Apparently J Cole Lyrics Novels & Stories

Cole started, blood trickling from his lips. "Stay down," Jace warned, standing over him, his chest heaving. "And stay away from her. If I ever see you near her again, if I ever hear that you've so much as looked at her, what I just did will seem like a love tap. Understand?" Cole glared up at him, hatred burning in his eyes, but he nodded slowly. "Good." Jace turned to me, his expression softening immediately. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

He tightened his hold on her waist and said, "I love you so much, Joan. You know that right?" They loosened their embrace to look at each other. It was then that Cole realized that the song was coming to a close. He smirked before deciding to sing along the lyrics. "It's always on a night like tonight I thank God you can read my mind 'Cause when you look at me with those eyes I'm speechless Starin' at you, standin' there, in that dress What it's doin' to me, ain't a secret 'Cause watchin' you is all that I can do

she cooed in a baby voice. "Done," Kevin agreed and pulled out his wallet, counting the bills. In that moment, the DJ started playing a song in the background by Lil Wayne and Fat Joe; I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh!), Yeah, I'm in this bitch with the Terror Got a hand full of stacks, better grab an umbrella I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh!) I make it rain on them hoes (2×) As the song played, blasting from the speakers, Monique started to dance, going over to shake her ass for Kevin.

Jesse grinned and Cole pulled away from him. "Bro, I suggest you leave the room before I rip your tongue out," Cole says to him and I can see his eyes flash a bright orange color. Jesse straightens up with a smirk before he walks out the door waving his arms, clearly undaunted by Cole's threat. "Ahem." Then Cole gets my attention again. "Let's get started." "Okay, so what do you think of this presentation?" I turned the screen to him and he read my writing again.

Cole: Good morning to you too, baby. My face heats. Me: Do not baby me. People know. Cole: Yeah. I stop walking. Me: Yeah??? Cole: Team found out. Me: Cole. Cole: In my defense, I smiled at your text and Jake reacted like I committed a crime. I close my eyes. Of course. Of course Jake caused this. Me: So now everyone knows because you smiled? Cole: Pretty much. Me: You are dangerous to my peace. Cole: But good for your heart.

Walker responds and we all consider that for a moment. “Fuck. I’m so tired of these maybes and guesses. We need to find solid proof of who’s doing this. I hate this feeling.” Cole says and I look at him, “What feeling?” I ask. He looks at me cryptically, “Like everything’s about to fall apart.”

Seated there at the back, I just observed them. Suddenly, Cole’s jaw clenched, a visible worry on his face as he drove through the busy streets. “Can you believe this?” he finally muttered, breaking the silence. His tone carried a mixture of frustration and disbelief. Jules looked up from his phone, a smile playing on his lips. “Believe what?” Cole shot him a glare, his words dripping with sarcasm. “That we’re stuck with her. Every damn day.” Jules chuckled, seemingly unfazed. “Well, maybe Dad thinks we need a babysitter.”

I have successfully transferred that violent passion to actual punching bags, but I don’t think I would ever stop craving it till I grab the person who brought this out of me in the first place and punch them till their face turns to fucking paste. I was rudely yanked out of my blood as fuck thoughts when I heard my name being called through the music. I looked up from my gloves to see two familiar figures walking towards me. Jade. And Cole. What the fuck is Cole fucking doing here? I turned off the music, staring flatly at them as they drew closer. Jade’s hair was up in a messy -he-grabbed-my-hair-and-fucked-me type of ponytail and in tight dark green gym clothes to match her eyes. And that

(Content Warning) (Jamison’s POV) “Cole. Cole.” I tap my friend’s cheeks trying to get him to wake up. Alpha Redmen has started getting very creative with the locations he takes Cole and there’s no way to get him back to his room without him being awake. “Cole!” I try again and finally get a groan in response. “You’re going to be the life of me.” I speak with a nervous chuckle in my voice. “I told you to leave me.” He speaks with a heavy wheeze.

Phoebe's POV As the song was ending, Cole made the DJ switch to something from Justin Bieber titled: Intentions. The one he sang with Quavo. We all went gaga when the soundtrack rolled in and screamed the lyrics at the top of our voices. "Picture perfect, you don't need no filter Gorgeous, make 'em drop dead, you're a killer Shower you with all my attention Yeah, these are my only intentions Stay in the kitchen cookin' up, got your own bread