Jack Cole Choreography Quotes

The Fool knows this game and this world better than anyone. He can take care of himself."

"But he can't see his own future! And he was so sick." "Matto was doing tons better than before," Finn assured me.

"Sievā, he'll travel with another person (JACK!) reading his companion's future to safeguard his own. You know his weaknesses, but you ignore his strengths."

I didn't want to be part of the problem. "Wh-when will he come back? Will I ever see him again?"

Aric's eyes were grave. "He'll find you when you least expect it. . . . ~ Kresley Cole

Well, what if he's ... old? He's been down here for years. What if he's ninety?" Cole's voice sounded very pleased at the notion.
"I wouldn't care," I said.
"Oh, you wouldn't care if you brought Jack all the way home from the tunnels only to end up sending him off to a rest home? You'd be fine spoon-feeding him mashed peas as long as the two of you were together?"
I grimaced. "Believe it or not, I would. As long as I had him back."
"Kinky." Cole smirked. ~ Brodi Ashton

Cole, did you ever stop to think maybe on some level Brandon knew you always loved Gemma and maybe this was his way of driving you two together?" Cole went quiet for a moment, then angled his head. "Have you been taking shrink classes, pal?" Jack laughed and toyed with his dog tags. "No, but I've been to enough of them to know how this all works." He got quiet for a moment, like he was thinking about his own demons, before saying, "I know Brandon asked you to watch over her, but she's a strong, independent woman. Maybe she's not in need of your protection. ~ Cathryn Fox

Your future refuses to behave." Coo-yôn yanked off the jacket he'd sourced for me. Up was down. Then he stepped back. And released me -

I toppled over, falling out of my seat onto the ground. Was the sosie dumping me on the side of the road? 'Cause I was about to die? "Now, let's just talk . . . 'bout this, coo-yôn."

He caught hold of my good ankle, then dragged me farther away from the truck. He'd hauled me into . . . a bank of snow.

Jack and I had marveled at the snow. I spun in circles as flakes fell, dizziness overwhelming me.

I'd known this was going to send me spiraling. Gasping for breath, I collapsed, tears streaking down my face.

I lay in the snow and lifted my hand to the sky. Flakes landed on my damp face. Each one was a cool kiss good-bye.

Lying in that bank of snow, I gazed up at the falling flakes. They drifted over my face. Soft, soft. Like Evie's lips. With effort, I lifted my scarred hand to the sky. I closed my eyes and pretended my Evangeline was caring for me.

J'ai savouré. I savored each cold kiss. . . . ~ Kresley Cole

Aric told me I should give my blessing to you and Jack."

She snorted. "You can bless us all you want, but it's not happening."

I frowned at her. "You told me things had changed between you two."

"Yeah. As in, I made peace with the fact that I'll never be with him. It was a done thing between you two before I ever came into the picture."

"Why are you so sure?"

"After he heard you didn't want to have anything to do with him, J.D. took it bad - like head in his hands, pulling out his hair. So we got wasted together. I told him how I felt about him, and I tried to kiss him."

Jealousy scored me.

"And do you know what he did?"

I held my breath.

"He pushed me away, telling me that the people of his mother's blood fall in love once. They pray they get it right - because it can't be changed. He told me his mother loved his father, unrequited, and nineteen years of misery couldn't shake it. ~ Kresley Cole

I noticed Jack wasn't drinking, and that departure from his normal behavior concerned me as much as everything else I was seeing.

He raked his hand through his hair. "Why woan you help me, boy? I told ma fille I'd be coming for her." My girl. When his gray eyes misted wet, my heart lurched. "What the hell is he doing to her?!"

Matthew, you haven't told him I'm safe! Do it now!

- Won't lie. - ~ Kresley Cole

Sunlamps and food and safety. Sounds mighty nice.
I want that for you.
Because I love you.
This might be the most noble thing I've ever done. Noble, for the record, hurts like a blade to the heart.
Je t'aimerais toujours,
Jack
Je t'aimerais toujours. I will love you forever. ~ Kresley Cole

His lips parted. "Es tevi mīlu." I love you.

For an instant, I saw Jack above me. A moment of time. . . .

