A New Dawn
When jet downed the last of his bitter, malcolm mentioned that the arc simulators were free for the next four hours and that it would be a good idea to head over and start learning to fly.
Chapter 19: Too Much Truth to Handle
"as if it mattered now," said kilyan bitterly to the floor. he moved across the room to sit in a chair, and leaning forward, he dropped his face in his paws.
Alone
I'm bitter, yes i'm bitter. to know, companionship and love on that level only to lose it to a simple action is ridiculous. jacoq was more than a familiar to me, more than another spirit i have conjured.
Eternal Blue 3: Immortal Memories
The jealousy hit him again like a punch in the gut, causing him to wretch as more bitter tears dripped down his cheeks. he opened his eyes to see the female; his first and only love.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 45
It was the smell of burning meat, of pork and lamb left on the spit for too long, of fat dripping onto the coals to sizzle; that bitter, cloying stench that got stuck inside your nose like slime. it was the smell of living things burning to death.
Knight of God (Pt. 1)
There was no sign of the promised wagon, the frown on the lion's face was turned somewhat bitter by the cold.
Forge of Heroes - The Traitor
"you played us like fools," kyl'e said bitterly. "for fools we were, to think you were one of us. one of our friends." he spat in her direction. "i'll not allow you to twist my emotions anymore.
Plain-walker: Chapter 1
A new voice--a bitter voice--made ruik's hackles rise. "oh, aye!" the drunkard said. "that was it! thank'ya gurdan!" "you're welcome, lyle. now, here, go have another pint on me."
Eternal Door: Judgment of Ryan Chapter 9
She could not think bitterly of people striving to survive, she was doing the same herself even now.
Power pet (Chapter 5)
You're still wet and shaking again becomes harder from the bitter cold. i want a towel, a warm fluffy towel or a robe! i want a home... food, hunger, sustenance, suffering... god i'm so hungry!
Kaja's Backstory, Chapter 4
A nasty bitter soot coated the inside of the shell, and its strange acrid smell filled her nose. kaja spit on the floor to get rid of the taste and went back to working the metal flat.
Curse on a Deserving Land
I keep saying that like once i've posted the last of the angry, bitter, downer poems i wrote in 2020 that'll somehow undo the year, and it will drift off into unreality. i mean... here's hoping. dark clouds gather at the edge of the sky.