Raindrops Stories

She doesn't fall in love ..... she controls love ...... Moon se-rin ....... . . . Inspired by Dear X

The Rain Diary follows the life of a teenage girl named Lily who finds a unique beauty and comfort in rain and writes about it. Different incidents of her life are connected to rain in some way or the other, may it be falling in love, feeling nostalgic and pondering over childhood memories, overcoming fears, acknowledging the ironies of life and much much more! It's not just about the rain, it's about her life! People don't give much thought when it rains, but Lily, a curious girl, has a special spot in her heart just for rain. It may not always be a good experience, but yet, every experience holds a meaning and value, a special significance, that makes it unique and distinguishable, rain being common to them all. So let's see the rain how Lily sees it, with a newfound depth and admiration for it!

Nefes, trapped in an abusive marriage, runs away and ends up in a small village. There, she meets Tahir, a man fighting his own grief. Despite feeling a connection, Nefes is scared to involve Tahir in her dangerous situation. However, Tahir's unwavering determination to protect her gives her the strength to fight back against her abusive husband. As they navigate their emotions and work towards a better future, Nefes and Tahir's bond grows stronger, and they realize they were meant to find each other. Only the charters are inspired by a Turkish series called "sen anlat Karadeniz" But the story is not.

This is a collection of stories, written based on a couple images. These stories were written when I felt a certain way and they're probably not that good. I'm just *trying* to be a better writer. They'll be updated whenever I feel like it<3

Sorry any one who has followed this story so far, it means a lot to me. However as you have already noticed this story has taken a turn for the worst. So to make up for this mishap I will write another fanfiction that follows Canon but thaty just starts a little earllier. The main character will still be Ginny. Its titled: My Insane Reality. I may or may not continue this story in the future but for now I need to start fresh. Love, nonamefangirl

Fleeting moments between two people amidst monsoon's constancy. Not exactly strangers, but not acquaintances either. Just there; each existing in their own orbit while occasionally passing one another. Such passings so hazy that they're nothing but extras in each other's lives. Unimportant enough to remain unnamed. Their orbits began colliding, with hardly any care about their knowledge of one another, how those moments enclosed yet remaining untouched under raindrops made memories, and how those memories formed the reveries they'd relish in their reality, is what this story presents.

His wife. Abandoned him, left him to live without the love of his life. Dead. Buried three feet under. How can he move on? How can he and their... His daughter live their lives? More importantly when will Olivia move on?? Afterall a mother is never separated from their family for long...

A poem that I wrote. Pictures are found on Google. No copyright intended.

For the past two years, Wangji has thought of Wei Ying. But today, he's longing for him even more. Cover art: 乌索Yu https://m.weibo.cn/u/2644078124?jumpfrom=weibocom

Baarish mei hum💘

Another chance to love

"I decided to open the door of the funeral house." I hope you enjoy this.

The story of what I really think of rain in my own way... (( I'm only 12 by the way guys so this might be lame but...))

For all those rain lovers out there. xx "The rain reminds me so much of you cause it is falling hard, and I am too."

From the raindrop forming, to it's sacrifice of leaving the abode of the clouds to present it as a gift to the people on land- the poem verses it all out.

On a normal stormy night,taehyung wouldn't expect anything new or peculiar,but what he stumbles upon is something he could find hard to imagine,something so perfect and sweet,something so delicate that's already been broken into pieces