I blinked, and I was staring into starry amber eyes again. ~ Kresley Cole

Most of all I hated Evie, all the more 'cause I wanted her so goddamned bad. I took another draw from my bottle to numb the pain - but not in my arm.

Just to make the night weirder, when Evie had been screaming at me, I'd seen things that couldn't be right. Like something had been . . . glowing on her face.

I shook away the thought, taking another slug.

"Why were you so mean to her, Jack? You've never been unkind to a fille a day in your life."

When I'd first seen Evie and looked into her eyes, for a split second everything in me had gone from full-on chaos to something like . . . peace. Christ, that feeling was addictive. So how was I going to live without it? "She's got me twisted up inside. ~ Kresley Cole

If you give me the name of the contraceptive shot you had, I will source for more of them. I am keen that nothing interrupts our enjoyment of each other." His tone indicated the understatement of the millennium.
"It's called Depo-Provera. It's supposed to last three months or so, and Paul has a few more doses." When he'd injected me, I'd said, "The idea of living another three months feels far-fetched right now." He'd replied, "Better safe than sorry, huh?"

Aric nodded. "I will be on the lookout for it."


Aric raised a brow at that. Then, seeming to make a decision, he eased me aside to get out of the bed. "I have something for you." As he strode to our closet, I gawked at the sight of his flawless body.

The return view was even more rewarding.

He sat beside me and handed me a small jewelry box. "I want you to have this."

I opened the box, finding a gorgeous gold ring, engraved with runes that called to mind his tattoos. An oval of amber adorned the band. Beautiful. The warm color reminded me of his eyes whenever he was pleased.

"My homeland was famous for amber - from pine." He slipped the ring on my finger, and it fit perfectly. Holding my gaze, he said, "We are wed now."

First priest I find, I'm goan to marry you. Jack's words. I recalled the love blazing from his gray gaze before I stifled the memory. "Aric, th-this is so beautiful. Thank you."

The symbol of his parents' marr ~ Kresley Cole

Jackson asked, "Where'd the water come from in your house?"
"A pipe." Then he explained to Jackson, "Water travels in pipes. ~ Kresley Cole

Evie?"

"I want this, Jack! Kiss me."

He did, briefly muting the Reaper, rekindling my excitement.

But Death was yelling. - NEVER, CREATURE! -

This place was perfect, a moment in time; it should be just me and Jack. Now Death was ruining it. "It's no use. He doesn't want us to do this. And I don't understand why."

"Look at me, Evie. Stay with me."

I gazed up at Jack, peering into his eyes. They were stormy gray, filled with desire, yearning. Even vulnerability. "He doan get a goddamned say, now, does he?"

When Jack held my gaze, Death was quieted, the heavy weight of his presence ebbing. - Sievā, do not do this. . . . -

See-whatta? Then he faded.

Faded to nothing.

"His voice is quiet. This is working!"

"Then I'm goan to be looking into your eyes when I take you. You hear me?"

I nodded, wanting this more than I'd ever imagined I could.

He traced his hand between us, lower, lower, dipping his fingers. "So hot," he groaned. "So perfect. You want this too." It wasn't a question. ~ Kresley Cole

Cole,do you feel anything for me?" I don't know what made me ask this, except that Jack had asked him the night of the Tunnels.It obviously surprised him.
He backed up. "What?"
I inched forward,not quite sure I was going with this. "Do you feel ... something for me?"
He was quiet,still as a statue, so I moved even closer.
"Don't,Nik." His gaze dropped to the ground.
"If you feel anything, please leave me alone.I don't know why I survived.I don't have your answer. Shadowing me will get you nothing."
Then he did something unexpected. He backed down, and as he turned around to his motorcycle,he shook his head and mumbled, "What have you done to me?"
"I don't know," I said. "But you have ninety-nine years to figure it out."
He kicked it on and revved the engine, and at the sound,he found his cocky smirk again. "That's a long time, Nik. Jack is gone,and I'm here.Let's see who gives up first. ~ Brodi Ashton

You smell like honeysuckle. You likin' ole Jack now?"
"I never stopped liking you. Even when you were warding me away with the power of Catholicism. ~ Kresley Cole

Even if you escaped this place, which is impossible," Death said, "you would never reach her.

