Bittersweet Novels & Stories

If this man is destined for me, then please let me love him unconditionally, without doubt, hesitation, or fear. He chuckled, which tickled me, but here I was, tears rolling down my cheeks at the thought. And I know I'm losing this fight, even though it's not official. I am doomed that I let myself fall to this man, who only knows how to bury his member inside me. You are fucked up, Mayu! I just hope that what he shows is true so that I won't lose! "What about my midnight snack, My Sweetie?" he teased. I blinked and tried to push him away. He didn't put on weight and let himself lie on the bed.

“Liam you don’t understand, you have to think clearly. The man who killed your parents is almost dead and is counting on his last breaths. His two right hands were executed by you yourself. Don’t you think it’s enough?” “No it’s not enough!” he shouted and then buried his face in his palms. “Are you crying?” I asked in astonishment. Oh my God, he was actually crying. Liam Lautner was crying. “I should call Cassie” “No wait, don’t tell her that her Mafia husband is weeping like a kid demanding for an ice cream” he chuckled and wiped his tears. “Look Liam, you are one of the luckiest persons on earth. You’ve got Cassie beside you as your wife. You should be very thankful to God.” He held his h

"Ah Alice, this is the reason why I sometimes think twice about telling you stuff that's going on with me." "I am sorry but I am excited that my virgin friend will be getting married soon and that cherry will be popped." "In your dreams girl. In your dreams." "Thanks for coming girl, even though it was not of much help since you are supporting dad. I have to go now. Want to catch some sleep." "Bae wait a little longer. Tomorrow is Sunday, you can have all the rest you want. Now tell me, How did Bentley react when he heard the news?" "No! no! we are not going to talk about this again."

After all, I was always the sick, fragile child. As a child, though Oscar and I were enrolled in almost the same activities, mine were limited to an extent because of my health condition. When my father destroyed my blue ribbon from my drawing contest, I had resorted to self harm. My heart break that day was soul crushing, till date I still feel the pain because crushed along with that ribbon was a piece of my heart, my soul. I could feel the life slipping through me as voices echoed around me. Vivid flashbacks of that day came back to me in haunting pieces. I could feel myself reliving that moment, muttering the only words that knew my lips that moment, "I'm sorry."

His eyes were red and only configured a blurred image to the receptors. “Maybe it’s still nighttime.” Mark slater comforted himself. The door closes back. “Why do you leave me alone, wretched on a table? I still need you! Maybe offer me a woman’s sweet second chance.” Mark Slater felt as if he had lost the most precious thing he ever won. The hurtful feeling tormented his heart. The woman’s sweet poison had anchored and spread through his veins. The love poison. He nearly wept.

As she tasted the bitterness, her entire body trembled lightly. Initially, the bitterness he felt from the medicine! It seemed to be nothing compared to the pain she brought him. The bowl of medicine... was quickly finished. Irwin clearly felt what kind of bitterness a bowl of medicine could bring to a person. That was far beyond what one could taste with just one sip. A whole bowl of medicine allowed one to know what the bitterest taste in the world truly was. He held Natalie gently in his arms, gently pressing his nose against hers. Their breaths intertwined as they silently sat there.

My selfishness grows to a flaw Filling the void between us Filling the heart with more emptiness Touch of a season passed-by Scent of a moment fill both hands I stand still before you before me I’m okay, not okay… Ruinous imagination consumes me Makes me dream sweeter dreams I close my eyes but thoughts of you Bring turmoil to night, to you and me, real and dreamy Don’t want to let go so I let go Eyes meeting but hearts apart So sweet and so bitter Yet all is just a dream” A bitter and sweet. The love he has for the person he should not have is bitter yet sweet. “If this is your way to comfort me, then it is sweet,” Wonwoo murmured before he wiped the tears at the corner of his eyes. It will

Her gaze shifted from the food on the plate to look at me. "But sometimes bitter taste is needed in life." She looked at me with an intense gaze. "If I'm sick, I have to take medicine to get better, most of the medicine tastes bitter. And over time the bitter taste of the medicine will disappear by itself after I take it." "Wow, what an analogy!" Aubrey smiled at me, I didn't even think Aphrodite would say that. I couldn't guess what was going on in her mind, and I don't think Aubrey must have thought about it either.

"Hi, Butterfly, You're the first woman to beat me at my own game. I like that about you. You are feisty. You have saved your diner. And not because I wanted a diner inside of that restaurant. But because you put me in a hot spot. People would complain about me if I did not return to the restaurant. Everybody will say that I am heartless. I must admit that I have underestimated you. However, there's one thing you need to know. I was teasing you when I said you could save the diner if you married me. I like you. I would love to get to know you better. I understand you do not believe in love as much as I don't. We might as well go out together and have fun. I promise I will not touch you if you

His scent overwhelmed my senses, making it difficult for me to concentrate and think properly. His eyes were hard as he gazed at me, and I tried everything in me to stop my cheeks from from flushing. When he leaned in, my breath hitched and I was sure he could hear my heart racing for him. “You want me to feed you, don’t you?” His lips were dangerously close to mine, his breath caressing my face as he spoke. I loved the way my name rang on his lips, like honey mixed with something bitter, because that was the best way to describe him… Bittersweet. My insides churned with desire, and I had to fight internally to keep my head straight.