The Rain King Selena Novels & Stories

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

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

Nothing ever came of it. “I think Davis did really well keeping a lid on things,” Kale openly suspected. “It will not be the same for this event.” “Raine!” A giddy woman calls out to me, walking swiftly through the stragglers who have yet to enter the theater and find their seats. Liz looks beautiful in a pitch black gown. The design in itself is simple, but it works well with her. She rocks the wet hair look, and never waivers from her dark makeup. Behind her, Karen struts behind. She wears an off white mini dress that has a row of ruffles at the ends. Also cute, but we all knew I outshined both of them. “You look amazing!” I grin.

I sniffed and I can feel my eyes getting heavy. "I know, I know..." she caressed my hair while saying it. "Who will I call a witch now? Whose head am I gonna pat with my fist? No one .... my Eula babe is gone ..." I cried and ran inside Eula's room. There must be something here... a note or whatever! I slowly walked into her room... with a heavy heart, I touched the piece of paper above her table. It was color purple just like her favorite. I cried while slowly opening it... I don't think I can... I can continue this life without you...

If that were the case, then Marisol wouldn’t be leaving with a used basin and washcloth. Evren felt the king’s presence, his scent and pheromones permeating the room, and he lifted his head, turning to face Lachlan. “Your Majesty…” The Omega’s shock at seeing the Alpha King was hard to conceal. He hadn’t expected Lachlan in his room mid-afternoon for no particular reason. Evren straightened, trying to stand up from the bed too fast and a pained expression crossed his face, a small involuntary flinch going through his body as the knot in his stomach tightened.

Layan came out of Zaina's suite, completely shocked by what she had learned and discovered. While she was immersed in her wandering in her conversation with Izan, who has become a girl now, and is called Zaina, one of the guards came to her telling her that the king is waiting for her downstairs in the throne hall, so she should go directly there. Once she entered the hall, she found the four young men. Those who were chasing her stood under the throne chair on one side, and on the other side stood Damian, who, as soon as she entered, began to look at her with sharp, warning and angry looks. Leanne bowed, greeting the king, to signal her to sit on one of the seats on either side.

Selena stood up immediately and clapped her hands righteously. “Of course not! Money is my king!” As she spoke, she brushed her hair and excitedly went to greet her “king”. Chaz followed with a smile. Selena was great at this. She would never go against money for the sake of dignity. Thus, no matter what ideas they came up with, Selena would try her best to cooperate. She even learned how to mix drinks. Due to the short segment of the film that Selena participated in, she became popular, and many people came here to admire her.

Keisha prayed and they chorused an Amen. “He was such a nice man!” Selena cried, “Even if he was a tad too strict, he was good. He didn’t didn’t deserve to just die that way and now.” “I just want to go home and mope on my bed.” She said sadly, “I just want to cry.” On King’s shoulders, she thought.

A woman shoved a flowing white dress and a silver crown into my arms. “Moon Goddess costume!” she said cheerfully. “There’s a tent right there to change!” Kael was handed golden robes and a bright yellow crown. He looked as shocked as I felt, but then he started laughing. “Come on,” he said, still chuckling. “It might be fun.” “Kael, I can’t. I'm a man…” “Please? For me? it doesn't matter.” The way he looked at me, with those icy grey eyes and that hopeful smile, made it impossible to say no.

I managed to regain a bit of strength and got up to a sitting position. “This is just the basics and you can’t stand it? Power is earned by Selena and if you want to be that Luna. The one who the king would bond with within a few days then you must get the ritual right”. Her tone wasn’t calm this time. Her eyes fluttered, digging into my skin like Venus pouring on the earth. I looked away to avoid her piercing gaze as I pondered on the words she had just said.