I glanced up at Death. "So my plan should be to wait here, docile, until you murder me? Along with the rest of your lackeys?"

Saying these words out loud was like a corner turned, a line crossed. One answer rang through me.

Never.

After my mother's sacrifice for me, I'd be damned if I rolled over now. I owed it to her to fight.

I had a new mission: self-preservation. I had to get this cuff off, so I could protect myself from Death. Sooner or later the novelty of having me here, his princess in the tower, would wear off.

I needed to be ready.

"Why didn't you tell me about Jack earlier? And Matthew? Why not just torpedo me from the beginning?"

"My reasons are my own. But I did warn you not to give Deveaux your innocence."

I rolled my eyes at his terminology. "Really, Father Time? And what business is it of yours anyway? ~ Kresley Cole

Doan be scared, bébé," he rasped with a brief kiss to my lips. "I'm goan to take care of you." Staring down into my eyes, he began prodding deeper. "I've wanted you for so long." And deeper. "My God, woman!" When he was all the way in, a strangled groan burst from his chest.

Pain. I just stifled a wince, far from enamored with this.

Voice gone hoarse, he said, "You're mine now, Evangeline. No one else's."

He must be right - because Death's presence had disappeared completely.

Jack held himself still, murmuring, "Doan hurt, doan hurt."

"It's getting better."

"Ready for more?"

I nodded. Then regretted it. Pain.

Between gritted teeth, he said, "Evie, I got to touch you, got to kiss you. Or you woan like this." A bead of sweat dropped from his forehead onto my neck, tickling its way down to my collarbone.

"O-okay."

Still inside me, he raised himself up on his knees, his damp chest flexing. His hands covered me, cupped, kneaded, his thumbs rubbing. When I started arching my back for more, his body moved. And it was . . .

Rapture.

"Jack! Yes!"

In a strained tone, he said, "God almighty - I am home, Evangeline." Another thrust had me soaring. "Finally found the place . . . I'm supposed to be."

He leaned down, delivering scorching kisses up my neck and down to my br**sts, bringing me closer and closer to a just-out-of-reach peak.
Kresley Cole

Goody Two-shoes Evie Greene got herself pickled, for true. If I'd known you were such a juvenile delinquent, I might've asked for a new history podna."
"Juvenile delinquent? Hmm. Aren't your initials J.D.? If the shoe fits ... ~ Kresley Cole

The two of them were acting like such ... guys. I wanted to strangle them. ~ Kresley Cole

Even over the rumble of the quakes, I thought I heard Jack rasp, "Bebe?" Then louder: "Doan you do this!"
I gasped out, "T-take care of him, Jack-" Death yanked me to him, sweeping me up in his arms. I fought him with any strength I had left, hyperventilating, dulling my claws on his armor, not even scratching it. Death just laughed.
"Evie! EVIE!" Jack's bellows grew fainter as the light brightened. "I'm comin' for you! You know I will! ~ Kresley Cole

Maybe I . . . shouldn't tell him what I thought I'd heard. Not until I knew more. How exactly would I put the revelation anyway? Jack's alive, but apparently he kept that little detail secret. Ah, but Matthew spilled the beans! Buying myself time, I waved Aric on.

I was scarcely listening as he began talking about Paul, of all people. How the EMT had grown worried when I'd been shut in with my grandmother for so long. How I had lost weight and become listless. The man had pleaded with me to get a checkup, even offering to source contraception after Aric and I had started sleeping together.

Wait. I glanced up. "After?"

Aric nodded. "He said you told him you had no need of contraception."

The hell? "I went to him and got a shot prior to us getting together. I told you about it."

"As I told him in turn, but he swears that never happened."

Real? Unreal? Had I . . . imagined my meeting with Paul? I'd already feared gaps in my memory; Gran had told me things that I'd had no recollection of. Was I now inventing memories?

Had I invented Jack's return?

In a soothing voice, Aric said, "I'm not angry, love. Just talk to me." He wasn't the first person to look at me as if I'd gone insane, like I was trouble with the possibility of rubble.

Won't be the last.

