When It Pours It Rains Novels & Stories

Making the glass blurry. Sameer parks his car on the side and both waits for the rain to stop. The rainy season is also called the season of love. Both together in the car. Empty road. And a romantic atmosphere. "Let us get wet in the Rain and get drenched in Love."

Grayson said, "You’ll lose till there’s nothing else to lose. You won't even be wearing pants after." At night, there was the pattering of rain from the sky. The rain gradually increased and turned into heavy rain before long. Rainwater gathered on the city streets and washed the waterways. Pedestrians were rushing on the street and many people were drenched because they did not have time to prepare umbrellas. Grayson cautiously asked the president, "Mr. Ares, it's raining. Do you still want to go to the Rainbow Flyover tonight?" Jay stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his handsome face as cold as usual. "No rain, hail, or shine will be an obstacle."

DRIP! What began as small droplets quickly turned into a relentless downpour, hammering against the windows and blurring the windshield. " This is not good," I heard Grayson mumble as he dropped his fourth bag of Cheetos. " What's wrong?" " This road gets pretty messed up when it rains." " But we're in a car. We're safe." " That's the problem. This road is pretty steep, and once it rains, the water can push the car down. You do not want to be inside when that happens."

​The rain in Crestview didn’t just fall; it punished. It was a cold, rhythmic assault that turned the city’s soot-stained streets into a labyrinth of grey slush. It hammered against the cracked, salt-crusted windows of the bus station, mirroring the frantic, shattered rhythm of Elara Vance’s heart. Each drop sounded like a gavel striking a desk, pronouncing a sentence she wasn't ready to serve.

The rain came without warning. It wasn’t the kind of gentle drizzle that softened the world into poetry. It was heavy and relentless, like the sky itself had decided it couldn’t hold back anymore. The streets of Harlem shimmered under the downpour, pedestrians scattering beneath awnings, taxis honking louder than usual, and neon lights reflecting in kaleidoscopic puddles.

Lucas POV Rain doesn’t just fall. It performs. Each drop lands with its own note. Outside, the bigger ones slap the pavement in hard, flat bursts, like a drummer who doesn’t know when to stop. Smaller drops race down the café window, some fast and clean, others dragging behind, merging, swallowing each other whole before sliding out of sight. The gutter above is offbeat, spitting water in crooked streams, pooling by the curb in circles that ripple, overlap, collapse.

Maybe if I focused on counting my steps, I wouldn’t cry. One … two … three … Suddenly the sky looked heavy, like it wanted to rain, “oh god please not today” I whispered Then it did, it seems my prayers fell to the ground, a scold drop hit my cheek. Just one at first. Then another. Then lots more. The skies opened fully, and the rain fell in sheets thick enough to drown me and whatever I had left on today. Paint dripped down my neck in colorful streams, mixing with the rain, sticky and cold as it glued my shirt to my skin.

"Thank you for your cooperation,Diamond Company." *GLASS SHATTERED* While Rain was holding the glass of wine he was drinking his hand slipped out to it and the glass met the floor which shattered in pieces and he suddenly felt a shiver down to his spine which the others rush to help him and clean out the glass' pieces. "Are you alright,Mr.Rain?"Sam asked as Rain just froze in his spot as he then mumbled out. "Something's not right.."

Chapter 2. Arrangement It has begun to rain. The water cascaded against the glass window like waterfalls. While nature moved outside and people were being drenched, I was frozen solid in front of Uno, wondering if I heard her right. Though we were ensconced in the restaurant, and the rain was nothing but a backdrop, I could still smell it coming from her.

A D A M It's been raining for days now. The rain keeps pouring out day and night, leaving me always cold and crumpled up in my bedroom for a week. So I haven't been outside the city until tonight when I decided to grab some coffee instead of ordering it online.