Josie Medina Novels & Stories

Josie sat on the bed, still scrolling through social media waiting for me to be ready for our media. As I put my hair in a bun, I heard Josie muttering under her breath, her fingers flying over the phone's screen. "Who are you arguing with online again?" I asked, my voice a mix of curiosity and concern. Josie looked up, her eyes reflecting a mix of frustration and anger, "Nothing, just trolls. People who don't know anything but feel entitled to pass judgment." Unable to ignore the tension, I stopped drying my hair and approached Josie. "Let me see…" I didn't even complete my sentence before she screamed.

I will try as much as possible not to make her suspect anything. I don't know who her loyalty lies more with, but at least, I knew it laid with her brother, and I didn't want to cause a rift between them. But I needed this. I needed to know how connected I was the Mateo De Luca. "I'm sorry Miss Lucia, but Isla cannot have ice cream now. She had a cold last night. That would just make her condition worsen," Josie said from beside me.

Later I’d give Minx a taste of the cigar burns. Later in the day, as I entered my apartment, I expected to find a weakened, scared woman. Josie was anything but. I’d also been told that Armando had secured Josie’s sister. I knew next to nothing about children. Jasmine was nothing like I envisioned. There was no way to prepare myself for the redheaded bundle of pure joy. Bracing myself for the unknown, I called out, “Josie.”

“Maybe you should try something sexier.” “I recorded it. Or maybe we should edit it and frame him,” Christiana whispered. I lost my cool. I pushed her violently and nearly punched her face. “How dare you insult my ego?” I yelled. “I’m sorry, Jojo,” Christiana whispered. “Don’t you dare! I am Josephine Maradona. Men tremble at my feet, and he won’t be exempted. I’m never going to win cheaply. I will make sure I break him with my beauty, and nothing will stop me.”

Annoyance began to hum in my veins as I skipped through several more similar pictures until I found one that turned my blood cold. It was a picture of teenage-looking Josie handing Helio Salazar a couple of paper folders. In another photo, Helio Salazar gave her money—a payment for the documents she brought.

We waved at them modestly, already used to how Trevor introduced us. "That's Joe," He said, referring to the buff bald guy seated two seats from Lexi. "He's our firearms and weapons expert," He explained, returning Joe's nod of acknowledgement. "That's Josie, she's a top profiler and that's Kathleen, bio engineer and CEO of Neptune labs." He said, introducing the two females. Josie and Kathleen were sitting side by side.

I took a deep breath and released it slowly. "Do you know someone who works at the entertainment club?" I asked. I saw she was lost for a second and it seemed her body got tense. She shook her head. "No..." she shortly replied. She reached for a glass of water and drank it straight. She looked really tense. "There is someone who works at the entertainment club who lives in your village," I opened up and started eating again. "Do you know someone named Magda? She's a good friend of mine," I asked and glanced in her direction.

She was dressed in hunting gear men wore ingreece centuries ago. "My name is Artemis, one of three moon goddesses." She said, as Dr. Botan appeared. "You've got my message?" "I did, it's a bit unusual are you sure about this?" "As long as the people responsible die." "This will make you happy, Queen Emiko?" "It will, reset the timeline." Artemis nodded and we were surrounded by a blinding light and then darknesss. Artemis POV

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“She needs you to pull her back.” I nodded and allowed her to lead me further up the steps. We lapsed into silence as she helped me if I tripped against the cold stone stairs. I just kept thinking it was a ridiculous amount of stairs. “Dear, stop pacing. You aren’t going to help things my pacing.” “I can’t help it!” A similarly soothing voice answered back but there was more of a worried tone. “Moon Goddess?” “I prefer Selene, but yes Alpha Desmond.” I clicked my teeth. “You meddle far too much in my mates life.”