The Village Hidden In The Rain Novels & Stories

There's a bottle of wine, a picnic basket with snacks and ice cream "Charles..." I trail off, speechless. This is wonderful. I've never had anybody do something so gorgeous for me. "You like it?" "I love it" I say and walk closer. The view off the cliff is so beautiful, I can't stop staring in awe. "How did you find this place?" I ask him, taking a seat on the blankets

When she bent down to pick up the little girl who stopped immediately as soon as she saw her now mother she whispered in the baby’s ear, “We are finally free,” When Kit opened the door and brought the car seat out with the little girl, she remembered something about running down the street to get to her father’s car to make her escape. It was now raining, just like it was that night. It was not hard downpour it was a late gentle rain. She remembered the words that her father said, “This rain will wash away all that has happened,” She looked up at the sky and smiled as she now completely understood what her father was trying to say then, “This rain will finally wash away all that happened,” S

I grinned like a little kid as I stared out of the window, watching the world of Ireland pass me by. **** The sun was beginning to set, the sky was a peaceful orange-purple as Lu and I sat in comfortable silence and soon we reached a road made of stone leading into a thick, eerie forest. "The packed house is in the middle of the forest," Lu explained half-heartedly. "It's deep in the forest so no humans accidentally find us. They'd have to be either really lost or actually trying to find us." Lu yawned loudly as we entered the forest. "Tired?" I asked and he nodded.

It sounds like two hungry animals are fighting for dominance. Cautiously, I took two slow steps towards that noise and witnessed that Rakesh and Emiem were kissing, hungrily. I don't know whether to be happy nor sad. Why him? Of all people why him? How the hell he got that syringe? Not wanting to reveal myself there, I turned my back and headed back to my cabin. The only source I have with mine is "The Hidden Secrets" and I have read it many times but couldn't able to find any new things as some of the words on pages 14 and 15 were a blur as someone caused this purposely.

“But it felt good to fight like that again.” “Oh?” Iwaoka gave a pointy grin, “Then next time I’ll try to leave more for you.” ~O~O~O~ A few days later the two Knights arrived to the mountain top inn. Below a valley sprawled, lush with summer greenery and a snaking river at its center. Wispy clouds drifted on the wind, shadowing the ground underneath. Each water droplet scattered light in tiny, faint rainbows that were only visible to the Knight’s eyes. A small village was nestled in between the foliage; roof tops thatched with yellowed straw. Like ants, the people went about their daily routines.

Emmie huddled closer to the horse for warmth as the sheeting rain fell in buckets around her, soaking her clothes. The rain came earlier than expected, and as she and Gabe searched through the small village for a place to stay, the town seemed too busy closing their shops for the night to help the two weary—and drenched—strangers.

Inside, his crew clung to the handrails, adrenaline pumping. “Sombra Azul up ahead!” one of them barked. Grinch didn’t answer. His eyes were locked on the path, his jaw clenched. The village emerged ahead in eerie silence—weather-worn buildings scattered like forgotten relics, fences broken and boarded windows . He slammed the brakes. Dust billowed around them as the van screeched to a halt. He stepped out slowly, scanning the surroundings. Doors were slammed shut, curtains drawn hastily. The village, colonized by illiteracy, recoiled in fear.

When we reach the top of the hill, I turn back to the village, plopping down on my ass with a dramatic sigh. “This is what I wanted you to see.” He stands beside me for several moments before sitting down a few feet away, his eyes reflecting in the moonlight. Silverhide sprawls out in a wash of soft, flickering amber light and raised stone buildings nestled in fields of wheat and barley that shimmer in the light of the moon. The mountains rise around the village, the highest peaks still topped with snow, and above them? Stars fan out across the night sky in shades of the purest white to the richest blue. Violet waves of light dance against the backdrop of stars like ribbons of silk.

The solemn pair rode with quiet determination, pondering the implications of recent events. By late in the day they were approaching a small village. Keyla recalled passing it on their way to the plains, though if it had a name she did not know. Rain drops began falling shortly before they reached the outskirts of the settlement. As they drew near, Keyla frowned. It was very quiet, and there was no visible activity. The village was not large, but she could not imagine every inhabitant would be indoors, even in the moderate rainfall. She felt a shiver of unease. Taiya eyed her with wary eyes. Clearly she felt the same. With great caution, they slowly rode past the first outlying homes. A mome

Branka’s POV Tears clouded my eyes as I ran with all of my might through the woods. It's been a while since I have been making a run for it trying to evade the predators that were coming after me. Wiping the tears off, since I did not have the time to gloat about tears now, I increased my speed as if it were even possible. These woods have become familiar over the past few years since the sick game of the rich people in this pack came to them. I could hear their snicker and laughter as their paws and feet pounded on the floor of the woods.