This Bitter Earth Dramione Novels & Stories

Then I added vodka and mint syrup. The emcee called me up. "Contestant No. 13, explain your creation." I took the mic. "I first called this 'Forgive', but now it's 'Moon Breeze'. It's a breakup drink for people who got hurt. It's about forgiving yourself and not punishing yourself for someone else's mistakes." I smiled, letting go. I won a participation award but wasn't discouraged. My mixing clip went viral online, dubbed "The Most Beautiful Bartender". I didn't love the focus on my looks. Beauty without skills often got labeled trophies.

“They were mostly talking about her work in my presence. He asked her about her future plans, but she avoided the topic. He hated me for being there until he left.” I smiled at him with relief. “I owe you, dude.” He looked happy at the prospect of getting a free treat from me. “Sure, tonight? I’ll get the booze and you pay!” I nodded, but my attendant looked ill at ease. “You can’t consume alcohol now without the doctor’s permission, Mr. Concorde.” Killian rolled his eyes. “Don’t worry, I’ll drink and he’ll watch!” My phone buzzed with an incoming call from Eros. I accepted it only to hear utter chaos in the background.

Chapter 53: Bitter Entanglement Alain's Bedroom, The Salt Mill Tavern, Fifth And Main, Boylesten, England (1763)... A rolling storm had been of no consequence to the two young lovers coupled inside the room at The Salt Mill Tavern, on Fifth and Main. The noises within had been thankfully drowned out by the crackle of thunder and the flashes of lightning had been of no issue to two people who needed only their bodies enmeshed to adhere to their most basic of carnal needs. The frequent moans that escaped the pinked lips of the young redhead peasant filled the room as the occasional grunts and groaning from the handsome young noble lad hard at work drilling his impressive appendage inside the t

Phoenix The Elysium Ridge project briefing room carries the heavy, charged weight of a battlefield. Sweeping, wall-sized displays present breathtaking 3D renders: jagged ridges meeting the vivid turquoise of the ocean below. The team is small but elite — senior designers who’ve been with Crowe Atelier for years. And me. The twenty-year-old intern who moved into the CEO’s penthouse last night. Octavia stands at the head of the table like she owns everything in the room, her gaze sliding over me with barely concealed disdain.

The security was more interested in finding out how the power suddenly went out, rather than the both of us—two teenagers who were creeping up behind this huge-ass statue. "Got it." Adrian let out a small grumble as he lifted off the slab. I leaned closer and saw only mud beneath it. It took some while to wipe it off until we saw a screen embedded somewhere beneath all that mud. I pulled down my sleeves over my fists and quickly wiped off the mud from it, since Adrian still had the heavy slab in his hands. The screen glowed as if activated and I quickly pressed on the code that I had seen in that video. 5732.

Then white, everything turned white as my body felt even lighter. "... He's stable for now. Just give him his vitamins, expose him to fresh air and make sure he takes his pills as per prescription and he'd be fine. What he had was a severe anxiety attack due to his relapse in his drugs. But he'd be fine." Her Indian laced accent was unmistakeable. Doctor Rai Monroe has been our family doctor for as long as I can remember. Her thick brown hair framed her glasses adorned face in her famous bob. "Thank you doctor." My mother said.

I could tell that she agreed we needed one of these areas. The bastards did not look like they were doing too good. They were bloodied and bruised. The bitch Luna herself looked like absolute fucking shit. Her semi decent look must have been achieved by the use of far too many cosmetics. Brynn had brought a couple of things of her own too. One of them was a wolfsbane serum that Dante had created. Its added quality was the pain of liquid silver mixed with the wolfsbane without there actually being silver. It allowed for extended torture and was fucking brilliant. She also brought the shifter mace.

At the mention of Ria, my heart tightened in pain as I let out a sigh, knowing I had lost her forever. She was gone and it was all because of that bitchy, cousin of hers. How could she sabotage her cousin that way? I thought family mattered to the De Luca. How could she drug me, then pretend to be all quiet and fragile? "The only reason why Aria isn't dead or in the torture room going through hell is probably because, no matter how much you want to deny it, the truth still remains that she gives your mum's vibes." Dante began and I shut my eyes.

Draco managed to cast a spell breaking the bubble before he died. “Xael!” Xena cries out in horror. Shit! We are falling right into the blazing flames. I don’t see us surviving this. My eyes stay glued on my mate as we fall. She looks devastated, I can’t even link with her. “Babe, come on. Look at me,” I urge right when Diana falls on the floor. My heart breaks when Diana’s body convulses. I have to get to her. “We are falling into flames,” Clint reminds me.