Jensen Ackles Quotes Novels & Stories

"Mr. Nordstrom, I don't think that's right. This is my personal problem..." Jensen patted my shoulder with a smile. "Don't be one of those romance-novel girls who has help right in front of her and still chooses to suffer alone. Use the support you've got. Why wouldn't you? Only an idiot says no." I laughed before I could stop myself. The weight on my chest finally eased. When Jensen saw me smile, his eyes lit up. He stared for a second, then blurted, "You're pretty when you smile." Noah clicked his tongue, grabbed Jensen by the arm, and dragged him off.

Stupid psychotic asshole! "First of all, if I had a kid I wouldn't have enlisted because I could have died and I wouldn't do that to my kid. I had no father for the majority of my childhood and Gunnar did what he could but it wasn't the same," Ace's smile turned into a frown, his eyebrows furrowing and eyes glazing as if he were transported back in time for a short moment, "I'd never do that to my kid." "So, what I'm hearing is that you wouldn't do what you do if you had a family?"

“Turn around.” Ace nodded, and lifted his shirt to reveal a sculpted torso covered in scars and ink. He did a slow spin, showing Jack that he had nothing tucked into his jeans, and no shoulder holster. Then he bent over and lifted the legs of his jeans, so Jack could see that he had nothing in his boots. That was when Jack finally lowered his weapon. “Coffee?” Ace offered. “No.” Jack walked a bit closer. “So, what’s happening with Jensen?” Ace turned to look at Jack. “It’s big.”

Jessica sneered viciously as she folded her arms in a grAcelonful manner. "I think he already has a dozen kids out there, it's just that he's too much of a jerk to admit it." Acelon replied heartlessly as he threw a half smile at Shane. And Jessica then used Acelon's comment as a topic of conversation to corner Shane who was trying to evade. They all end up drowning in the chaotic atmosphere that Jessica and Shane managed to create regarding Shane's habits with her women. As for Acelon, he remained the party that continued to radiate silence with all kinds of prejudices that only himself knew.

< >we're going with you, duh< Jasmine said in a matter of fact tone making me clench my jaw. >No you're not. Go back to the pack house. This is my problem to deal with not yours< I replied. >The hell it is dude. We're your friends AJ and friends don't let friends on there own< Axel said. >Besides, we need a little adventure in our lives don't you think?< Jensen asked making me roll my eyes.

Almost. After a while, he speaks again. “You know, whatever it is, you could talk to someone.” I let out a dry, humorless laugh. “Yeah? And say what?” Hey, so Nikolai owns my ass, and his son seems to think he does too? Oh, and by the way, I might’ve just fucked up my entire life because I can’t stop playing into their bullshit? Jensen lifts a brow. “I don’t know, man. You don’t have to say shit, but maybe stop pretending like you’re fine.”

I trailed off almost regretting my words. Why am I even asking? "What about him?" He looked up at me. "You never talk about him" I smiled at a family friend as she passed by. Javi pushed his food aside as well, signaling to the waiter. "There's pretty much nothing to say," I muttered a thank you to the waiter before he leaves with our leftovers. "Why? You guys don't get along?" Urging him to say more. What can I say? I'm curious. "That's an understatement, Ace is a 26-year-old baby with zero direction in life, thank goodness he's a TV presenter, at least he's good at something." Ouch! No filter.

“What a bad place to put a girl from the countryside.” Jensen cracks up, his leather jacket creaking as he leans back. “Who the fuck cares? Take it. Go take her!” He throws the folded paper onto the table and leans in to say lowly, “Make her look at you with those big green eyes you are constantly dreaming about!” *** Arawn – present The door opens, and Jensen walks into the suite like he owns the place. But that’s nothing new. He was always this way. “Where is everyone?” He shouts while walking towards the poker table with open arms.

"You're saying that marshmallows are like his picture?" "I didn't say it was sane." He shrugged. "And I probably don't know him well enough to say I'm a hundred percent sure, but I'm going to assume that the issue wasn't the fact that he's obsessed with marshmallows and more that he uses them as a comfort." My jaw dropped open. Alec chuckled. "Wow, it feels so good to be the smartest guy in the SUV." I rolled my eyes and unbuckled my seatbelt. "Thanks for the ride and... the talk..." I stopped and glanced at the backseat. "You're going to be an awesome dad, you know that?"

Charlie smiled at Kaeden and said, “Hello, Uncle Kaeden.” Kaeden approached and hugged Charlie, saying, “Charlie, from now on, the Ackers are your own family. If you need anything, just ask, and the Ackers will spare no effort or expense to help you!” Charlie nodded slightly, and then Lord Acker continued introducing Jaxson, saying, “Charlie, this is your third uncle, Jaxson.” Charlie looked at his third uncle and said, “Hello, Uncle Jaxson.” Jaxson also stepped forward and embraced Charlie gently. He could not help but sigh and say, “Charlie, I'll always be grateful to you for what happened in New York. If it wasn't for you, I would've been blindly harming all the members of the Ackers.”