Year Of The Black Rainbow の小説・ストーリー

, I said. "You dare not think that way Damien Black. She need a normal life. She isn't a caged bird.", Rain said angrily. Quite offended by what I said. I looked in her direction and was blown away. I knew Rain was beautiful but at that moment she looked breathtaking. The rays of sun were directly falling on her platinum blonde hair making them shine like diamonds. Her pale skin had a red tint on it because of the fury she held. Making her look all more magnificent. I could see the slight frickle near her nose making her look cute. Her blue eyes were lively. Deeper than the depths of the ocean. Holding a sort of pain that she was yet to share. In all she looked like an angel without a halo.

too far from this site, on the top of the hill and take a deep breath in fresh air. After 2 minutes of it, I again move towards my mansion and start ran within 5 of minutes I reached in my mansion. A beautiful mansion which I built for myself and that place which give me peace, relief, calm and everything which I can’t able to find in this fussy1 world. The beautiful colors of this house, the beautiful garden and every flower which I plant by my hands, I remember everything that how I build this mansion. I came into my mansion and a large door open; I just press my thumb on the right-side wall of my mansion and now my magic is started, all the black colors of my mansion turned into the beau

I don't know how long it took him to open his mouth and say: "The Rainbow Color collection was designed a year ago, but before it could be released, I had an accident." Hearing that, she immediately remembered the event that year Drkov Group held a press conference and said it would launch a new product designed by the CEO himself, but before it could be launched, he had an accident, even though His accident is still very mysterious to the public. The press didn't know about it and no one mentioned this product afterward.

James Streamer stared at the beautiful landscape, a mile away from him. His wispy blonde hair protruded from his brown trilby and covered some parts of his thick brownish eyes that were stretching to catch a glimpse at the beautiful terrain of Umuise. The year was 1873, more than a decade before the partition of Africa in a Berlin conference between 15 November 1884 – 26 February 1885. The meeting that saw the dark continent shredded into pieces and given to fellow European brothers.

Far above, the sky was already beginning to dim at the edges, like a lid lowering over an eye that didn’t sleep. On the threshold, Kaelira paused and spoke not to Zevran or Taren but to the world itself. “When the Black Moon rises,” she said, “let it watch.” And then, without looking back, she added the only promise that felt like truth: “We’re coming for you.” The arch shivered. The Court’s gates loomed. Somewhere ahead, a war-scar smiled. The bond thrummed once—thin, fierce, alive. And the three of them walked into winter.

He wasn't aquatinted with fashion and he didn't understand how things worked. He just watched as slender ladies swayed majestically through the columns and other people were taking pictures. He wondered if Ketra's turn was already done and hoped she was still backstage. A moment of silence came in as reporters turned their cameras towards the backstage exit as a tall slender figure appeared in black with lights turned down to dim. Rain's nostrils flared as he caught a merry sweet scent of Vanilla-mint and he could feel his wolf wagging its tail happily. What a blessing!

“Fine, I’m in. Which club do we hit first?” The room erupted. James whooped like he’d just won a championship ring, clapping me on the back so hard I nearly stumbled. Someone started blasting music from their phone, and the whole place turned into a makeshift locker room rave as everyone rushed to change, cologne spraying in clouds, shirts being swapped out mid-sentence, and someone yelling about hair gel. It was chaos, but the kind that made you forget what was really bothering you. I threw on a black button-up, rolled the sleeves to my elbows, and tried not to overthink it. Just look good. Blend in. Forget.

“They keep quiet because they’re not as plentiful as wolves or big cats. That, and they’re prey animals.” “And someone is kidnapping them? Didn’t that happen before, when a company was capturing shifters to experiment on?” “That company is gone. We destroyed their facilities, rooted out the people who were doing it. But there’s still a black market for kidnapped shifters, and we think the shifter traders have found new customers. Vampires.” Simmon’s long fingers steeple. He doesn’t move when Sheridan drops this bombshell. Instead, he waits a moment as if making sure she’s finished talking, then stirs. “And what would vampires want with kidnapped shifters?”

'' When I opened my eyes the bright light blinded my vision for sometime but soon the white light started seeping in different colours. I looked around and I was awestruck. I found myself standing on this cliff overlooking the slow but study sunset. The sky was painted with a beautiful dance of colours. Purple, yellow, pink and fiery orange streaked the sky above. The mighty sun cowered behind the gigantic waterfall cascading down the rocks. The water was a bold turquoise. Birds swam through the air soaring higher and higher. Different shades of green sprawled across the whole landscape with tints of reds and magenta scattered within the vegetation. Some colours I had no idea existed probabl

As the black rain continued to fall, the sense of tension in the room lingered and never dissipated, a constant reminder of the unpredictable nature of the world they now inhabited. In Brandon's mind, as he hugged his lover, a certain memory from his past life came into his mind. He remembered that when it all started, there was indeed a black rain pouring over the whole country. Those who got weak in just an hour all had a fever. Some of them died and became mindless creatures, and some of them obtained abilities. Those who haven't managed before the end of the world or right after the end of the world, this is the chance for them to have the ability.