Kars Jojo Novels & Stories

Joey immediately grabbed the hands of the two men and, to everyone’s surprise, threw the bodies of the two men on the dusty cement. “Shit,” they overheard Travis say. Joey looked over at Gaby. “You doing all right?” Gaby smiled. “Of course.” Joey again faced the two men falling to the ground as they stood up immediately. Now the four rushed at once—the speed with which Joey took action. In a flash, one of the men twisted his hands and feet as he knelt behind him. ‘Karate!’ Gaby thought. Gaby saw Travis making signs to the others to hurry.

Richard Walker's flight touched down in Miami just after ten in the morning, nearly a full day ahead of the thirty-six hours he'd promised his son. He hadn't told anyone the exact time — some old instinct, honed over decades of business dealings, insisted that arriving unannounced revealed far more than arriving expected ever could. People behaved differently when they thought they had time to prepare.

The sooner we see Jojo, the sooner I can get out of here. Jojo sat hunched behind the counter of his ramshackle kiosk, his gnarled fingers idly tapping against the cracked wood. His skin was like ancient parchment, yellowed and thin, stretched too tightly over sharp bones. Deep creases crisscrossed through his face and his eyes, sunken into shadowed hollows, gleamed with an unsettling sharpness, their yellowed whites almost blending with his sickly complexion. His mouth twisted into something that might have been a grin—if not for the unsettling gaps where his teeth should have been. The few that remained were crooked and stained, jutting from his gums like tombstones.

“Do you really think Jo would go that far? That he’d betray us like this?” Karim’s expression softened, but his resolve remained firm. “I don’t know, Ava. But I can’t ignore the possibility. I’ve seen what people are capable of when they’re desperate when they’re afraid. And Jo…he’s desperate. He’s lost everything, his power, his territory, his sister. He might see this as his only way out

He let me have carte blanche when it came to picking my team. They all congratulate me as we drive together to the hotel, Carlos pops open a bottle of champagne. We toast to my union, laughing, we drink a few glasses. “Mistress, you seem happy today, I know it’s all part of an act but for me it seems like you are genuinely happy today”, Ricardo sounding a bit amused at my state of happiness. Ricardo was the second one I picked after Sarah, he was Carlos’s bodyguard and personal driver. He is extremely well trained as a soldier and his specialty is vehicles, he is an accomplished road racer and there isn’t a vehicle he can’t steal. Boosting cars was his first job.

, Carlos got to finish his nonsense when the screeching sound of a speeding car sounded. "That's them!" I shouted leaving the ramshackle in a hurry. Jumping into one of Carlos' jeeps and plunging the key in, I was off knocking thousands of feeble bushes from the way. The Honda Civic being the only thing speeding down the road, I stepped on gas with relentless rage. Bloody bastard it was him and at the rate he was going, he didn't give a fuck whether a woman was with him or not. The downsloping tarmac a given advantage to Joaquin and with Carlos far behind me to actually catch the bastard, there was no way I was going to catch him at this rate.

The face was familiar. The lady laughed. “Stop squeezing your eyes like an old woman. I know you. The crazy woman who wanted me to be her surrogate.” Then she pulled off her face cap. “Soso,” Becky said in shock. “You?” “Yep. The one and only. Running into moving cars and pretending to be hurt, that one. What are you doing here?” “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” Becky asked. “I work here,” Soso grinned. “I’m a stripper now. You told me to do something meaningful, so I listened. I roll my waist and make dollars rain.”

he mumbles under his breath, looking at the arrangement of bedding with a critical eye. Carlos’s brows furrow and he kicks at Leo’s thigh. “You just reached the age for mating, don’t give me that. Kai just turned, what, 19? He’s barely there. And if you were mated anytime sooner, I would be all alone in here because you abandoned me.” “Yea, but I’d be about to get a real knot, so who’s the real winner here.” “Leo!” comes a properly scandalized voice from behind, and Carlos turns around to see Jada near the entrance of the cave with a shocked expression, like he had just found out someone broke the rules or said something nasty.

"Then who is Joey?" "Joey is one of the new hires I asked to help Carlos finish his work...she is only a reserve employee and maybe she will resign from the office soon after her job is done," explained Oskar, then glanced at Sarah with a smile, then stroked her soft cheeks. "You don't need to doubt my loyalty... I'm yours... . and you know that there is no reason for me to leave you or do anything to betray you ... It will only spoil the comfort of my life," he continued. "Is that true?"

Then, he reached out for the doorknob. “Why are you here? Where’s your boss?” Jojo did not expect to see such a pleasing sight. Her eyes almost fell out of her skull. She pinched her nose. “Michael! Put on your clothes! Boss is waiting for you in the car park.” “Car park? Why are we going to the car park? Hey, Jojo, don’t go. Explain.” “No, no. Michael, I have low blood sugar. Anyway, I’m going now. Hurry up. If you’re late, the boss will get mad.” Jojo pinched her nose and slipped away.