The Ninth Rain Novels & Stories

Wala siyang maramdaman kahit ano at maging ang paningin at ang pandinig niya ay unti unting lumalabo na rin. Napatingala siya sa langit kung saan patuloy na pumapatak ang ulan sa kaniyang mukha. Pinilit niyang iangat o igalaw ang kamay niya ngunit ni katiting eh wala siyang maramdaman kahit na isa. Ah, the rain is here and I'm sure that he'll be here any minute.. but I guess.. I won't be here anymore. Saka niya ipinikit ang mata niya ng dahan dahan.

We were young and in love, pledging ourselves to each other forever. But things changed. Then came the charming, confident Steven. Lucy fell for a new, young man. I stayed with her for a few moments in silence. When Yvonne appeared, I gave Lucy's shoulder a soft pat and quietly said goodbye. As I walked away with Yvonne, Lucy called out, "If we hadn't divorced the ninth time, would we still be together?" I shook my head. "What's lost is lost." Lucy's face drained of color.

"Ah, shit," Cayson muttered as the rain began to pour. He had just reached the gates of the mansion when the heavy downpour started. The weather had already been terrible while he was still in Palawan, but he assumed the storm was isolated there. He didn’t expect it to stretch all the way to Manila.

'Of what benefit is your love to me? ‘Get out!’ tears cloud my eyes, threatening to fall. Through the blur, I could see Kira crawling up on her hands and knees from the force I applied in pushing her out of my room. I closed the door behind her and slid to the ground as tears gushed out of my eyes.

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She scrutinized me, her lower lip slightly quivering, thinking I couldn't answer that. I leaned in closer until my breath brushed against her skin, and her intoxicating scent filled my nostrils, enveloping me. My voice took on a rough, seductive edge as I murmured, "Because when it rains, you find beauty in sadness. Some people feel melancholy when it rains. But not you. For you, rain brings joy and a sense of being alive. The sound of rain comforts and calms you. It reminds you that a little rain is necessary for flowers to bloom. When life gets tough, you always think of rain. It's your reminder that 'this too shall pass.' You live by the motto 'you don’t get rainbows without a little rain

Peeking through the door, he realises that the young maid is at work, she is focused on cleaning the room. A smirk covers his face and when climbing up the stairs he already made sure that the other workers are asleep - this might be a golden chance for him to secure his plan. As the thunder reverberates through the atmosphere, a deep and powerful rumble that echoes for miles. It shakes the foundations of buildings, sending a shiver down the spines of those who witness its might. The sound is both awe-inspiring and humbling, a reminder of nature's raw power. This rainstorm and thundering describes the inner emotions building inside Jay Nashville’s entire body and soul.