Novels by Bitter Sugar

“Got news of your attack,” Rex affirmed once he stepped into the sitting room to meet Ethan sipping from his mug of wine. “I hope you weren’t hurt.”“Does it look like it?” Ethan stood up swirling around , raised his hands, “I am always safe and fresh dad. You got nothing to worry about. I gave them a dose of their venom. So you wanted to see me, what is it about?”Rex lost in his gloom, affirmed, “I am still worried about your safety and why some mysterious miscreants want you dead. Do you suspected anyone any one at all or Jackson ?”Unwilling to mention Jack who was insignificant in his life he shrugged. “How would I know who is after me father? The fact is the moment I became the richest guy I gathered enemies and that is the trouble champions should expect.”Rex dimmed his eyes and tossed his head. “You got a point dear. Yeah, back to what made me invite you. Have you heard of the moneybag, Gilbert Albert? He just came into town with his ideology of changing the mainstream tech.

“Are you sure this is the right Ethan?” one of them asked the ringleader as he saw the two mafia still wriggling in pain on the ground, “This can’t be Ethan. there is a mix up somewhere.”The ringleader gazed at the photo in his hand. “That is the fucking Ethan. What the heck are you talking about? He is the one. Why do you ask. We should be shooting the ass out of him rather than talk…”“Can’t you see his powerful kicks? I don’t think we can stand this dude, let’s just walk away…”“What the fuck are you bluffing about?” he snarled and yelled, “This asshole’s name is on our bullets and we must murder him, else the don will be mad at us. Hey, you, you and you, beat the hell out of this motherfucker…”Pulling out the dagger in their waist, three of them matched out and took a cautious step to their rival. One tossed his dagger at him and he wedged it with his hand and towed it back at the him.A slash on the neck left that one bleeding to death. “Motherfucker! The ringleader cursed, “Be

Once the convoy of limo, Rolls Royce and Lamborghini cruised to a halt, a party of well-suited men looking hostile stepped out and ran to the limo. They yanked open the door and bowed as the rich figure alighted .First, his well customized black shoe touched not just the ground but a carpet which the spread across the road. Standing to a 5’6 inch height with broad shoulders and stony face, he was called Gilbert Albert, the CEO of Gilbert Group, a tech group which had remained invisible for a time too long now.He stared aside, and one of his guards rushed and put a cigar in his lips and light, he puffed a smoke and began to prance into the elevator of the sky scraper.“Are the men in there?” he groaned and he got an instant response even before he shut his lips, he nodded and kept walking into the hall.All eyes that beheld him bowed in unison and he took off the sunshade on his face and spread a thick stare across the board of directors.“ladies and gentlemen it’s time to take what

“You know way back on campus, from time immemorial I have always been far ahead of you. I have always been bigger but truth is you failed to acknowledge it. “Ethan groaned as they sat at the desk.“I thought you were dead. You are supposed to be dead. Until you die I will have no peace. You may have sent me to jail but one thing is certain I will remain here and witness your fall and obituary…”Ethan chuckled mockingly. “You are such a big foolish fool.” Ethan snapped. “If you like exhume the spirits of your fore fathers to attack me, I will remain here and watch you perish behind bars,” he tossed the photo of the dead mafia he terminated a few days ago. “You sent them to kill me huh.” he jeered at him, “They actually did and this is the result.”Ethan snorted heavily as he beheld the pictures; his heart burned beyond repair as he masked his face with his shaky hands.“Next time, in your game of vengeance, try to send experienced killers and not be bluffing around. Anyways I am not go

Ethan was seen stepping out to the gym. These days he rarely moved about with his guards. The busy road and the frantic murmuring of pedestrians couldn’t let him sight his enemies on time.Lurking around his Rolls Royce, the ten-armed-men waited for him like a hawk after a prey. Without any suspicion in mind he approached his car to hop in when one approached him with a dagger.“Hey, Jack sends his greetings,” he tossed his first blow at his chest but Ethan was fast enough to swerve out of target and grab his wrist. Another stormed from behind and with as thunderous powerful kicks he sent him flying in the air.The one still in his hold wailed for help but he kept snapping his bones. With a head butt, his victim slumped on the floor and the rest of the armed men stormed out and set for attack. Standing in a row, their hostile faces and folded fist were ready to attack their offender.Ethan clapped mockingly for them. “Small mouse! I can see you are ready to die. Jack sent you huh. Com

“Cheers to life and friendship. “ George raised his beer mug and clicked to Montana’s.Both men sat in the VIP spot of the café as George narrated his intentions to him.“I told Ethan I wanted to mention my wife in all my property but he reproofed me and warned me against making such grievous mistake. I really don’t know why he dislike Ella so much.”Upon hearing it, Montana screwed up his brow and smacked his lips. “So what did our boss advise you to do, then?”“He warned me sternly not to commit such horrendous mistake which could jeopardize my happiness in future. He was speaking from experience with Ella. Seeing her as an evil gold-digger who could betray me tomorrow. I have come to trust her so much. If she wanted to betrays me she would have done it a long time ago.”Montana shrugged, “I mean , he has no point there. This is your wife we are talking about here, the mother of your twin babies, the woman that made you a father. If you ask me the best way you can repay her is to me

