Bitter Feelings Novels & Stories

I screamed angrily. Camila was in tears, and as I heard her sob, I waited for the other girls to appear. But no one showed up after a few minutes. "What do you demand, Camila? I am completely exhausted. Can you bully or prank me tomorrow instead?" I can't deal with her right now. I'm not feeling well, and my heart is aching. I wanted to punch someone or release these disturbing emotions I'm experiencing right now. Then my mind doesn't help when it flashes back to the earlier flirting scene between Olivia and Will. I want to murder someone right now. Let's call him "Will." That's the person I wanted to kill right now.

Akriti said feeling excited about her wedding. A strange bitterness occurred in Adrita's heart hearing the word 'Love'. Bitter questions appeared in her mind. Why isn't she able to fall in love? Is it hard to fall in love? Will she ever feel love towards someone? I will die single, she mentally cried in her mind. "And also virgin!" Her heart snickered! "Why are you suddenly making a sad face?" Akriti asked, looking at her. "Nothing." "Let me go and check up on Kabir to give him some warm hospitality!" Adrita smirked wondering what he must be doing in Ghostland!

Even though he could possibly get a feeling of what I was feeling if he wasn’t distracted. I let out a humorless laugh that had it not come from me, it would have chilled me to the bones. I kept my mind, my body, and my emotions cold. I would have time to explode later and on the right person too. Underneath, I could feel anger, betrayal, and a dark twisted need to take those feelings out on the ones who brought them on. “I’m so going to kill you for this,” I murmured under my breath with a bitter and horrid taste on the tip of my tongue.

I can't imagine myself being all buddy-buddy with them again. I hate them; that is a summary of it. Letting out an exhausted sigh, I forced myself to get out of bed. Afterward, I dragged my feet into the bathroom and had an unnecessarily long bath. Why do I feel so bittered knowing that he is angry with me? Is this how it feels when your mate doesn't want to talk to you? It hurts. Like a lot. When I was foolishly dating Ace, and despite how temperamental he was, I never felt sad anytime he wasn't with me.

The words tasted bitter, laced with the wounds of my previous experiences. "I want to leave. Let me go," I declared firmly, planting my feet with a sense of determination that felt almost desperate. I locked my gaze with his, trying to ground myself against the chaos that surged around us. "This is what they all say," I reminded myself, a mantra echoing painfully in the back of my mind. "I can't fall for it. No, I won’t fall for it—not after what Damien had done." The name alone warped my insides, stirring a cauldron of bitterness that churned violently.

I scream to him. He roars and lunges for me, slamming my back against the wall and knocking all the air out my lungs. He grabs my throat, squeezes it shut and before I can push him off me, his teeth sink in the soft flesh between my neck and collarbone until they hit the bone. The fucking bastard marked me! He fucking marked me! His emotions smash into me like a tidal wave, anger, frustration, lust and just a hint of guilt. I push him off me when he rolls his tong over the bite wound, closing it with his saliva. I shiver from the feeling he instantly gives me, fucking mate bond. I open my mouth to scream at him before my world twirls around me and darkness swallows me.

As it was almost eleven in the evening, the street was empty of any human and any of their activities. The silence surrounded her. It caused her to fall deep in her thoughts. Now that she is alone, she can finally feel the helplessness of a grieving human. She would like to cry. But she was never taught how to. The feeling was very unpleasant. It is very new to her. Bitterness is the closest description she have for this. She would like to relieve herself of this feeling, and so, she will never stop until she had her revenge... against the actual killer... against the one behind this... and against him, Chaster.. her partner.

" She said, indicative of the fact that, I won't hold my breath for ever. When I couldn't hold my breath anyone, I gulped it down. Accompanied by another cry, as I cried everyone laughed at me to scorn. That day, as darkness stole in, the bitterness I earlier felt became intense: everything tasted bitter in my mouth; my life was embittered. I was in the horror of an excruciating pain; in spite all these hellish horrors I must take another dose of those bitter drugs before retiring to bed. I thought about the taste, but I was left with no choice. That night I forcefully took them.

Reality Set In In the days that followed, I grappled with an overwhelming sense of being unwanted and unloved. Each moment transformed into a struggle, as I fought to keep my emotions at bay. Beneath the surface, bitterness and anger simmered, threatening to engulf me. I carried deep-seated resentment towards those who entered my life after my parents' passing, their presence a constant reminder of my loss.

He spoke with a few of his boys instructing them so that they find out where Marcus was immediate as he planned on teaching him a lesson. She stood there confused unable to understand the reason for his anger. She couldn't understand if he felt bitter that Marcus tried to have his way with her, or just angry because he hated Marcus. She couldn't detect which it was, and she either didn't want to get her hopes up on any of them or suddenly got her hopes up, only for them to be shattered by him.