Milton Independent Novels & Stories

she looked at me, “you’ll stay at Brian’s.” “Can’t we switch?” I asked with a grin. “Nope. You snore,” Amber said. “You have to be asleep to snore,” I smirked. “If you’re done, let’s get going,” Mom said. I followed Dad and Amber out. After parking, I just followed instructions. Not long after we finished unloading, Grandpa and the others arrived, and Dad got the grill going. Milton Park was a cozy event space with a lake, a restaurant, and a playground. It had recently become popular for weddings, but it had always been perfect for birthdays.

Ariadne’s eyes were glazed over until a familiar name caught her attention. "Milton Group..." Her heart skipped a beat as she straightened in her seat, gripping the remote tighter. The screen cut to footage of the Milton Group's towering headquarters, followed by an image of Gideon Milton, standing confidently behind a podium. The anchor’s voice continued, clear and unyielding:

Crazy or serious, Ayla loved the twins like they were her brothers. “What about you, Milton?” asked Ayla. Milton tilted his head to the side. “What about me?” “How did you meet Rho?” “I was born in the castle,” Milton began. “My mother was in charge of the Royal Library. But two years after she had me, she got sick. She spent most of her time in bed and read to me. And when she got too tired to read and needed to sleep...” “Milton would come to watch me train with the sword. Or follow me around the palace. It didn’t take us long to become friends,” Rhobart added.

And this time, he’d gone too fucking far. I hurried around the corner to the side of the arcade where I knew the Miltonians usually hung out. By Miltonians, I meant the students of Milton Academy. Even though the arcade was neutral ground for both schools, that didn’t stop us from marking our own territories. The Miltonians had their domain and so did our school.

To Kurtis, Milton was a god. Milton's rise to power was at the cost of the blood and tears of many people in the county. He first made a name for himself in Harvest County with his strong body and ruthlessness. He then entered the sandstone industry, drove away all his competitors, and monopolized Harvest County's sandstone supply. At that time, the country happened to be building a high-speed railway, and the price of sandstone rose sharply. Milton coincidentally earned a lot of money from that opportunity. He then quickly established the Harvest Group and began to launch real estate construction projects. He owned several buildings in Harvest County.

“And we want it now.” Milton’s smile softened into a softer smile. “I’ll get you the herb, but first, I need you to do something for me.” I felt a surge of anger bubbling up inside me, but I forced myself to remain calm. “What is do you think we’ll ever do for you again? You lying piece of shit!” I voiced out through gritted teeth. Milton then handed us all bundles of explosives, his eyes reflecting his trickiness. “There’s an abandoned factory deep in the jungle. I want you to blow it up.”