Rain Stories

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

What if Rain brain was like a child? What if Phayu fell for that child? What if this can be cured but his parents don't? What if Phayu makes a deal?

"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.

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:

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.

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.

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

Seher 'Shaadi is for fools' Batra meets Agastya 'Love is for idiots' Shekhawat at their peak teenage who just care about friendship and career. Five years later the squad- Seher, Agastya, Rama and Rishikesh reunite for a college reunion forcing them to face their lingering, unresolved feelings and choose between Love, Career and Frienship as this reunion sparks old flames. Embarked on this GenZ story about Love, Friendship, Career, Passion and self discovery

❝ 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

Rain, an adventurer, embarks on thrilling escapades full of action and fantasy. Join him on his exciting journey as he explores uncharted realms and faces challenges head-on.

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

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.

theres this guy whos missing (not really)

#1 in Instruments (02/20/26) #3 in Anxious (02/20/26) #1 in YouandMe (05/02/26) "Spotty." I say without hesitation. "Spotty?" "Yes." I look over at him, demonstrating with my hands, "She had spots. Well...a spot. But still. Spots. So, Spotty." I smile, bringing my hands together, "Cute name, huh?" He bites his bottom lip, "Yep...cute." Looking down at the ground, he whispers, "Like you..." My eyes widen, "What?" "That's true." He says a bit louder, clearing his throat, "Very cute name..." But I thought he said- Maybe not... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He reminded her of the FOREST. She reminded him of the RAIN. They'd only spoken a handful of times, but every moment they shared was one they'd never forgotten. He was so sure of his feelings 'til that day. It was sudden. And after that chance encounter, it confirmed what he thought was just a crush that'd eventually fade away, to be something else. Now, he knew that she was so much more special to him than he had ever thought. She wasn't sure what had happened that day. It was unexpected. He was so kind and so gentle, and they were mere acquaintances. More surprisingly, she didn't know why she'd felt so comfortable around him so easily. Let alone so quickly. Who knew sitting at a bus stop could lead to so much?

"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

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.

sketchbook එකක සිතුවම් වුණු ආදර අන්දරය

Rainy night. Ruins. A sound from the sewers that belongs to no living thing. Eight hunters, one iron can, a crossing with no way out. Ammunition spent, power drained, retreat cut off. Before dawn, they heard something. -Not the Abyssals.

WHEN RAIN FELL ONCE MORE | YEARNER SERIES 3 Celestine Rain Zamora, a smart top student in her class. Grade 11, humss student who has always tried to keep her life simple that was until Dylan Pierce Vergara transfer to their school. Lihim na nahulog ang loob ni Rain kay Dylan, at hindi niya inaakalang magiging sila pero agad rin silang naghiwalay dahil mas pinili ni Rain ang scholarship na inalok sa kaniya ng magulang ni Dylan para hiwalayan ang anak nila. But destiny really knows how to play its game. Lumipat si Dylan sa university kung saan nag-aaral si Rain. Kahit anong iwas niya, hindi niya maikakaila sa sarili niya na mahal pa rin niya si Dylan hanggang sa nagkabalikan sila. They knew Dylan's family was watching, so they kept their relationship a secret. Hanggang sa dumating ang hindi inaasahan na itinuloy ang arranged marriage ni Dylan sa ibang babae. Bago ang graduation ni Rain, nalaman niyang buntis siya. Pero sa halip na sabihin kay Dylan, pinili niyang itago ito sa kaniya. Pagkalipas ng ilang taon, muli silang pagtatagpuin ng tadhana. Malalaman kaya ni Dylan ang tungkol sa anak nila? Kaya pa ba nilang itama ang lahat?

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?