Something In The Rain Ending Novels & Stories

I could hear my own voice echoing—my moans, the dirty talk, and the clear sound of Rain’s name being screamed. The video ended right as the rocks started to break. Underneath the video, then, a single message popped up. [Unknown]: Beautiful performance, Mrs. Dark-hearts. My heart stopped. I dropped the phone on the carpet, the screen still glowing with the image of me and Rain. That means… fuck. This game was over. Someone else was in those woods. Someone was watching. And they had everything. “Fuck, Rain…” I whispered to myself. My heart beating furiously.

Without thinking, I entered the rain and headed down somewhere I didn't know. I'd rather get drenched than stay one more moment in that cursed home. What now? Start again? Where? How? With whom? I dragged my feet down the lonely road that felt more empty on a Sunday. It rained more and there was no where to stay for a while, then I held onto the bridge tightly. The water was more flooded than usual, maybe just end it now? I pulled my phone out and without hesitation I wrote something I never thought I'd get myself to say, "is this our end" to who? "Alan"

Marked and happy I leaned into their war mth as the shower continued to rain down on us. A perfect end to a chaotic night.

But now, she learned that she couldn't hold a candle to Rhea. Lauren called out, "Carter?" Carter snapped out of it. A frown formed between his brows, as if he were blaming her for interrupting. Lauren said, "It's going to rain." The sky darkened again. Rhea had her back to them. Her tear that slid down her cheek landed just as the first raindrop hit the ground. And with that, the song came to an end. Rhea rose to her feet and said, "You can take the piano back."

As an exploration geologist, I'm caught in a landslide during a mission, and one of my arms is crushed. Before we set out, our exploration team has accurately predicted the weather. There's no chance of heavy rain that day. It isn't until I overhear my wife, Diana Nelson, talking to a doctor friend that I learn the truth. "Diana, you knew Adam was going out on a mission that day, yet you spent a fortune on creating cloud seeding just to get him injured and eventually cost him an arm. You really went too far for Flynn." Diana frowns. "Who told him to care so much about that exploration project? The only way the project can go to Flynn is if Adam gets disabled. "Otherwise, Flynn will be s

Metal screaming apart. And then… nothing. THE END

By the time Kenneth Ford finally showed up, I was already soaked through. He wasn't alone. There was a girl under his umbrella, and at well over six feet tall, Kenneth had enough height to shield her almost completely from the rain. He'd tilted the umbrella so far toward her that one side of his shirt was getting drenched, but he didn't seem to care. He just smiled and let her stay tucked safely beside him. Then he saw me, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Sorry, I'm late," he muttered. The girl beside him immediately turned to me. "Hannah, it's my fault. I've gotten so used to sharing Kenneth's umbrella that I asked him to walk me home. And honestly, being tucked up against him m

"That one." She bought it. He said nothing about being right. She liked that about him. The third day it rained. Again. The summer-ending rain, the kind that meant the season was actually over now, the warmth giving way to the first real cold. She stood at the studio window in the morning and watched it come down on Shoreditch and felt the year turning. Viktor appeared at ten with two coffees. "We could stay in," he said. "If the rain"

The phone rang until it switched to voicemail. "Hello, this is Miss Lynch, Rainie's homeroom teacher. Rainie didn't come to school today and didn't request leave. Is she sick? Please contact the school as soon as possible." Sunlight slipped through the curtains and spread across my desk. My textbooks for today's classes sat there in neat stacks. After school, I had planned to buy the new art album released this week. Now I would never need it. My soul drifted without control and followed the direction my family had gone.