Rain Stories

မိုးဖြစ်စေတဲ့ တိမ်တချို့ကို ကျွန်တော်အားကျပါတယ် ကျွန်တော်ကတော့ ပြယ်လွင့်ရမယ့် တိမ်တစ်စပါပဲ ( သူမဆိုတဲ့ စကားလုံးဟာ မြန်မာအဘိဓာန်မှာ မရှိတာသိရက် စာရေးသူကခေါင်းမာမာနဲ့ထုတ်ခဲ့တဲ့ စာအုပ်လေးပါ ထွက်ရှိခဲ့တဲ့ခုနှစ်ကတော့ 2020 ခုနှစ်ပါ )

"She feared him once. She trusted him forever" "He wasn't her choice. He became her home" In this haveli, no love story was ever simple. Some were born from promises. Some from chaos. Some from pain, pride, and stolen moments beneath trembling hearts. But every story that entered these walls left behind a legend of its own.

Premise Rain Chantra, a quiet, soft-featured young man, is forced to take the place of his runaway sister on her wedding day. His family owes a massive debt to the powerful Korn family, and this arranged marriage was meant to secure their survival. Because Rain has delicate, feminine looks, his family disguises him as his sister and presents him as the bride. The Korn family, who barely knows the Chantra siblings, accepts the marriage without suspecting anything. But when Phayu Korn-cold, calculating, and impossibly handsome-realizes the truth after the wedding, it's already too late. He's fallen for Rain.

More of the oneshots I've written about the ghouls from the band ghost! Check out the first book if you liked this one :) These are mainly ships about the ghouls or papas, and barely anything xReader, if any at all. This is just about the characters, not the people behind the masks! Thank you so much for clicking on this book, I hope you'll have fun reading :) Started: 08.07.2025 Finished:

Rain World and all characters in it are made by Video Cult, I do not own these characters or the game. If you do not know what Rain World is, I heavily advise you do some non-spoilery research on it. Heavy spoilers for the base game and Artificer's campaign ahead. ------------------------------------- "The Rain shall fall, and so shall every scavenger in this damn wasteland" "Ok, but do we HAVE to kill them?" A story where a PACIFIST of all slugcats ends up in the decaying, rot filled wasteland known as 'Rain World'. Your frail frame and sickly nature will do you no good here, and your vow of peace is nothing but a detriment to you. Sick, starving and having a broken leg isn't the best case scenario in such a place, but when you see that tell-tale sign of another slugcat. A faint hope blossoms. Or A Pacifist (You) ends up in Rain Word and finds Artificer. Notes: You go by They/Them, so everyone can suffer while reading my story equally. Artificer is female in this fanfic. I'm sorry male Arti fans. Swear warning: The Artificer is not known to be very kind with words. Suicidal Ideation: This will also be present, incase you have trouble with this topic, it may be best you refrain from reading this. Blood and Violence: This book will not shy away from depictions of blood, due to me being pretty new to this type of story, don't expect a full blown detailed depiction of every injury, wound or malady that is present. Music: Music will be offered to you. Most of it will be ambience, with the occasional fight theme here and there. Mature Rating: The Mature rating is for the themes of death, existential dread and other issues. There won't be any seggs, don't let it fool you.

In place of Abhijeet, Daya went on dangerous mission but he lost his life in the mission. While all believed he is no more but Abhijeet, Shreya along with Tarika and Sachin did not belive the news and were set on search by themself to find Daya. As they found Daya alaive and fought thir life and brought him back with them with new journey embarked for Dareya Love story. This season is dedicated to Dareya love, how Daya will win over shreya heart while she is stubborned in her decision to move on. Along with Dareya unconditional love and Abhijeet friendship, fate will test their relations once again with twists and turns Note : High end Drama and sweet chapters.

❝ in which... Baek Noa agrees to help uncover the truth behind an illegal underground fighting network, working alongside two men who place their trust in her far too easily. To them, it's a partnership. To her, it's access. Because this was never just a search. It was something she thought she'd left behind.❞ bloodhounds s2 fanfic allen x fem oc

Jheel Verma is a CBI officer. She believes that justice is above all. Even her own family. She's confident, has an angry streak. Ruthless when required but has a soft spot only reserved for her parents. The perpetrators and criminals call her a mean bitch, but her parents and best friends know her as the kindest, most selfless person ever, only to them, that is. Abhimaan Singh Rathore is a Real Estate mogul. Wealthy, arrogant but has a sane head on his shoulders which Jheel fails to recognise. The eldest son, who shoulders the responsibility of the entire empire over the remains of his own past demons. There's just something about him that demands attention and respect. Two things his future wife would rather jump off a cliff over rather than give him. One hot afternoon, Jheel pins this wealthy man to his car for ruining her planned mission. Abhimaan Singh Rathore will forever tell his kids, that's how he met their mother. Red faced, bright eyed and an arrogant little thing, to which Jheel would always reply with: You were the arrogant one, you idiot. Don't twist facts. In a series of meets and threats, Jheel and Abhimaan find themselves more and more entangled with each other. Why? Because the Universe lacks entertainment, hence makes it a mission to get these two hard heads together. To witness the drama, the rage, the secrets and beyond it all, the delicious catastrophe which occurred every time they were face to face. And entertainment it was, for a good while before..... feelings came in. Before destruction turned to destiny. Before they learned to find a rhythm in each other's chaos. ~~ They didn't just fall in love. They waged war with it. They collided, they claimed, they consumed and they burned. And when the smoke cleared, love was all that remained, scorched into their destined souls. ~~ Tropes- 🌊God tier Slow burn ⛈️Enemies to Lovers 👑Eldest son x Eldest daughter 😠Grumpy x Grumpy 🪢♾️Forced marriage

Rain was five when he met Payu. Payu's gaze was different-almost scary for a twelve-year-old-but it didn't frighten Rain. Instead, he felt like Payu could protect him from everyone, from anything. So he did everything Payu told him to do. He believed that if Payu was telling him to do something, then it must be safe. Rain's innocence and his craving for someone strong, someone safe-a protector-made Payu human. Payu himself didn't even realize what he had become.

