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.
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.
Chronicles of Trisha Talon - Book 1 - Chapter 6
They are the only decent way to muddle the bitter taste of the blood root i had to use. you're body was healed by a long day of focus to encourage its own talent for repair to make haste.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Cold
After slogging through the knee deep snow for what seemed like hours any part of us that wasn't numb with cold stung with a bitter pain. juliet only complained a few times at the start when her feet got wet.
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!