The Stranger in the Rain
A Contemporary Romance
Chapter 1: A Storm and a Stranger
The rain poured in sheets, drenching the city streets.
Emma pulled her coat tighter, cursing herself for forgetting an umbrella.
She ducked under the nearest awning—a tiny bookstore on Fifth Avenue.
And that’s when she saw him.
A tall, dark-haired man, standing beside her.
Soaked. Shivering. And reading a book like the rain didn’t exist.
She tried not to stare.
But then—
He glanced up.
And smiled.
Chapter 2: A Shared Moment
“You’re soaked,” Emma blurted.
The stranger laughed. “So are you.”
His voice was deep, smooth—like something out of a movie.
Emma rolled her eyes. “Forgot my umbrella.”
He grinned. “I lost mine in the wind.”
For a moment, they stood in silence.
The rain fell.
The world blurred.
And it felt like they were the only two people in the city.
Chapter 3: The Book That Started It All
Emma glanced at the book in his hands.
“Pride and Prejudice?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.
He smirked. “It’s a classic.”
“Are you a Darcy or a Bingley?”
“Darcy,” he said, eyes twinkling. “But only on rainy days.”
Emma laughed.
And just like that—
The storm didn’t feel so bad anymore.
Chapter 4: A Coffee and a Name
The rain finally slowed.
The stranger turned to her.
“How about a coffee?”
Emma hesitated.
He was a stranger.
But something about him felt... safe.
She smiled.
“Only if you tell me your name first.”
He grinned.
“Noah.”
And just like that—
A love story began.
Epilogue: A Kiss in the Rain
Months later, it rained again.
Emma stood outside the same bookstore.
Only this time—
She wasn’t alone.
Noah wrapped his arms around her.
“I think I like the rain now,” she whispered.
He smirked. “You love the rain.”
And then—
Right there, under the stormy sky—
He kissed her.
Because some love stories don’t start with fireworks.
Sometimes, they begin with rain, books, and a stranger who isn’t a stranger anymore.