Sweet & Bitter Book Novels & Stories

She always does when she thinks I’m unraveling—as if warm tea and quiet care can fix something this deep. I cross the room and pick up the cup, the warmth seeping into my palm. I bring it to my lips and take a slow sip. It’s sweet. Too sweet. But beneath that sweetness… there’s something else. Something I can’t quite place. Bitter. Not strong enough to make me stop—but enough to make my brow furrow slightly as I swallow. “…weird,” I murmur, glancing down at the cup as if it might explain itself before shrugging it off.

And Joel wanted neither. “Do you remember the first day we met?’ he started, as their table got cleared of the second course, and their dessert of ice cream and cake arrived. Rina took a spoonful of her preferred chocolate flavor and closed her eyes as it melted on her tongue. She loved the tinge of bitterness that hid in its taste, and how it remained at the back of her throat. Weird as it sounded, since Rina was a kid, she loved to remind herself with every spoon that life was just that way – a beautiful blend of sweet and bitter.

I thought about how tired I was of being afraid, of my whole shitty situation. I inhaled deeply. I opened the vial. The smell hit me first, eww… musky, warm, kind of salty. Not bad. Actually… kind of sexy in a raw way. It was thicker than I expected, pearly white, still a little warm from the shipping. I looked at the camera and said, “Hey… this is for you. Thank you for helping me.” I dipped my finger in and tasted it. Just a little at first. It was salty, a little bitter, but not gross.

As the two lay in the bed together with his hand resting on her side as she was snuggled into him, it was the thing that made her feel safer than she had in an awfully long time. His tastes she could see ran along the darker side of specific kinks, but he was willing to ease her into everything. She liked it. Scarlett was surprised by that fact as well when she thought of her likes and dislikes before Maverick came into her life. She was finally happy with the fact someone in her life seemed to actually care about her and her well-being. If he liked to do things with her, but no one else who was she to tell him he was weird in his tastes. She still had not a lot of experience when it came to

I bet those pitch black eyes would look delicious filled with fear, fresh off a run. I thought the only upside to this little pit stop was that I’d be in their home. Closer to Gavin, closer to the top, closer to more information that Oz could use to fuck up their shit, but every time Sweetness moves it’s adding more upsides to the list. She knocks into someone, stilling immediately, and if I wasn’t so distracted by the way her perfect curves sway as she walks, I would have identified this problem sooner. Gavin.

“I have already informed the head of marketing team, and—“ She swallowed against her dry throat. She noticed his was trying to build walls between them again after the scorching kiss they had in the elevator not so long again. As much as she wanted to hate him for acting cold towards her away, something about the dark look in his eyes aroused her. She was so fucking attracted to everything about him. Both when he was cold or sweet. Wait. Has he ever been sweet to her? He thought. She bit her bottom lips. Maybe only when he was sending her senses in an overdrive. Giving her that much pleasure is him being sweet to her. She wanted to feel his touch on her body. But he was not helping matters b

I swallowed hard while trying to control this sudden hunger inside me, which was making me hungry like a fucking vampire's thrust for blood. "It must be..." She began saying but I cut her off by slamming my lips against her. They taste so sweet like sugar and strawberries, making me want to taste them again and again like a drug addict, the sudden hunger inside me began to disappear making me feel bliss and warmth settle inside my heart. Jesus Christ. I'm screwed. Author's Note:- Hey guys, DO leave your comments below and vote for the book. love you all, take care. I*:- S.n_nina_arthur F*:- S.N Nina Arthur

Chapati was BITTER Everything was tasteless. Her life was BITTER. She lost interest in everything and drowned herself into the pool of loneliness, Madness, pain and BETRAYAL but accidentally one day, while scrolling phone, she came to know about E-books. She read a few books that were all horrible in a few parts that Adrija wanted to enter into the book and slapped the weak and dumb and clueless protagonists. After offended few writers, Adrija got blocked by the writers and later, few readers actually supported her comments on the writer's book. After this, Adrija thought to write for herself. She started getting peace in writing. She wrote a few short poems, songs and articles and currently

"Don't chew it, but savor it." Sashal took one piece, peeling the cover, then put an orange candy in her mouth. “It's sour.” "Yes, it is. Ahem, in my country, there's a phrase that says that... to get rid of bitterness, fight it with other bitterness. It will make you forget the previous bitterness. That's what the sour candy is for." Sashal drew a thin smile on her face as she kept savoring the candy in her mouth until the candy melted. Then she opened her mouth.

"I'll do the honor to introduce you to it," "Den Den! Ice cream!" Sadie screeched on his hips before throwing me her innocent curious eyes, looking surprised to have screeched in front of a stranger. "You always promise her sweets on your every visit, but she gotta eat proper food first before ice cream." I pointed out. "You're just like my sister," he shook his head. I softly pinched Sadie's cute cheeks. She shyly smiled and leaned deeply against Arden's neck. So cute.