The Rains Novels & Stories

It was the eighth year of my marriage. As I was driving my daughter to school, I took a call on speaker. "Is this Mr. Andrew Benedict? Your wife, Ms. Clara Miller, left her diamond ring in our executive suite." My hands froze on the wheel. Andrew was my husband. Clara was my best friend. I rushed to my brother's office, desperate to prove it was a mistake. He didn't even look up from his desk. He wasn't surprised at all. "Summer, drop it," my brother, Aaron Walter, said calmly. "They have a child together now. Just pretend you don't know. "He lied to you to spare your feelings," he added. "We all kept quiet for your own good." I felt my blood cold as it ran through my veins. "He's r

Every code Charlotte Henderson gave me for her front door was valid for exactly three hours. After that, it would expire. Every time I went to her place, she would send me a new code in advance with the same message. Charlotte: [Let me know when you get here. I’ll change it again.] We had been together for three years. We lived less than half a mile apart, yet getting into her apartment felt like a game of luck. Somehow, I could never seem to win at this game. One day, a torrential downpour hit. As usual, she was late to send the code. My phone got so soaked that it stopped working. I crouched outside her door and knocked for three hours. When the door finally opened, Charlotte frowne

The day before my wedding, I canceled the ceremony and went to the hospital alone for a major surgery. I ran into a doctor I knew in the hallway. She looked at me in surprise. "Mr. Santana? You were still worried last week that the surgery might affect your wedding. What made you change your mind all of a sudden? "Didn't Ms. Jenner come with you?" I lowered my head and pressed a hand against my stomach, which was hurting so badly I could barely stand it. My heart felt completely empty. "She's busy. She's downstairs with her lover and getting a prenatal checkup behind my back."

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

Everything was an illusion. "Rain Water is the second solar term of the 24 solar terms. The celestial longitude of the sun is 330 degrees. Its three characteristics are river otters displaying fish, swan geese coming, and plants budding. The splashing of rain brings the vitality of spring..." said Ding Hao to himself with closed eyes.

Rain’s POV It seemed I had just fallen asleep next to my mate a few minutes ago. He gently kissed me awake and said,” My love it’s time to get up and get ready to go to the pack house. I sense the others are awake and anxious to get started.” I didn’t want to move but I got out of bed knowing that we had to find Rod and Lynn’s pup before something bad happened to baby Jeremy. I quickly hurried to the bathroom and did my morning routine. I didn’t want to take too long so I quickly showered and dried my hair before brushing it and tying it back in a high ponytail. I understood all my new powers very well and knew that just thinking of clothes would make them appear on my body. Within a few min

Alison schooled her. “I don’t want to break up, break ups are too stressful I saw you cry through your breakups, I don’t want same for myself” Myra said. “I cried but it made me grow, I learned and now I’m wiser and a much better lover” Alison bragged. Myra made funny faces at her as they walked to Alison’s dormitory. Myra stayed there for a while and by the time she left it was raining she grabbed an umbrella and walked briskly to her hostel when she got there she saw a man standing in front of her hostel soaking wet in his shirt and trousers. Myra gasped as he turned around.

I need to end this once and for all. Before long, raindrops begin to splatter on the windshield, and soon the downpour begins, turning the entire world grey. The rain, like my emotions, is relentless—unforgiving. I turn on my wipers, not giving myself time to dwell on it. Lightening flashes across the sky, causing me to jump on my seat before the round rumble of thunder follows immediately after it

Nevertheless, she continues walking, undeterred by the impending rain. Once Audrey arrives on her street, the first drops of rain fall gently upon her. The moisture quickly intensifies, transforming into a heavy downpour. The sky opens up, releasing its pent-up emotions in the form of raindrops. Instead of seeking shelter, Audrey pauses, a defiant spirit rising within her. She places her bag to the side and lets the rain cascade over her, soaking her clothes and drenching her to the core.

*** The rain poured relentlessly, drenching the entire city of New York without mercy. The night was eerily quiet; even the usual roar of vehicles on the highway was absent. Only the patter of raindrops on the asphalt and the rumble of thunder breaking the pitch-black sky could be heard. In the midst of the downpour, Anastasia stood beneath a deserted city bus stop. She clutched her suitcase tightly, her clothes and body slowly soaking as there wasn't enough shelter to keep her dry.