Cole And Jackie Novels & Stories

"But I want you to take me to the office. Now." Jack sighed, a sound of resignation, and adjusted the GPS. He knew better than to argue when I used that tone. As the car pivoted toward the financial district, I made a call across to one of my secret detectives whom I used for uncovering deadly secrets for Richard in business. It rang twice and the other end opened with Cole. I felt a momentary surge of relief; Cole was a shark in the system, a man who found things that didn't want to be found.

Cole misunderstood John’s tears and scolded “You should have thought before you signed and agreed to take this thing in.” John didn’t correct the misunderstanding; he lowered his head. “Rest assured, nothing will happen while your trunk is under my protection.” Cole could only promise with a straight face; He didn’t want to lose face in front of someone he despised. Jack tilted his head to acknowledge but didn’t verbalize any appreciation. He wasn’t appreciative… and he wasn’t in the habit of speaking for verbality.

He grits his teeth and lowers his gaze without uttering a single word. Jack laughs smugly and says coldly, "Take your family and get the hell out of here right now, or don't blame me for being too ruthless!" He brings out a glistening axe from his cloak and glares at every Cole present in the room. The Coles gulp, their hearts leaping into their bellies. "We will leave!" "Please don't kill us!" "We will leave!" They cry out exasperatedly, already walking! Joseph at the side stands and shakes his head in misery. "That's cheating! You cheated on us, Jack! It was supposed to be a fight of might.

Ultimately, Cole and Joan's togetherness brought more admiration to their relationship. Cole and Joan wound up forming fans as a couple, officially branding them as "JOLE." While teasing the crowd, Carie asked, "Are you excited to see our JOLE couple?" "Yes!!!!" The audience roared. "Well, alright then! Let's give it up for Joan and Cole!" Announced Carie, directing her hands to the backstage. Screams easily filled the studio as the couple walked in, holding hands and grinning altogether. They both waved at their fans as they made their way to their seats.

He said and I chuckled. The rest of the lesson was boring and lunch time has arrived. Jake and I walked to the cafeteria together and he put his arm around me. I'm used to it. "I have news for you." I told him as he looked at the menu. "Wait! You want to eat or just juice?" He asked and suddenly Cole appeared pulling me towards him. "Hello girlfriend and.. who the fuck are you?" He asked Jake. "Girlfriend? Cassie, what the-" "Who are you?" Cole asked cutting Jake.

“You should have died! What the hell do you want, Jack!” He lunged again, smashing a hole in the wall behind Jack as his brother jumped onto a windowsill gracefully. Blood poured from Cole’s wounds, and I could feel my own blood boiling in my veins. I tried again to speak but it was no use. “I told you, I want my fiancée,” Jack said, looking down at Cole like a god surveying mortals with disdain. Cole snarled. “Over my dead body.” He slammed against the wall, causing the building to tremble. Jack landed smoothly on the ground, and Cole moved quickly, his fearsome claws ripping through the air, only tearing Jack’s black cloak.

"Short version?" "Whatever version you want," Cole said. "I met Jack through someone I shouldn't have been friends with. On paper he looked like the perfect guy. Attractive, decent job, supposedly owned a house, his own truck. He was only twenty-five. I was twenty-three, and I saw us together, ready to make a family. I really wanted to be the stay at home mom then. I thought that was what I wanted." "Nothing wrong with that." "No. But looking back I think I wanted to be a mom for the wrong reasons. I wanted someone-a husband and kids-who had to love me. Being a mom was more about having a place to belong than love or maternal desire."

"The baby in Mia's belly is yours?" Jack: "A little late to realize it now, Elodie. Time to die!" Murder flared in his eyes, and he aimed the muzzle straight at my heart. A gunshot cracked through the air! In that same instant, Cole stormed in with a wave of elites in black behind him. He braced me steady behind him, raised his gun on Jack, and fired back round after round. Seeing things turn against him, Jack scrambled to the side and fled in a panic. "Get them! Five million to whoever guns Elodie down!"

I asked, sipping from the cup. Jake grinned. “I know enough.” And then, a presence joined us. Cole. He had gone to chat with some other crew members, and now that he was back. He didn’t sit down immediately. He just stood beside me and his presence made my breath catch. Then he finally moved and sat down on my other side. His body brushed mine and it sent a jolt of heat through me. Jake lifted his glass up, like he was making a fake toast. “Well, look at that. The silent protector has come back.”

As they drove their big dicks in their daughters' assholes, Jack and Roy Cole started a dialogue that took its tone from their longstanding rivalry as brothers. "Which one of us do you think can keep fucking ass the longest without coming?" Jack asked Roy. "Why, you think you can hold off longer while you're screwing Manuela than I can be balling Marika?" Roy answered. "Sure," Jack said, "if that's what I have to do to beat you at something. I can cum first or cum last. Whichever way you want to play it." "Dreamer," Roy laughed. "You've never whipped me at anything and you know it."