At the sight of Diego stepping out of the bunker, the ten thousand soldiers stamped their boots and a resounding salute hung in the air. An ear-ringing silence hovered in the tranquility of the dried summer.Diego accompanied by his young dragon which hung on his shoulders, walked around the soldiers, inspecting the new recruits and tossing his head in approval.“We are fire!” his voice echoed into the distant jungle as he paced up and down, addressing his soldiers, “But all of a sudden the storm from the ocean has dared our guts. This storm goes by the name Lucas Maduro!”He stroked the young feathers of his dragon as he shot a thunderous stare at them, his boot shuffling through the gravel as he paced.“He claimed to be unbeatable and that has offended our pride. How can we stay and watch one man, just one man with a dick and two balls, a convict that I gave freedom to seize our refinery, and presidential cemetery all because he seeks vengeance, huh?”He paused and stood on the sta

The soldier pressed on the emergency alarm and a battalion of soldiers sprang out for action from their manholes.Every one of them clutched their guns and widened their eyes for any escapee or intruder. She seemed to have been out of sight now as the soldier pointed his gun around, combing around for her.“I got your son. You can’t escape this. Unless you are not a mother, you would want to escape with him. Yeah. Even if you do I swear to god I will still find you and make you…”He hadn’t finished his words when a heavy metal slammed on his skull, leaving him sliding to their ground. She gave him a resounding kick in the face and belly and about to finish him up, he clutched her leg and tossed her to a corner like leaflet.She winced and whines painfully. About to pounce on her feet and another soldier pounced out and grabbed her before a resounding slap accompanied his intention; this time her sight blurred as she rolled her eyes to gain vigor.He punched her in the face, leaving he

“Are you searching for something?” the soldier beamed, his smile hugely kept as he pulled out a gun and pointed at the skull of the kid, “I guess you would understand this language better,” he corked.“Mummy” Morris finally called with scare and trembling, as he felt the hard grip of his oppressor on his skull, knowing something was definitely wrong.“Hand me my son,” she opened her arms, “You wouldn’t do that. All we want is a peaceful escape. You should have pretended not to have seen us. You can still do that. Hand me my son now,” her tone, was a bit pensive as she glued to her spot.“The keys!” the soldier demanded with temerity, “Hand them over to me or I swear to god I will blow his skull and hand them to you for dinner. The keys now!” he began to near her and each time he did, earned her a step backward.“I can’t,” she tossed her head, her face squeezing in utter rejection as she clamped the bunch even tighter, her eyes scanning around for any weapon of defense. She only could

Shortly after Diego had left, Alicia had engaged Peter in a steamy stare. Her eyes focused on the large bunch of key drooping from his jacket. She knew that was the key to the major exit and if she could have it, she would be on her way out of the dangerous bunker.Peter was pouring some wine by the corner of the shelf, his eyes fixed on mixing some wine.She held out her G-string, the same G-string Diego had stripped from her waist. “Opportune to see this.” She flirted with him, her focus still on the key.Peter managed a smile on his face and then shrugged, “You are my master’s food, but trust me when I tell you I have so much respect for your husband, and he is the master I speak of.” Peter paused to recall his impactful experience with Lucas. “He was such a dedicated general and a teacher.”Alicia sighed. “I am tired of dreaming about him, I hope someday I will see him in flesh and blood. The system wants to scrape his name from what is rightfully his. They slaughtered his parents

The moment Alicia heard the stomping of boot in the corridor, she knew who it was so she adjusted and held Morris tightly. Their confines were a transparent roofed house which gave room for the direct penetration of sunlight.Diego had put her and the kid in that confine after she dared to escape a few days ago.With red, brimming eyes, she squinted at the handle of the door opening gently and permissively. And then she began to adjust to the edge of the wall with Morris tightly held in her embrace.Diego paused at the door, his restless eyes roaming from edge to edge, trying to see if she was up to some skims. He took out his 8-rounds pistol, his boot stomping as he neared her.“You never told me your husband was the unbeatable monster who could take down hundreds of soldiers as if he were walking on anthills,” he pressed the gun on her skull and then put it between her thick lips.“Taking a look at you right now arouses my dick. You must be good at giving a head, huh,” he burst into

Lucas didn’t just wait for the soldier to confront him. Like a dove flying from the sky, he crash-landed in front of them, and they fell back and held out their rifles, heavy cracking of bullet shells filled the air.Lucas stood, his gaze lowered, long hair covering his hospital-looking face as he stroked his pendant.“I expect some of you soldiers to be loyal to me but you have chosen death over life, captivity over freedom. Now for the sake of being your former general, I will give you the opportunity to walk away as living souls.”“No, Lucas!” they chanted at once, their rifles still pointing at him, “You have no power to give us commands anymore. We are only answerable to two entities, Diego and Mr. president. And you have been instructed to vacate the presidential cemetery so that the president’s mother can be buried. You can also do us more favor by vacating the refinery as well.”Those words stole his excitement but he managed to repeat himself. “You all are people’s wives, fat