Joshua J Cody Novels & Stories

"If I don't come out in ten minutes, you take the truck and you run. You take Henry and you disappear. Promise me." "Richard—" "Promise me!" "I'll wait ten minutes," Joshua whispered. Richard let go and vanished into the brush. Joshua sat in the cab, the silence of the woods pressing in on him. He watched the dash clock. One minute. Three. Five. A muffled explosion echoed from the quarry. Joshua didn't wait. He grabbed his medical bag and the scanner. He threw the truck door open and sprinted toward the gate. He didn't have a wolf’s strength, but he had the desperation of a man who had already lost everything once.

One human and the other a member of my pack, I don’t remember their name, but I recognize their scent and face. “Sorry to wake you, Mister Logan,” the human greeted. “Morning, trooper. Something I can help you with?" I asked, falling into character “I’m Trooper Shadow, and this is Trooper Bryant. We received a report of an attack on a couple of campers not far from your cabin last night,” the human spoke up. Bryant. I looked at my pack member, and now I remembered him. David Bryant, he’s friends with Mikali and Kurt.

It only served to strengthen my resolve not to test his loyalties by telling him. Over the course of several days, I was also finally able to teach him how to use his cell phone. He gave me one of my own and the first thing I tried to do with it was call Ben. Apparently, whatever was keeping the Blood Shade secret also blocked any calls and messages from leaving the island. Whoever Cora was, I both admired her and loathed her for making the Blood Shade so secure. If not for Lucas, I could honestly say that I was beginning to like living at the Shade. It was harder for him to get to me, with all the security measures Derek had built up around me at night, but there were still moments when he

Justin nodded and handed her five folders and said, “I pulled their backgrounds, and their histories thought you’d like to read through them.” When they climbed from the car, she noted there was a big black truck parked near the barns. She arched her brow and asked Justin “Your friend?” at his nod, they walked to the barns to meet Cody. Her first impression of Cody was he was a hardened take no prisoners kind of man. He was genuine and he didn’t talk around her he talked to her telling her what needed improving and what they could do here. She made sure he knew she knew next to nothing about the business, but she was willing to learn. They showed him around the place, and she showed him the

She phoned him, and he answered, "mom, I am safe." “Ok, please come home because they are shooting.” Joshua, not being afraid because he has his dad's blood, replied to his mom, “I promise I will be fine.” Suddenly there came a Ford Sierra speeding and shooting in the lane. Joshua was standing there when he suddenly recognized the person; they called him Plank. He has the number twenty-seven. The number twenty-seven in jail is the killer who does the twenty-six and twenty-eight’s work.

Lucas looked at Cody faintly. Cody could no longer speak in complete sentences. He was trembling. Despite being over 70-years-old, he felt as if he had yet lived his life to the fullest. He did not wish to die, and as long as he was not dead, he would be able to make the Lowe family prosper again. "Honorable demon, please spare my life!" Btoom Cody kneeled before Lucas, and he slammed his head against the ground. The passersby stared at each other as they exchanged terrified looks. Initially, they thought that Lucas challenging the Four Weapon Forces was the best joke in the world. However, from the current looks of it, it might not seem to be a joke anymore.

“What is Cody like? I didn’t really get to talk to him that much at the cookout.” “That’s because your tongue was stuck down Patrick’s throat,” I mutter. We all laugh when Ayo sticks her tongue out at me. “Well, he’s finishing up his last year at culinary school in Baltimore. That’s why he was away in Spain over the summer. He was completing a special training program there to learn more about European food, specifically Latin inspired food,” Jess says. “That’s pretty cool!” Lucy says. “All Jaime says about Cody is that he’s annoying and she can’t wait for him to get out of the house.”

Arjay said with disgust. "Oh well, please, you speak so highly of me and I have no idea who you are." Rusty replied. Arjay laughed and took a step closer. "The name is Arjay Bermudo..." "Commander of the Covert Ops of the Philippines Military" Joshua finished surprising everyone when he walked in. Joshua stood by Rusty then pulled out a gun and pointed it to Zhul who clutch Angel tighter. "Bring the others in" Joshua yelled. Soon a dark skin man with purple hair dragged in an unconscious Adrian.

Joshua warned with a smile and humor in his voice, “she doesn’t share. And she’s possessive. So, if you plan on pursuing her, stay away from other subs.” “There’s a story?” Ink asked. “There’s a few. At least one involving a Glock .45 pistol. I believe that a shot gun was used once. Or at least threatened to be used. She is still a Texas girl. And Cade’s dad is an MC president. She can handle her own.” “Twenty-one jerk salute.” Ink laughed. “Yeah.” Joshua started laughing. “She told me about that. You should probably let her know that Little Mark is Tank’s brother.”

Not easy, but solid enough to stand on. The camp sat below us. Three figures. A fire burning for hours. Supplies laid out and waiting. Someone had been here ready for Jude before the attack even happened. This wasn’t a man running from failure. This was a man running toward the next step of a plan still moving. Joshua crouched beside me. “We go at first light,” he said. I looked at Jude moving slowly around the fire. Wounded and still planning. “Ambush tomorrow,” I said.