Apparently J Cole Lyrics Novels & Stories

CJ explained calmly. I wasn't expecting it to be this simple but, I had to make do with the information I got, I just had to make sure it wasn't false. "Cole Johnson, you do know that I can destroy more than just you, right? Your name, your career, the gym, your family?" I said trying to instil fear in him. "You bitch!" "Then tell me the truth or I destroy everything precious to you. Now Talk!" I demanded shooting the leg of the next guy.

* *There’s nothing wrong with my mind* *I’m your Alpha-son and your best friend, don’t you think I can tell when something is weighing on you?* *Don’t worry about it, it’s nothing* *Cole, you are my brother and I love you* *I know, I love you as well* Cole stood up and shook off the sand turning away from me, *I’m hungry, let’s go for a hunt* *Yeh alright*

#JOHNSON_JUNIOR 🔞,( Season 2) Episode 12 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥 💥💥💥💥💥 💥💥💥💥 💥💥💥 💥💥 💥 Johnson ➡ What? . Guy 2 ➡ See person o, e dey pretend ehn? (look at this guy, you are pretending)

“She’s fierce. I can already tell.” He huffs softly. “Of course you can.” We’ve been circling the conversation all evening, both of us pretending not to be thinking the same thing. Names written in the margins of notes, spoken aloud and discarded, considered and set aside. Cole finally clears his throat. “There’s one I keep coming back to.” I tilt my head toward him. “Me too.” He glances at me, eyebrows lifting slightly. “Yeah?” “Jade,” I say softly. He exhales, like the word settles something in him. “That’s the one.”

“GOLDEN ECHO! GOLDEN ECHO!” Jaxon raised the mic, voice low and smooth. “New York… you with us tonight?” The arena answered with deafening chaos. He gave that slow, dangerous smirk that always sent the crowd wild. The beat crashed in. Jaxon’s Verse: ♪ I was shadow, I was smoke, yeah Lost in the dark, couldn’t find my road (Ah) Crown felt wrong, mirror showed a lie Thought I was king till the silence made me cry Two lives, two faces, split until I broke

“Breakfast. Ten minutes.” I muttered something unprintable under my breath and went back to get dressed. Downstairs, Julia had made pancakes—bless her—and coffee strong enough to wake the dead. Cole was already at the table, black T-shirt, tactical pants, earpiece in, like he was prepping for a mission instead of eggs and syrup. “You do realize this is breakfast, not combat training?” I said, sitting across from him. He didn’t look up from his phone. “You’d be surprised how similar the two can be.”

Jesse swings his legs out, trying to knock Lilith off her feet, but Lilith strikes him back with her massive wings, hitting Jesse and giving him just enough time to jump back up, preparing her next attack. Thus, I seized the moment to stand up and rushed over to Cole who was lying on the ground. I knelt on the stairs, my hands shaking as I brushed his tangled hair aside. "Are you in pain?" I asked, my voice sounding hoarse and full of anxiety. My eyes were busy frantically scanning his injuries. Cole groaned softly, but he still tried to smile weakly. "I'm fine," he replied, though his voice sounded weary. "I just need time to heal for a bit."

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.

“If you think this is a trap, why haven’t we been ambushed?” I asked, turning my attention to Jules who was now leaning against the railings. “They’re scared of us and the havoc we can wreak on them,” Cole said. I chuckled lightly before breaking into a small laughter as Jules joined in. Cole had always been a hothead, his first instinct has always been to shed blood and make do with whatever repercussions arise from the ashes.

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.”