Bittersweet Book Summary Novels & Stories

The sharp and attractive square jawline moved slightly, he answered the other's question: "Old Fashioned" The bartender responded with a nod and then started his bartender, leaving him to wait by slamming the phone furiously. The wine glass was pushed in front of him, taking a sip. Bitter taste of Angostura Bitter is light of orange peel, a little sweetness of cane sugar is full of sweetness of Bourbon Whiskey. Those were the things he tasted, like the memories with the lover that became old a few minutes ago came back. The sweet taste like when she said she loved him with sweet words, the bitter taste when she said she loved him, but the feelings were slowly being shared with others. It all

But even so, I couldn't understand why, instead of pushing him, I hugged him even more. He uttered another curse when he finally got in. He even kissed my tears away and muttered, "There's no really turning back, Sweetie." I'm not sure how I managed to breathe with it. I felt my throat drying as he moved at his desired pace. Slowly, and yet pleasurably. I didn't even know how to clasp my hands on his nape to keep up with the sensation. Heat consumed me, and I felt like burning... with him. I let my hands hold him tightly and watched his every move. He even bit my jaw and shoulder, as if he was having a hard time moving. I heard his grumbling and it sounded so alluring.

“Good morning, Arabella.” “Morning,” I said, distracted. She glanced at the book in my hands and smiled. “Something special?” I nodded, though I wasn’t really sure how to explain it. “It’s… yeah. It’s something.” She passed me a plate of fruit and warm bread, already knowing I wasn’t going to sit and eat like a proper person. I muttered a thank you, tucked the plate against my hip, and walked out—still reading. The story was a sweet love story. Between two really different people. It was bittersweet.

A place for secrets. A place for love that couldn't survive daylight. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. The air was cold and stale, but it still held traces of him, pine smoke, steel, and something warm that made my chest ache. I sank onto the edge of the narrow bed and pressed my yearbook to my lap. The cover was bent. A smear of dried blood marked one corner where I must've grabbed it after Selena kicked me down. Graduation. Everyone else would have pages filled with signatures and inside jokes and promises to visit.

At that moment, she knew she’d do anything to protect the family she’d created. As they stood there, surrounded by the sweet smell of chocolate, Bree’s heart swelled with gratitude and love. This was her happily ever after! THE END! ****** Dearest readers, we have come to the end of this journey. Thank you so much for your support throughout this journey and I hope that you leave a review for this book before you leave. Also, check out my other books, Miss Gray’s Vengeance Heiress Rebirth In Revenge Allure of Gray, Daddy Please Forgive Mommy.

I smiled and nodded "But if you must know I'm just content with my life and who I am, I've learned to forgive but never forget. If I hold a grudge against you it's not going to hurt no one but me" "You're so strong I wish I had your strength" I said honestly "Thank you but trust me it isn't easy and it takes time, but you have to keep going no matter what; I remember there was a time where I felt like death was the answer to all my problems but I got through it and so can you" "You need to write a book" BRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGG "Yeah maybe" she said laughing while packing her stuff up

“Mr. Anderson…..Josh uhm hello? Dude what has got you in so much deep thoughts?” I heard my driver and personal bodyguard Sean ask. I looked down at my watch and realized just how late it was. I had been thinking about the past for more than an hour. I didn’t even remember when my personal assistant left. All I remember was her telling me that she was done for the day. I realized that since I had met Kira recently, all I could think about was her. I could not seem to get her out of my mind which was not a good thing. This was bad. This was really bad because I knew my feelings for her were growing stronger. This was not going to end well because I believed that from what had happened in the

They finished the rest of their chocolate in silence and soon, Sylvia retired to her room, leaving Brett to continue with whatever he wanted to do. In her room, sleep completely eluded her and she knew she wouldn't be getting any sleep so soon. Sylvia decided to read the book she had become so invested in. That book had brought her so much pain and sadness and an odd sense of hope she couldn't quite understand. It was a bitter sweet combination, one she was finding hard to understand. ''Let's see what you have for me today.'' Sylvia smiled.

What more proof did I need? But why was he after me? I couldn’t figure out his bipolar attitude. Once he was abusing me, judging me, and breaking my heart with his harsh words. In the next minute, he was nursing me back to health. Again, the next day he was after my business again, like the worst enemy alive! I would really go crazy trying to figure him out.

His own arms instantly shot out to gently secure me as he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me to him like I was his lifeline. My own eyes started to burn as they threatened to release the river of tears I had been holding since he started talking. I couldn’t even imagine a life without him anymore and seeing him so broken and fearful broke me. I pulled my head away from his shoulder and looked him into those grey eyes I knew I could no longer live without seeing. The emotion in his eyes- the adoration, the admiration- all consumed me and took over my mind that I found myself wordlessly leaning and connecting our lips allowing us to share a brief but tender and bittersweet kiss- a ki