Bitter And Sweet Novels & Stories

Drake didn’t answer her and held her hand, who was hugging him. “Some chocolates are filled with sweetness. some are balanced, but some are bitter because there is no sugar added. But do you know where they all came from? They all came from bitterness. One's life isn’t a life if he doesn’t experience the bitterness of living. Still, just like chocolate, there would be a time when it would expire. We can do nothing but accept that fact and move on.” Kianna keeps silent. She was surprised to hear Drake say those words. It isn’t like him to use such words. Still, his words help her think in a positive way.

Her boyfriend was there, supporting her and motivating her but truth to be told, Adrija lost interest in him and this caused him to lean towards Kanan who was available to give her shoulder and body to him and Kanan got success in capturing the heart of him. But after recovering her throat and stopped taking medicines, Adrija observed that something was wrong with her tastebuds. She paid extra attention to this matter for three months and what she got completely broke her again. To Adrija, All the food tasted the same- BITTER. Sugar was BITTER. Rice was BITTER, and even water was BITTER. Chapati was BITTER Everything was tasteless.

Still, the sweet smile and warm eyes were unfazed. “Spicy” he mumbled without moving his gaze off her “Yeah… you are right, like a jalapeno” Joseph followed Mike’s eye line, looking at Sarah too. Odd, father and son have the same taste in women. Mike smirked and looked back at his dad “Mine is wasabi”

Accompanied by a really bitter smile. In the past, Evie's late grandfather had told her to drink the coffee without sugar that she used to drink, Evie was surprised by the fact how bitter the coffee was. Her grandfather smiled seeing Evie's expression that couldn't stand the coffee the bitterness. Now she knew what was bitterer than her grandfather's coffee: Grace's smile then. Grace's congratulations to work were like the words, "It's good to have a tough job." On her head. Grace and her friends disappeared around a bend in the classroom hallway, close to the first grade room.

The first half of my life had been filled with indulgence, while the second half was filled with despair—and even death felt painful. My chest grew heavy, and a wave of nausea surged from my stomach to my throat. I have barely been able to eat recently. I retched a few times, spitting out only some bitter red fluid. Then a sharp pain pierced my brain again. I gritted my teeth and forced myself to endure it, but the intensity made it difficult to resist. A metallic taste filled my mouth. My once straight back finally bent under the weight of endless pain and despair. I really couldn’t hold on any longer.

The sad part was that I'd indeed fallen for those underhanded tactics more times than I could count. When I didn't touch the soup, he inched closer with a playful smile. "Are you waiting for me to feed you? Are you still mad at me?" I quickly put some distance between us, repulsed by his attempts at sweetness. Once he realized I wasn't reacting the way I used to, his embarrassment turned to anger. "Cassandra, are you still not over it? Don't tell me you're still suspicious of my relationship with Olivia. I've already told you countless times that Olivia's my niece!

Is cocktail drink always this unpleasant? This tasted so bitter! I guessed Chris understood the oblivious side of me as his face was beamed with a wicked smirk. “Hot down the throat, right?” He asked before emptying another content into my glass. Damn it! I’ve always thought these darn alcoholic drinks would have a sweet taste to them but no! It's just a fucking bitter crap. “How do you guys manage having this like it’s some sort of water? It’s damn bitter” I murmured, squeezing my face in disgust as its taste lingered on my throat.

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 , 𝑰𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 "

"The ones who can endure bitterness are the strong ones." Mr. Ziegler fumed. "You child, why are your words so full of wisdom?" "Actually, this medicine doesn't have to be bitter. I was afraid you wouldn't like it to be sweet, so I purposely made it bitter." Mr. Ziegler was stunned. "Why didn't you make it sweet?!" His reaction was quite like a petulant child, making Yaslyn suppress a smile. "That's because when I examined you, I found two cavities."

Only one way to find out… "James?" "Yes, sweetheart." Sweetheart. His sweetheart. "Bite me. I need to feel you. I want you." "Grace." A groan. "You tempt me. I shouldn’t. Tell me to stop, or I wouldn’t be able to stop myself." He hissed.