Novels by Bitter Sugar

“I know where to find them,” he patted George on the shoulders, squeezed a gun into his palms “Take care. I will be back.” he pounded out.“Ethan!” Rex called , scare labeled in his bulged eyes, “Please, be careful out there.”Having no time to even toss his head, Ethan dashed out, jaw sagging, fists cracking as he disappeared out of sight.BAD GIRLS CASINO lit up the best moment of the night. With features of strippers, and even male gigolos, it gave room for every perfect gambler to relax and while away the nocturnal time.Once his car purred to a halt, Ethan dragged a weird stare at the three bogey men manning the entrance. He knew so much about the Redhound mafias. He only believed wiping them out totally would bring about their extinction.Boot crunching across the tar, he approached the guards. “hey, got a VIP.”“Ticket sir?”Puff!Two thudding kicks swept the three men smashing into the glass door which left every one terrified, eyes settling on the arrival of Ethan. And a few

Bam! bam! bam!Ethan was faster; the three guns shots came from him, spreading across his attacker and instantly the heads of three men stuck out on the windshield, blood spilling in drops down to the road.George was about to pee on himself ; he was sure some drops of urine had wet his pants.“Step back into the car,” Ethan ordered him seeing the cars of his attacker clear off the road as now 8 men, all armed with blades and daggers , face masked alighted, their hands heavily shaking to announce their fury.Ethan tossed away his gun, the bones of his fist cracking repeatedly as they folded, his boot firmly piercing into the ground.“You seem to be immortal huh, always of us of except for making money,” the leader of the gang groaned, his red eyes flashing through his mask as he furiously took it off and unsheathed another blade. “Same way you lost your money, you will lose your breath…”“You talk too much,” Ethan spat, “Bring it on,” His fist still held, he was sure his martial power

Prison yard.Tranquility wasn’t missing. Innumerable chanting and hovering voices of prisoners filled the yard, Ella was in the middle of the picture, a perfect scene inspired by her. She had placed orders for soft drinks.Everyone had their glassed filled to the brim, faces glistening at each other, chanting anf gossips about one name spread like wildfire.Ethan Arthur!For the past two weeks Ella had made that name more popular than it seemed. And it bordered on nothing else than the fact that her enemy had hit rock bottom. So like Santa Claus, every day became her Christmas. And she found it easy to celebrate at the slightest chance.“Everyone!” her voice broke as they gazed up to her. “I hope you have got your cups filled. Now raise it above your heads, very high because the motherfucker we are talking about to can’t rise above that level; and will never rise!” Her emphatic tone cracked across the yard so well that most of them that didn’t show interest, had to queue in.“we take

No words had ever been so spiky.Ethan fought it off with a hard breathe.“I know past glory is no glory but I need your help with half a billion to regain it. It will go a long way to help me back on track. At least half a billion but if you can help me with more I will be …”Jaden pulled aback, squinted at Ethan as if his sight was blurred to see him clearly.“What the fuck are you talking about. You call figures as if they are ABC. Common half a billion? You can’t be serious. I am not even promising you a cent and you are demanding 1 billion?”Vanity flashed before Ethan. Goose bumps , ravaged his skin, mind melted like wax. “Don’t get it. I say I need some money…”“Just like that?” he queried, his tone increasing with each pitch, “I don’t have a dime on me now, but even if I have I can’t risk it giving you knowing the fact that not every business owner that loses regains pace…”Ethan’s jaw sagged, mouth went sore. Even in his dreams he wouldn’t believe those words from Jaden, a d

Silence of the entire world seemed to have clustered around Ethan’s mansion as the three men sat in despair and loss. Rex couldn’t even sip his rum, he kept stirring, George sat , with hands on the jaw, brooding through the loss they had been through these few days.Ethan was seen pacing up and down making some calls; but all doors seemed shut on him.“We are only left with this mansion,” Rex recounted, “This.. this is the worst day of my life.” He stuttered, “How in such short hour , every damn thing just dissipated. This is unfair. Who did we offend. I never saw this coming. …”His voice almost broke down in tears as he blinked hard to retain his tears.“Perk up, dad,” Ethan intoned, “When I fall I don’t remain on the floor, I roll.” He assured and heaved breath, “We need to bounce back in any possible way we can. And I know a few people I can contact that will help me with some money…”“Will they be willing to help?” George queried and shrugged in disapproval, recounting the tons o

Those words aroused Ethan’s gnashing of teeth, as he steamed with fury. “Was that why you came with the media, huh? and besides the last time I checked you had nothing to do with the tax cooperation. So why are you here?”“… to witness the richest guy pay his accumulated debt while the rest of the world watch the behind the scene,” Nathan burst into a huge laugh. “You know a while, not too long . We couldn’t rest. The richest guy dis this, you own over 9 groups, huh, today where are they. Huh?”“Nathan or whatever you called, “ Rex interposed, “Please, let us be. We are indebted to the tax cooperation and not you!” he swung his scarlet eyes at the tax officers, “I really wonder why state officials like you will be comfortable with some asshole accompanying you guys with the media. Is this necessary?”“Hey, hey, you guys back off and stop taking the photos!” George warned the journalist taking swift repeated shots, “This is absolutely unfair. We are going to sue for this. Nathan be rea

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