Coley Does Things Novels & Stories

“Cole does what’s best for Cole. Always has. Always will.” I gritted my teeth. “Tell me,” he continued, tilting his head, “has he told you what he does when he’s gone? Have you ever asked? Or do you just wait for him like a good little fiancé?” My chest tightened. Of course, I’ve wondered. I just try to make myself believe that I shouldn't care because we’re not really engaged. Cole is always disappearing. Always busy. Always handling “business” that I didn't know then until that bathroom incident happened at the club.

he defended. “You absolutely did not,” Tyler said. “Mrs. Brooks looked two seconds away from calling security.” “She did not,” I argued still chuckling. “She absolutely did,” Tyler insisted. “But then genius over here suddenly turned into Mr. Emotional Monologue.” My stomach flipped slightly at the memory. “A month since Riley entered my line of sight,” Tyler repeated dramatically, placing a hand over his chest. “Cole Donovan, everybody.” Cole looked deeply exhausted. “That line worked,” he said simply.

Cythia’s P.O.V. (Continued) He grinned mischievously, showing me a toothy smile, but it only made my heart sunk a little. There was very little about Cynthia Lombart on the net. Cole had a knack of coding, and I know that he is a very curious child. But there is no way that he would do anything illegal, right? “I admitted th… that I browsed about them, and I really found nothing important, but you know that Mom loved watching Billionaire’s drama, right?” he answered mischievously.

"I went to talk to him." Cain let out a harsh breath, shaking his head. "You need to be incredibly careful around him, Eli. I told you that before. Cole is the kind of person who understands exactly what people need to see. He plays a character to get what he wants. It is all insight and manipulation with him." I looked at Cain, completely tired of the constant back-and-forth accusations between the two brothers. I decided to challenge him directly. "Are you really talking about Cole right now, Cain?" I asked, stepping closer to him. "Or are you actually exposing something about yourself to me?"

"It's like a weird good luck charm. He'd probably trip over his own feet if he didn't do it." We painted a picture of Cole with our words, a collage of small, human details that felt more real than any story about a distant, elite heir. We told her about his secret sweet tooth, his terrible singing in the shower, and how the corners of his eyes would crinkle when he tried not to laugh at my dad's awful puns. "So trust us, Lady Merilyn. If you’re with him, looking at the flowers together, then that means something. Cole doesn’t waste effort unless it matters."

~HARLAN~ Cooley’s eyes locked onto mine, his face flushed a rosy pink. Sweat gathered on his forehead, trickling down the sides of his face. His chest rose and fell with uneven breaths, his eyes blazing with a dangerous mix of fury and sin. That was it. The reason I loved aphrodisiac so damn much. It stripped away power from the mighty and turned the unbreakable into helpless. The most defiant bastard like Cooley became putty, begging without words.

she said, "will stay out of it. And that, Coven Leader Hayle, is a direct order from your Council." Damn her. We can handle it, Piers sent. He had no idea. ***

I say quietly. His eyes soften. “Not planning on it.” The shower is hot, almost painfully so, but I welcome it. It washes away dirt, blood, fear—at least on the surface. I lean against the tile, letting the water run over my face, trying not to think about drones and mercenaries and fathers who think kidnapping is parenting. When I step out, wrapped in a towel, Cole is leaning against the doorframe like he never left. “Reyes gave me clothes,” he says, holding up a soft T-shirt and sweats. “Not your style, but better than hypothermia.”

Suzy buzzed, gobbling greedily on the turkey. "Well, I did. You don't expect me to tell you everything, Suzy. We're not together anymore." "That's right, I tend to forget that most of the time." She mumbled, as Cole remained quiet. "So, Cole what have you been up to these days?" Big Joe enquired. Cole picked the glass of water that was beside him, and emptied its contents before turning to Joe. "Well, I've been busy with a lot of businesses and investments. You know how all these things go."

"Caught all that, did you?" "Yep." "Just so you know, Dory's just blowing off steam. Don't take it out on anyone, okay?" Cole leaned casually against the tea room doorway, his comfy grey and black loungewear hanging loosely on his frame. His arms were crossed, his scowl deep and unmistakable, broadcasting his foul mood for the world to see. "I've got this," he said, his voice firm. "We'll get you a new assistant tomorrow. I'll have my guys handle the quitting stuff."