Rainy Stories

They weren't born criminals...they became them,slowly,messily,together...

Mara Reed has built her life around keeping it small. She works from home, avoids crowds, and moves through the quiet New England town of Greyhaven along carefully chosen routes, preserving routines that limit contact and reduce risk. To most people, she appears withdrawn-perhaps a little strange, but harmless. What they do not see is how deliberately her life has been constructed to remain unseen. When a sudden death places her in the path of a police investigation, Mara is drawn into the orbit of Detective Jonah Cross, a man she cannot read in the ways she has learned to read everyone else. Around him, something in her perception goes silent. The world grows quieter. Safer. Wrong. As Mara becomes entangled in a series of violent crimes, she is pulled into the investigation as an unwilling asset, offering insights she cannot explain and refuses to justify. The closer she grows to Jonah, the more she realizes that their proximity shields her from what she has spent years avoiding-while placing others directly in harm's way. Bound by secrets neither of them can fully name, Mara and Jonah navigate a growing intimacy that threatens to unravel both the case and the fragile equilibrium that has kept her alive. In a town where death leaves echoes behind, some absences are more dangerous than any ghost.

A new person, one wish granted. They just have to stay with him.. expect if they refuse they don't have a choice. Or one to live.

Previously know as baarish.. Now-bookish love/ hate He has the talent to show things from his perceptive...through this compelling way of telling stories...and conveying them through writing books. On the other hands-she doesn't even look at books, She's irritated by him in almost every way possible..-by his hazel-greenish curious eyes, by his dark black smooth tousled hair, by his strong yet attractive facial features...by his melodically husky voice, and most importantly his calming and charming personality. But he's anything but irritated by her...he's curious about her-that why this girl doesn't like books and most importantly him! Join this bookish love/ hate journey and find out more... Recommended: Give it a try to this book-you never know you may like it! 😁

Po lants

Amid a torrential storm, Robert and Emily find themselves on a treacherous mountain road. The rain blinds them, and the car skids out of control at the notorious curve. Their vehicle crashes, leaving them injured and stranded. But the real horror awaits-the figure haunting the cliff's edge, a tormented soul who beckons them toward an eternal fate. Robert faces an impossible choice: stay with Emily or leap into the abyss with the ghostly figure. The Desolate Curve devours souls, and now they're trapped in its malevolent grip.

She made him love Thursdays.

the days went by and it only rained.

Dil Ki Battein Lafzon Me Keh Do Na

((please dont get triggered at the capitals, im writing in a lower case aesthetic.)) here's a thunderstorm infired oneshot.

Hi everyone!! This is my first fanfic on wattpad!! This is my interpretation of what happened between jimin and jungkook on the day they fought with each other in the practice studio - don't read if you don't ship jikook romantically. Peace♡

Is he okay? Am I right and will the rain stop? You will see in this mistery story (; *it is not a love story but I think it's still interesting hihi* I wanna know your opinions so write a comment, please ❤️‍🔥

Two and Three rainy Day fic :p (cross-posted on ao3) (Edit, 28/10/2024: Hey guys part two of the story that did not actually happen in the actual universe this took in just got posted!!!! Tho I posted it first in ao3 but shhhh)

This is a romance story that i am currently working on. if you like it please feel free to join my discord: https://discord.gg/Puy3P2pMzE If you really love it please consider supporting me.

Dive into the world of PinUp! Writing has been a great way to get to know your original characters, you can find all type of scenarios here, I currently have one chapter written so... you might have to stick with it for a while.

prose for those dull silvery days and nights