Jojo Mcdodd Novels & Stories

“Anyone want something to drink? ’Cause I’m getting beer.” He was completely out of sight before Jo turned to me, sitting behind my desk. “What?” I asked him. “What if he has a point?” “He does have a point. I’m just not gonna take it… Wade McCoy’s case is one we asked for ourselves, remember. Jo, we can do this… We’ve done it before with that Rosa Montenegro’s grandmother—that took us six years.”

“Standing at the top of the cliff. I waited until Hayden got to her in case I had to run back and get help.” “Maddox, do you remember when you were like nine and you almost drowned?” Jo looked over at him. Maddox grimaced. “That was not my fault.” “Jo knew Maddox back then?” Gavin was just watching. “Childhood friends.” Gavin nodded. “I knew about Steele and Spencer. Just didn’t realize Jo was in there.” “Is Maddox growing on you?” He caught my eye as I smiled at him. “I haven’t decided, but I’m ready for them to leave.”

A few minutes into the meeting Victor Lyndon received a text, he stood up, announcing he’s got to leave because of an emergency. Leo had lost interest in the meeting, his gaze kept going back to Victor Lyndon’s words about Moon Gods. Unsettled is an understatement right now. So far there was only two people in his life who he heard stuff like that from. First, November and now Victor Lyndon. ___________________________________________________ “What’s going on?” Victor asked the moment he stepped into the vicinity where Justice told him to go.

“And you know what else you didn't think about? Smoking pot when there was a bar room full of people and a cop a few feet away. I smelled that junk as soon as I approached you guys. What were y’all thinking?” “Rita wanted to honor Joe by smoking a couple of joints. We’ve never done that before. Well, I haven’t done it - here,” she mumbled. Matt raised his hand to rub his chiseled features. “Okay, let’s chalk the moonshine and the weed up to a learning experience. Let’s get back to Jesse. How many times did you sleep with him?” “Oh god.” Jodi was about to protest, but she realized that Matt wasn’t going to let it go until he got the answers he wanted. “Once.”

“Yours.” XXX Madonna Saint Elise POV “Why are you in the city if you’re filming in Vancouver?” Joemar asks before devouring the last of his fourth piece of pizza. The man can eat. It’s actually impressive. Even if this is the most divine pizza that has ever touched my tongue, I fell out of competition after two large slices. Joemar is still going, reaching for another. “I had an audition this afternoon.” “For a movie?” It felt like home on that stage today, the feeling still soaring through my veins. “For a play on Broadway.”

(MC Jea) The only person that was fast to react was The main MC, known as MC Jea, a charming and funny middle-aged man. He has been an MC for many shows, naturally, he has seen so many incidents before, but this is his first time to see someone who’s brazen like Kyu Dong Woo before his eyes.

I headed that way. “I’m on my way.” Once I was down the stairs in the basement I immediately saw why Mike called me. Chained to the wall was the rotting body of Jordan. He looked like he had been tortured for hours then killed. “Damn it. Get him down.” We searched the rest of the house, but I knew no one was there. I also knew that if Jordan was dead then Joseph got the information he wanted. He knew where Lynn was and already had a few days jump on us. We made our way back down to the basement and watched as some of the men worked at getting Jordan down. I pulled my phone out to call Dillion. The phone rang and rang, but he didn’t answer. Weird, I thought as I hung up the phone and tried ag

He commanded, then leaned back comfortably. The assistant, Adams bated his eyes then opened his mouth to report, “Boss, it’s about what you tasked me to find out.” He stopped for a second then checked Nathan’s reaction and seeing him look calm, he cleared his throat then continued, “Sir Jesse truly went to Spain with his manager. But, I don’t know if it’s eloping or they went for a secret deal as I still couldn’t find it in his itinerary that he has any concert or anything to do there!”

Alpha Reed looked to be in his early 30s and he had short brown hair, dark eyes that were almost black and he had a few scars on his bulging arms, which pulled against his tight white tee as he crossed his arms behind his desk. He had a few personal photos in his office of a young woman. He raised a cut eyebrow at me and waved his hand to indicate for me to begin. "Well the letter has some inaccuracies, but there are some correct aspects such as I was a breeder and my mother still is a breeder, but I am a born shifter. When I was sent to the market, Timothy bought me and it turned out that he is my mate. Timothu burned off my breeder mark and marked me as his mate."

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.