When Rain Falls (UNDER REVISION)

When Rain Falls (UNDER REVISION)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Dec 5, 2011
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Romance
When Isabella Formatis was little, she loved everything about the rain, everything about nature and the world. But on a stormy day, when rain was falling Isa and her family get into a strange and terrible car accident. The accident left her with no Mom and her Dad in a wheel chair. Now, as a teenager, Isa doesn't remember her love for the rain, all she remembers is how much she hates everything about nature, especially anything about rain. Then she finds a beautiful necklace with her name mysteriously engraved on it. While that night she has a strange dream. These clues are some of her first clues to figuring out who she really is and how powerful she could be. Isa must piece together the clues before the fact of who she really is, hurts the very people she loves the most. Although she is disconnected from everything now, she doesn't know it, but Isa is and always will be connected to everything she thought she hated.
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