BRODY CODY – for children aged 6-9

I’m excited to announce the release of BRODY CODY AND THE STEPMOTHER FROM OUTER SPACE, a humorous chapter book for children aged about 6-9. I’m sure that it will be the first in a series about Brody Cody, a boy who can’t help getting involved in all sorts of crazy adventures with the help of his friends, Kyle and Anastasia.

In the first book, Brody thinks an alien invasion might be about to start in his own home – just as his life starts to spiral out of control.

The book has already received a 5-star review on Reader’s Favorite. I’d love to know what you think, so please leave a comment below if you’d like to, and write a review when you finish reading it – on Amazon or Goodreads.


Brody Cody is almost eight years old and definitely, absolutely, positively does NOT want a mother. His mother died when he was a baby but life with his dad is just perfect.

Brody is horrified when his father goes away to a publishing conference and returns with a wife, Pandora Smith, who is a children’s author. His life spirals out of control as he is forced to eat healthy food, do his homework and help with some chores.

Even worse, he and his friends suspect that his new stepmother might be an alien from outer space.

A hilarious adventure for children aged 6-9.

BRODY CODY AND THE STEPMOTHER FROM OUTER SPACE is now available on Amazon: USA  –  UK  –  Australia  –  Canada  –  France  –  Germany  –  Italy   –  Netherlands   –  Spain  –  India  –  Japan

Here is an excerpt from the first chapter

1: Poor Baby Brody

There is something magical about babies. Most parents think that their baby is the most beautiful sight in the world.

Brody Cody’s parents could stare at him all day long. They never grew tired of looking at him, as if he was the first boy they had ever seen. Stylus and Peppermint Cody didn’t mind that Brody was a red squirming bundle who made a smelly mess in his pants all the time. He had nothing to say, he slept all day and cried all night. They still loved him more than anything in the universe.

The Cody family lived in a small house in Flowerpetal Street, near the centre of Sydney. Upstairs there were two bedrooms and one bathroom. Downstairs there was a kitchen and a living room. There was a small garden in the backyard and also just enough room to park their car.

Everyone said they were the perfect family. But we all know that nothing is ever perfect.

Then something awful happened.

One day, Mrs Peppermint Cody was pushing Brody in his pram. She was taking him for a stroll around the town.

Just at that moment, an empty runaway bus turned the corner. It raced down the hill, heading straight towards them. It was out of control.

Mrs Cody was looking the other way, gazing at a shop window full of cuddly teddy bears. She wanted the cutest bear for her dear little baby.

That was when the bus hit her, and she was killed in an instant. It was so sad.

I bet you’re thinking that poor Brody was killed as well, squashed as flat as a pancake by that great big bus.

The good news is that Brody was saved. Everyone said it was a miracle.

He was thrown right up in the air, and you won’t believe what happened next.

A policeman called Sergeant Smiles O’Grady was standing on the other side of the road. Luckily, he had once been a good cricket player.

Sergeant O’Grady caught Brody with his strong hands. That was the best catch he ever made in his entire life.

At first, he thought it was a giant cricket ball. After all, you don’t often see a baby flying through the air heading straight towards you.

Brody landed in his arms, sound asleep as if nothing had happened.


After that, there were only two people living in the little house: Stylus Cody and baby Brody.

Everyone felt sad about the accident. They cried buckets full of tears and said it was the worst disaster to ever happen.

“I don’t know how to manage without my darling Peppermint,” said Stylus, wiping his eyes with a tissue. “My little boy doesn’t have his mother.”

But there was no need for him to worry.

Brody didn’t know that his mother was dead. You see, babies don’t really know anything. A baby’s brain is almost like a blank sheet of paper. It takes years of growing up and going to school for them to learn everything they need to know.

Brody just kept on burping, eating, sleeping and pooing.

One day he gave his father a big toothless smile. For the first time in ages, Stylus Cody felt happy.


Brody was a cute toddler. He loved playing with his friends and living in the house with his dad.

You can’t expect a father to be very clever about taking care of a baby, but they can do well if they really try. Somehow, Stylus fed him and washed him and changed his diapers. Brody kept growing until, before they knew it, he was almost eight years old.

Not having a mother didn’t bother Brody at all. In fact, he definitely, absolutely, positively did NOT want a mother.

Peppermint Brody was just a lovely photograph hanging on the wall. There were two other women in Brody’s life, and he thought that was more than enough for him.

There was Mrs Dustin, who cleaned the house once a month. That was awful. She moved and tidied everything, upstairs and downstairs.

Brody could never find anything for at least two days afterwards. But with a bit of effort, his bedroom was soon back to being messy.

Aunty Persimmon lived in Perth. That was four thousand kilometres away, but she visited once a year. Every Easter, she flew over in a plane and stayed for a few days.

She spent the weekend spring cleaning the house. Then she took Brody out to buy some new clothes. After that, they always went to a museum.

Brody loved her and thought she was pretty. She looked like that photograph of his mother.

But it was such a relief when she said goodbye. Her visit was like a running race. When you get to the finishing line, you feel tired and stop to catch your breath.

“Heavy weather,” his dad said when she left. “We have survived the storm for another year. Fun while it lasted, though.”

“Was my mum like that?” asked Brody. He knew that Aunty Persimmon was her sister.

“No, your mum was perfect, like a gentle angel. And she was so beautiful.” He always looked sad when he talked about her.

Brody didn’t ask any more questions. He didn’t want his dad to get sad and start crying.

Stylus and Brody looked like two peas in a pod. They were both skinny with curly brown hair and big brown eyes. They had a squishy-looking nose that Aunty Persimmon said was cute. And small ears that stuck out like wingnuts.

Brody always told his friends that he didn’t want or need a mother. “Nothing will change my mind. You’re all welcome to have one, but I only want my dad.”

He thought that he and his dad had the perfect life. There was just the two of them, and he felt luckier than all the other kids at school.

There were five simple rules in the Cody house.

  1. No rules.
  2. No cleaning.
  3. No chores.
  4. Eat whatever you want.
  5. No homework.

At least, they were Brody’s rules.

His father didn’t have any rules.

Stylus always told Brody that they were as happy as can be. So Brody never really understood how it all happened, how it only took a few days for everything to change.

(end of the first chapter)

Thank you for stopping by. My name is Toni Pike, a multi-genre author who loves writing thrillers for adults, non-fiction, and hilarious books for children.

I’m the author of DESOLATION BLUFF, DEAD DRY HEART and The Jotham Fletcher Mystery Thriller Series: THE MAGUS COVENANT, THE ROCK OF MAGUS, THE MAGUS EPIPHANY and HOLY SPEAR OF MAGUS. My latest release is for children aged 6-9: BRODY CODY AND THE STEPMOTHER FROM OUTER SPACE.

I’m also the author of two non-fiction books. THE ONE WAY DIET is a no-nonsense guide to losing weight and HAPPY TRAVELS 101 is a short book of travel tips.

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