It started with rain. A confession that came too late. A goodbye that hurt too much. And a promise- "I'll be waiting." Two years. Different countries. Same feelings... or so they hope. Because some love stories don't end when people leave- they begin when they come back.

Lincy survives life. Sam enjoys it. Two completely different people, two completely different ways of living. When a quiet girl hiding behind silence meets a boy who finds happiness even in bad days, their ordinary 11th standard school life slowly turns into something unforgettable. Between cloudy skies, awkward conversations, laughter, and quiet moments- they may end up changing each other more than they expected.

Mumbai taught Ananya Kulkarni two things - never trust delayed trains, and never fall for someone who feels like home. Kabir Mehra was supposed to be another stranger in a coffee shop. Until he became the only part of her chaotic life she started waiting for.

There are rules to survival in this world. Don't hesitate. Don't get attached. And most importantly, don't trust anyone. Min Yoongi has followed them his entire life. But something isn't adding up. Because some monsters don't act like monsters, and some choices don't feel like choices. But now it's up to him to choose the correct side.

A short, soulful story about missed connections, rainy coffee shops, and the words we leave behind.

Kabhi kabhi zindagi me kuch rishte naam nahi maangte... Bas ek jagah maangte hain - dil me Tere Bina Main Kaun? ek deeply emotional slow-burn story hai do aise logon ki jo sirf ek exam hall me mile the Na unhone kabhi saath waqt guzara, na long calls, na dates... phir bhi unki duniya ek doosre me simat gayi Aayat - ek soft-hearted artist soul, jo apne emotions paintings aur diaries me chhupa deti hai Aariz - ek caring lekin emotionally reserved ladka, jo bina kahe Aayat ki har khamoshi samajh leta hai Emails se shuru hui unki baatein dheere dheere ek aise rishte me badal jaati hain jahan waiting bhi mohabbat lagti hai, online status sukoon deta hai, aur "Bestu" sirf ek nickname nahi... ek duniya ban jaata hai Lekin waqt ke saath: bimari, distance, responsibilities aur khamosh sacrifices unke rishte ko todne lagte hain Jab Aayat ki sehat dheere dheere usse chhodne lagti hai... tab usse sabse zyada dard bimari ka nahi, balki us insaan ke badal jaane ka hota hai jo kabhi uski poori duniya tha Ye sirf love story nahi Ye: waiting, silent pain, emotional attachment, sacrifices, aur roohani mohabbat ki kahani hai Ek aisi kahani jo shayad kabhi mukammal nahi hoti... lekin dil me hamesha zinda rehti hai 🌙 "Kuch mohabbat milkar poori nahi hoti... aur kuch bina mile hi ibadat ban jaati ha © Aarziel All Rights Reserved. "Tere Bina Main Kaun?" is an original work of fiction written by Aarziel. All characters, scenes, dialogues, artworks, concepts, emotional narratives, and storyline elements in this novel are protected under copyright law. No part of this book may be copied, reproduced, translated, reposted, adapted, distributed, or used in any form without prior written permission from the author. Unauthorized use, plagiarism, editing, or republication of this content, including paintings, cover designs, aesthetic concepts, and chapters, is strictly prohibited. This story is a personal creative work and intellectual property of the author. - Aarziel

"ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʜᴜʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪ'ʟʟ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɢᴏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ" ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ I don't own any characters, or images or the song lyrics I have used in the story. I only own the plot of this story. ©Violet Voss

In the quiet hills of Goa, where storms arrive without warning and the earth remembers every wound, journalist Anjali Mehra travels to uncover the truth behind a series of deadly landslides. There, she meets Aarav Malhotra - a reserved disaster analyst haunted by a past he cannot escape. Known by locals as the man who can "hear storms before they arrive," Aarav carries the weight of every life he couldn't save. What begins as an interview slowly turns into something deeper. Between endless rain, fragile silences, and unspoken emotions, Anjali finds herself drawn into Aarav's world - a world filled with guilt, trauma, and quiet loneliness. But as another storm approaches, both of them must decide whether to keep running from the past... or finally let themselves heal. The Rain Lily is a slow-burn emotional drama about grief, survival, love, and the people who stay even after the storm has passed.

She thought it was just a dream. A temple. A rain. A feeling she couldn't explain. But then he appeared. In two different worlds... yet somehow the same. Rudra Shukla didn't feel like a stranger. He felt like a memory she never lived. And the more she tried to ignore it... the more both worlds started to collide. 🌧️ Some connections don't begin. They return.

Alexis was always gifted ever since her birth. For Alexis her life has never been easy. Always running from different places due to her not being accepted by humans or her own kind she has never truly had a place to call home. She has always blessed with beauty and a strong will. Even with her grace and beauty she has never truly known love. What will happen now when she runs into Toboe? What will happen? Read on to find out. I OWN NOTHING BUT MY OC DESCRIPTION AND MAKING THIS STORY!

Sanvi Sharma's life was simple-school, books, and quiet routines. Until Aarav walked in. One smile, one teasing comment... and suddenly, the corridors of Ivy League Girls' School feel different. Slow-burn romance, rainy afternoons, and all the little moments that make your heart skip... Will Sanvi keep hiding her feelings, or will love find its way through the rain?