Rainy Stories

No one is born a criminal,this broken world is the thing that creates them. These four became criminals slowly and messily,but they became them together.

After years of living in London, Rose Martel moves back to her old home in Birmingham. But since the war things have changed. The Shelby's have changed. After parting ways and trying to move on both Rose and John can't admit that their still in love with each other. How will it all pan out when Tommy also has feelings for her? With danger and uncertainty at every turn, will they ever get their happy ending? ------------------------- I do not any of the Characters (apart from Rose and any other made-up character) All rights go the rightful owner of Peaky Blinders.

If you're lost and far from home, are you willing to venture unfamiliar roads? - Hi! This is my first published one-shot story. As a newbie, I'm still learning and feedback/criticisms will help me improve! Please leave comment/s on which aspect/s of writing I am still lacking, compliments are welcome, too! Thank you ❤️

À Ohara, paisible village niché près de Kyoto, Hanae travaille dans la pâtisserie familiale tout en rêvant secrètement de partir étudier l'architecture dans une grande ville. Mais la peur de décevoir les siens la paralyse. Tout bascule lorsqu'elle fait la rencontre de Sōta. Venu de la capitale pour s'offrir une vie paisible, le jeune homme apprécie le calme de ce village qu'Hanae cherche désespérément à quitter...

Violet Carter has always loved cemeteries, but she doesn't believe in ghosts. When she leaves behind the sunny coast of California for the forgotten Southern town of Hawthorne Cove, she expects boredom, not mystery. But when she finds sanctuary in the town's old cemetery beneath the shadow of the willows, she encounters a man who should not exist. Not quite mortal, not quite ghost, and somehow, he knows her name. William Ashby sacrificed everything for the people he loved most-and now he guards a realm hidden from the living. Some boundaries were never meant to be broken. Or were they?

In a rain-soaked coffee shop, Sophie finds solace-until her gaze lands on a hooded boy sketching in the corner. Mysterious and distant, he seems to carry secrets that pull her in. As their paths intertwine, whispers of lies and danger surfaces, drawing Sophie into a web of mystery she can't resist. Each clue unravels truths that blur the lines between trust and fear, love and betrayal. In a world where everyone hides something, can Sophie uncover his secrets-or will they consume her?

A huge crash echos... Aoi looks and sees something abnormal

A story about a cute couple

Dave Hutchins, Private Eye, always seems to know exactly who committed crimes. This piece is a revision of a draft of the same name in "Creative Mistakes in Poetry and Prose (Shit I was Forced to Write)" and was turned in as my final piece in a Creative Writing class. This is a one shot.

For some people, happiness is a warm puppy, or a soft, fuzzy kitten. Being with friends... That's okay. But for me-sometimes-I like being alone, walking in a soft rain on a cloudy gray day. Sitting alone in an empty room reading a ghost story... That's my idea of happiness.

This is a short story about three freinds who have a tree house that they built when they were little girls and how they had a visit by two sisters in the woods on a rainy day. Was it real? Was it a dream? Let's fine out. For now this story is finish. I might make more chapters it just depends. If you guys would like to read more of the story comment and like please.💜

HITAUS (Warning : Gay relations, yaoi, age-difference) Satoura Akiyo is 15 years old and master of a large lonely Japanese estate. His only family is his staff, and no affection is given. Akiyo is sick, mentally sick. Mamoru Kenta is a 20 man looking for work. Kenta happens to get a job as Akiyo's personal assistant. He meets the boy and instantly wants to break the walls and prison that shrouds the weak boy... but can he open the boy's heart, mind, and even soul? _ HITAUS

in Lierah's eyes she's a nobody. Just some nerd with the red hair. But to Henry she is the most beautiful girl in school but will he make her see this by the time she gives up on....well..... everything? These are her thoughts.

Her body lay, a awkward, bloody mess on the floor. Emilie York was only 11 when her lifeless body was found in the girls bathroom at Balgowlah Heights primary. This was a murder.people tried to convince us otherwise. No one believed them, even themselves. When the waters rise and the entire school floods, leaving one class trapped, will the class figure it out before it's too late? Or will they tear each other apart?

Here are some short poems I was inspired to write. They're based on the weather, things that make me happy sad, etc., things that have happened to me or that I believe happen to everyone, and probably some more topics. I've organized the chapters to read for when you feel like reading a certain poem when you're in a certain mood by titling them "for when those...", "for when you feel...": stuff like that. I'll update once a week :D All poems are my original concepts and ideas. Please give credit and acknowledgment. I hope you guys enjoy! Thank you very much! ~Petite

Is he okay? Am I right and will the rain stop? You will see in this mistery story (; *it is not a love story but I think it's still interesting hihi* I wanna know your opinions so write a comment, please ❤️‍🔥

Follow a story through a young adult named hazel Adams aka yuyu umbra in her rough journey of new friends,self discovery,love,and forgiveness in one specific video game...The elder scrolls 5, Skyrim. I dont own skyrim or the Elderscrolls.

A poem for my amazing internet friend~ Mia :') Happy Anniversary <3 Hope you like it :)