The Raindrops Love

The Raindrops Love

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Life has never truly been easy for Blake, or Rainelle. They both know love and loss all too well. When Rainelle and her older brother Rio leave their home and past behind them, Rainelle gets 2 new roommates, Blake and his younger sister Brianna. They've left their past behind them too. It takes a while for Rainelle to adjust to her new life. But just when she's well and truly left the past behind her, Blake discovers the truth about their past. They're somehow intertwined. Blake blames Rainelle for the worst thing that ever happened to him and Brianna. On top of all the basic drama, of course, there's a secret. A supernatural secret. Rainelle has her's, and Blake has his. How will they react when they both find out the full truth about the other? **** "We'll be fine Rio, he won't find us. I promise." **** "We'll move there, would you like that Bri?" **** The tears were streaming down my cheeks, I couldn't bare to see him like this. "But Blake I couldn't do-" he cut me off. "Just don't Rainelle." He said sternly. "Y-you never call me that...." I stammered. "Blake please don't blame her." Brianna walked in, clutching her teddy. She looked up at Blake, her blue eyes twinkling. "Please Blake. You and I both know she couldn't have done anything." She shook her head at her big brother. After about 5 minutes of silence, Blake finally spoke. "I'm going out. Don't wait up." He walked out the door and slammed it behind him. **** "Y-y-you..... You can't be..... No... Ray it's just not-" "It is possible, and it is true. Blake you don't know my life story, but you will find, it's practically the same as the one from the prophecy." ".... Well, if you really are the girl from the prophecy, that makes me....." "The Resurrection Angel, yeah....."
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Unable to resist any longer, I closed the distance, pressing my lips gently against his. Our pace was slow at first, but then he lost control, and his kiss became rougher, more urgent. He pulled me onto his lap, straddling him. "Has anyone touched you here before?" Blake broke the kiss, his voice impossibly low as he lightly brushed his thumb across my hardened nipple. Ripples of pleasure coursed through me, and my groin began to throb, my underwear soaked with desire. My breath hitched from his touch, and I shook my head. He let out a light growl and pinched my nipple harder. "Has anyone touched these before?" he repeated. I whimpered, "No... no one but you." Blake let out a deep growl and kissed me roughly again. I was consumed by him. I tore my lips from his to suck in a much-needed breath. I could feel his arousal straining against my leg, his breathing heavy. _______________________________________________________ My name is Elara Whittingham. I am seventeen and have magical abilities. That may sound amazing, but my life is anything but sunshine and rainbows. You see, my parents are wanted criminals. They seek power and magical items to enhance their power to take over the world. As for me, I'm their only child and a disgrace to them as I don't agree with them. I've refused to use my magic around them for them. And suffer the consequences. One day, I build up the courage to run away and meet someone who helps me get into a magic academy, where my life begins to look up. I make friends, create enemies, and fall in love. Professor Blake Wade. Not only did he save me, but he is everything I could ever want or need in life. Without him, I don't know what would have become of me. But my life's not that easy. What happens when my past begins to catch up to me? When my lies began to crumble? When the truth of my identity is finally revealed? Will everyone I love still accept me?

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