Don't Save Her J Cole Novels & Stories

“I don’t even know you. I…” Heather pauses and casts me a nasty glare. “This is the guy you were looking for, isn’t it? This is Kole.” Kole. It is Kole. He’s come to save me and I want to tell him how grateful I am for him. But of course, we have to deal with Heather and her gang first. Kole lets her stand as he sees they’re not going to attack me while he’s there at least. “I don’t want you to ever touch her again,” he says. “Or next time I won’t show you mercy.”

He asked him, "I want Julie. I need Julie Martinez.." "Fuck her, bro. Fuck her." Cole cussed in disgust, "She's gone and with what I've seen, she isn't coming back. Are you gonna commit suicide for that? Fucking no!" He made him turn to him and sighed, taking out his handkerchief to wipe off his glistening eyes. "You don't get to shed a single tears for her, bro. She ain't worth it. She's supposed to be the one in tears now, crying for her loss." He stated as a matter of fact.

"Justin, I really wish you'd never been saved when you were nine. You should've just been left to die." The moment Simone Scott said that, the private room exploded with noise. "Holy shit! Sim, that's brutal!" "Next time, when Justin's hearing is fully fixed, you should lean right into his ear and say it again. I'm dying to see if he'll cry when he hears it. Bet he'd look all meek and pitiful, like some goody-two-shoes pretending to be innocent."

Mike Freeway wasn't the only man in Coal City with a nose for fast money. Joe Collins—just as well recognized in the back room's smoky atmosphere as J. Cole—had a gift for smelling opportunity where other men smelled gunpowder. Tall, dark, and patient, Cole lived on very little. His greasy black hair clung to his skull, his pencil-line moustache curled into a snarl, and his chin, shadowed blue from the previous night's shaving, was rarely tobacco-stained.

After it was all over, I stepped out of the police station. I lit up a cigarette. The smoke curled up as a Ferrari by the curb rolled down its window. Harriet looked at me, asking, "What happened?" I gave a nod, the weight of resolution settling in my chest. "Everything's taken care of." The warmth from the car's heater wrapped around us as I handed her the USB drive. "Thanks for this." Shirley, bless her heart, would never have given up her phone's password, not with all that business intel locked away on it. That's why I had to get Harriet to shoot the video.

“Another delivery.” Elijah’s chest went tight. “From who?” Gabe looked at him. “Still no return address. I think they want us to keep guessing.” They stood in silence for a moment. Then Gabe slid the drive into his laptop. One single file. "08-11-20 PLANE CAM.MP4" They looked at each other. Neither spoke. Then Elijah hit play. The screen was dark for a second. Then it flickered. Inside: the cabin of a small private jet.

Cole put forward his thoughts. "Then we'll have his weakness," Aiden mused. How he wished that girl to be somehow related to Jacob. It will be so exhilarating. He would surely enjoy taming Jacob by using his weakness against him. But only if that was the case. "It seemed like the woman who saved that girl was Lilith," Cole said. "Yes, and if Lilith comes out of her hiding just to save a mere girl then brother, that girl ain't just any girl," Aiden said and Cole smirked.

Cole: But good for your heart. Oh. That’s unfair. My stupid heart immediately reacts. Traitor. I’m standing in the middle of the sidewalk smiling at my phone like a lovesick idiot when someone clears their throat beside me. I look up. Savannah. Of course. Because apparently the universe believes in emotional balance. Give me Cole’s sweet text. Then immediately punish me. Savannah stands with two Delta girls beside her, all three looking like they were handcrafted in a sorority lab. Perfect hair.

Candice said, demonstrating the peace sign he took his keys and left. “I will be in my room,you can as well have the house to yourself.” Cole said, taking all of his books to continue his study. “ I don't care you do know that I can fûck wherever I want even in your room. I have an empty head right” Zack smirked, and Cole just left paying no attention to his words. —---------- “I barely escaped, I got saved.” Debbie said, taking her hand to her chest. As if to stop her heart from racing so fast. “ it was just us at that floor, that man” she mutters,to herself grinding her teeth against each other in anger.

"Oh my God, are you serious right now? Have you heard for your eyes only? Let nas down? Nothing lasts forever? Stay? Tears for ODB? " She ticks her fingers off with each name—i shake my head at each. Truth is i have never heard the name J.cole, and when i finally admit it, the way she looks at me you would think i just confessed to child molestation. "Wait." She says "you are being serious right now? You haven't heard cole, like ever?. She says it like i'm supposed to be ashamed.I am so not ashamed. "Wow, you are lost in the days of Awolowo. "