When Rain Fell Unseen Novels & Stories

Over three years, I called the police on Julian Prescott 188 times to force him to marry me. When he left me burning with fever to see his first love, I reported him missing. When that same woman summoned him to fix her plumbing in the middle of the night, I tipped off the vice squad. After the last trip to the police station, I asked whether he'd finally had enough of me. He was silent for a long time before answering. "I promised my father I'd take care of you. I'm going to keep that promise." Then came the day we climbed a snowy mountain together. An avalanche trapped us, and Julian shielded me with his body. A boulder crushed half of him. Feverish and close to death, I looked at him,

Morning follows night is a sure phrase.So it went with Enkanasa village,on a soft June day,and drought could be smelt in the air.July cold would be coming in soon to envelop the face of the earth.Cows would smell rain from far,and lift their noses in anticipation.The air was filled with anxiety and the village got up to an amazing new chant that rendered the air,women clinging to top notch voices,singing a song of birth.Small children would be given sugar to lick and small sips of milk as an approval of the new birth.It was a big surprise to the villagers,as they moved out to see who the new guest was.

However, I did not get any response. In despair, I lay down on the book and stared blankly into the skies, watching as raindrops poured endlessly from above. My eyelids were getting heavy, but just as I couldn’t fight the exhaustion and was about to close my eyes, I glimpsed a shadow that appeared in a flash in the water, and the entire gondola shook.

Chloe's POV I cautiously surveyed my surroundings, my eyes struggling to pierce through the impenetrable darkness accentuated by the torrential downpour. The heavy rain obscured visibility to near-zero levels, creating an ideal atmosphere for concealment. Above, the tumultuous sky roared with thunder and dazzling flashes of lightning, further intensifying the ominous ambiance. In the midst of this, a voice expressed frustration, breaking the tense silence. It was Vanessa, her face adorned with annoyance as she battled the raindrops splashing on her skin. Curious, I discreetly glanced at her, raising an eyebrow in response to her mood.

The rain, relentless in its downpour, seemed to wash away any sense of security they had once held. Silent glances were exchanged between the guards, their eyes reflecting a mix of determination and uncertainty. Their flashlights pierced through the inky darkness, illuminating the path ahead as they pressed forward, determined to uncover the truth behind the mysterious driver and the twisted web of secrets that had entangled them all. The rain continued to cascade down, its steady rhythm punctuated by the guards' hurried footsteps. Conversation was kept to a minimum, whispers of dialogue intermingled with the sound of droplets hitting the soaked ground.

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.

XAVIER STORM I watched as the rain fell steadily outside, the cool droplets running down the glass panes of my office windows. The storm had been relentless earlier, but now the rain had begun to fade away, leaving the world outside damp and glistening under the gray sky. There was no call from Sunny. No call from Dante either. I wanted to be there, to see how things unfolded in real time, but all I could do was wait. The silence gnawed at me.

The rain fell in heavy sheets, casting a gray stillness over the world. Everything outside seemed muted, softened by the downpour. Nature drank deeply in silence, broken only by the rhythm of raindrops and the distant sound of tires splashing through puddles. Aria stepped out of the hospital, her footsteps slow and unhurried, as if the weight inside her matched the sky above. She didn’t look back — she couldn't. She needed air, space, anything but the sterile walls and the face she could no longer bear to see.

Something that smelled exactly like… Blood? To be sure, he sneaked a peek down and– “Shit!” he mumbled silently. Drew was never supposed to see him this way. Earlier, he had deliberately refused to use gloves. Call him a psychopath or worse—a twisted individual—but he wanted to have a direct feel of Leo's face, to sense the contours of his jaw. And since that wasn't possible, he could only picture the moment in his mind, replaying it on the bag . Rex's eyes flicked up to meet Drew's again. In that instant, Drew's face crumpled, and he burst into tears .

Just leaned into that moment, into the feeling of being seen without having to perform. Outside, the sky opened. Rain streaked down the glass like melted silver. But inside the boutique, nothing broke. We stood still. Side by side. Steady as the storm.