Per Patientia Ch. 1
_it's too bad,_ she added bitterly, _he probably would have been my type._ after resting for a brief minute, the lizard got up and moved back out onto the street.
This Valentine part 3
I kinda love black chocolate, but i can't stand sweet one, i love bitter one more.-he look to the sky and tell me. \_'so that what he like'-i look at him and think.
The werewolf Chase
Her scent had begun to change, from the warm loving scent he grew to like so much, to the slight bitter sweetness of fear. "come on," he rumbled, his own ears tilting around to try and catch what hers did.
Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 13
That flavour was reserved to pass over ander's tongue that night, a poison fouler than any other, bitter and burning. it was in the eyes, always the eyes.
Thunderweaver Volume 1: Interlude: An Un-invited Guest
He smiled then a bit bitterly and gently shook his head and went through it, out to the hallway. he walked next door; liam was silently waiting for him there sitting on the table.
A Spare in the Trunk: Part XIV
"it's past and i really don't want to leave on a bitter note. you two have managed to stay together this long, longer than any of my relationships ever lasted." she blew the hair out of her face.
Jasper's Oddysee (B1)
The thought went as follows: "you couldn't have done it alone," but rather than, as might be expected, rage or bitterness, or even guilt filling his body, jasper found a smile rise to his lips.
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 50: Through the Snowfall
He was greeted by a bitter taste. the wolf wanted to put it back, but the bitterness gave way to something sweet, like a cherry.
Shiny Pennies on Parade
I'm ... why aren't they bitter? they should be bitter, like us. they should be empty." "like us?" ma echoed sadly. c nodded. "well ... i don't know." "so, yes, maybe i do envy them.
The Wildlands: Attria (Chapter 1)
As he nears the front of the cave the bitter cold cuts through his wet fur. before he can object further kyra throws him into the snow bank.
When I saw you past the breeze.
bitterness settled, a cold man's heart. moisture rose, a fog thickened. everlasting love changed, turning into hate. a blind man's greed, never fulfilled. a sound of crashing wave, no breeze came.
The Bar...
Isn't a trace what goes on in a voice that has no emotion the stories seem the same, filled with shame by name, all missing some kind of devotion to even the smallest of concern for where they went wrong they simply nod along to the same ol' song "too bitter