he spoke, his voice laced with amusement and pure affection. "Mhmm. Rain is like a soothing balm to my soul. A melody of nature so peaceful yet so chaotic on its own." She answered in response, her voice soft, devoid of any numbness he felt in her behavior all these days. It was as if the rain was washing the pain inside of her away, replacing it with a new found fondness and affection, a joy of living.

she asked me. "Why you're asking," I asked. "Just to know," she said smilingly. "Yes, I like rain, what about you?" I asked. "I love rain, if I saw raining I felt like my sorrows and worries are getting cleared and I feel refreshed after the rain stops," she said staring at the Thundering sky. "Hmm," I looked at her, her smiling face and small hands that playing with the rain she looked cute; my thoughts were interrupted when Rithu looked at me so I turned and asked to come inside.