Cody Ko Friends Novels & Stories

What was it they said about marrying your best friend? Three years ago, at exactly 8:59 p.m., Cody proposed to Carmen in a way that still played through her mind like a scene from her favorite movie. They’d been best friends since childhood, with Carmen always standing by his side, supporting him through countless late nights as he pursued his dream of making video games. She’d been there when he was broke, listening to his frustrations and cheering him on, even celebrating with him in her small apartment when he sold his first game to an indie company. Over time, Cody’s talent gained recognition, and he eventually made his first million.

Cody, emerging seemingly out of nowhere, approached Carol and Claus with an air of confidence despite the slight limp in his step. His presence was unexpected, and his sudden appearance raised eyebrows. With a subtle nod of acknowledgment, Cody began to speak in a low, hushed tone. "I know where they are," he declared, his voice carrying a hint of both pride and desperation. Carol, ever cautious and mistrustful, glanced at Cody with a raised eyebrow. "And why should we believe you?" she retorted, her tone laced with skepticism.

"Hi Candace," "What would you like to drink?" She asked,.her eyes raking my body with a weird expression that suspiciously looked like admiration and desire. "Nothing." I said, placing my hands on the bar. "I was wondering if you could tell me where I could find Cole." "Cole?" She frowned like she couldn't recognize the name. "Yes, the guy I was having drinks with last night." "Oh, my boss. He isn't here today." "Oh, I see. Has he been here today?*

She added in a defeated tone. The person now had his fingers against his lips. His eyes upturned as if he was smiling at the moment. "Nice to meet you, Harmonica….. Harmony, I am Rhett King. My friends call me King." The name was a bit too fitting. Harmony agreed that his last name resonated with him. Not just his build but just the aloof aura he possessed. Even now that he was being nice, Harmony sensed this indescribable domineering aura around him.

Business complications could pull Alexander’s attention away from her and from their dangerous new dynamic. Twenty minutes later, Alexander returned with a tall, sharply dressed man in his mid-forties. Marcus Hale had salt-and-pepper hair like Alexander, but sharper features, calculating gray eyes, and an expensive tailored shirt that screamed power. He carried himself with the confidence of someone who always got what he wanted. “Marcus,” Alexander said, gesturing to the table. “This is my daughter Lily, and her best friend Mia Thompson. Ladies, Marcus Hale my longtime business partner.” Marcus’s eyes swept over the table, lingering a second too long on Mia before he offered a charming smil

His eyes roamed over my face and lingered briefly on my dress before he chuckled. “It’s a party, Jo. I got invited by a friend,” he explained, then added with a teasing grin, “But damn, you look good.” I shifted slightly, feeling a flicker of discomfort under his gaze. “Thanks. Have you seen Rhoda around?” I asked, eager to steer the conversation elsewhere. “Yeah, I think I saw her with a blonde guy,” he said. Lucas. “Wait, she’s your best friend?” “Yep,” I muttered, hoping to move on.

They would still be friends if death and cancer hadn’t taken one. Back to us. Cassie Reed and I have been best friends since the day we were born - and side by side, we've grown—from babies to toddlers, and now we are teenagers. Unlike normal teenagers who can have more than one friend, Cassie and I have been our only friends since we came of age. All through these years, our friendship blossomed - survived through twelve rules. There were times we faulted in a few - we forgave each other. At least, they weren't as serious as the ones we considered important - rules three, five, six, nine, and ten.

“We wouldn’t be sitting together if we didn’t, now would we, Ms. Florance?” Mindy’s jaw dropped. “Is he the friend you were talking about?” Mindy blasted with no reservations. “I thought his name was Rich?” If I could have melted into the floor at this point, I would have. Cody ran a hand through his hair. “Rich is the friend I was with last night. His flight left earlier.” He tilted his head toward Mack. “Mack is my workaholic friend who ended up staying in for the night.” Mindy narrowed her eyes to Cody. “That’s odd. I’m surprised you didn’t tell me your friend worked for the same company as me. I swear I told you last night that I work for Craft and Sneed.”

Cody, a man in his early twenties said with a chuckle. " So I don't know what I'm talking about because I'm pretty?" Dayna asked feeling very offended. " No...you don't know what you're talking about because you just don't. Luke had a plan!" Winfred Cody's best friend said. " Oh...and did he ever mention to even one of you what that fantastic plan was all about? Or did he make you guys do a bunch of random stuff while giving you tedtalks instead?" Dayna asked with a smirk.