No. I refused this. I had heard Jack, and I had gotten that shot. "It did happen, which means Paul's a liar." But why would ~ Kresley Cole

I doubt she'll welcome you if I tell her you undressed me."
"Maybe she'll only partially welcome me."
Smart-ass. ~ Kresley Cole

Your mortal's storming the slaver den." Aric's tone was half-amused, half-approving. "I'm hereby inviting myself on his incursion. ~ Kresley Cole

My main influences have always been the classic jazz players who sang, like Louis Armstrong and Nat King Cole and Jack Teagarden. ~ Mose Allison

I couldn't feel guilty any longer for misdeeds committed by another incarnation. I wouldn't. "I'm sorry for your past, Aric. I wish it had been different. I wish I had been. But I refuse to keep paying for what I did in past games.""Do you, then?"
"In our first meeting, you skewered me with your sword. In other words: you started it. You didn't ask me to marry you, just ordered it. I played the hand I was dealt."
"I take your point."
"Let's begin anew, Empress." (He expects her to 'forgive/forget' for him but not Jack?) "The mortal can't provide for you like I can. I offer you a home. Defensive, I said, "Jack plans to rebuild Haven House for me."
Anger flashed across Aric's face. He schooled his reactions as quickly as he did everything else, leaving his emotions to seethe beneath the surface. "If you desire something, all you have to do is tell me. It will shortly be yours. You'll see soon enough." (Bribery for her to favor him?)
What if Aric could straight-up end the game? Blow up the machine?
"Deveaux will never understand you as I do. As only another Arcana can." "Maybe not. But we have other ties." I thought of the ribbon he'd kept all this time, the one now in my pocket.
"As do we. We are wed." (after Aric ordered her to do so.) "I think of you as mine.
"When I recognized that you weren't over your infatuation with the mortal, I might have been . . . testing you." He'd tested me the other night as well! "What if I'd surrendered?" ~ Kresley Cole

Making your own T-shirts? Don't you have people for that?" I asked. "Like professionals?"
"Well,I usually travel with an army of professional T-shirt makers, but today I thought I'd go it alone."
Jack didn't take his eyes off me as Cole spoke. I wasn't sure he was even listening,or aware Cole was there.
"What are the screens for?" I asked.
"Elvis Presley as a corpse.You wanna come look?" Cole gave me a grin as if he'd just asked if I wanted to see rainbows being made.
"You had me at 'corpse.'"
Jack chuckled. "Saying good-bye here. Remember?"
I turned to Jack, rose up on my tiptoes, and kissed his lips lightly. "Two weeks,Jack. It'll fly by."
I started to back up,but Jack grabbed my hand and pulled me close. "No you don't," he said. "The corpse can wait."
He gave me a kiss that was not quite appropriate for public view,and I would've been embarrassed if I hadn't lost the ability to think straight. His arms reached around my back,and he pulled me in tight against him so that my feet were barely touching the ground. And things started disappearing around us,just like they did every time Jack kissed me.
He pulled back. "What were you saying about two weeks?"
"That it will feel like forever," I said, breathless.
"That's better." Jack lowered his head so his forehead was touching mine. "Miss you."
"Miss you too," I whispered. ~ Brodi Ashton

- I told Jack. -

And?

Matthew sighed. - And. -

What does that mean?

- You're in my eyes. -

A vision began, and I saw a blur of Jack. He was frenzied, tearing at his hair as he yelled -

NO, Matthew! I shook my head hard. No, I don't want that! I'd only recently gotten my emotions under control. I wasn't that bulletproof.

It faded. - Empress? -

I don't want to see him. I can't. I couldn't handle any more rabbit holes!

- I feel your heart; it actually aches. - The same words he'd told me on the night Jack had confessed his feelings to me. ~ Kresley Cole

I know! What can I say? I'm fucked off my
face on Jack, and I suddenly find her in the bar, looking up at me with those huge
fuckin' eyes and cock-sucking lips that I can't get out of my head… Fuck, Styx,
she's my perfect woman! I couldn't help myself. I mean shit! Those tits! That
ass… I'm fuckin' cunt-struck! ~ Tillie Cole

I know that look." Jack shook his head ruefully. "Doan worry; she'll
give you your balls back as soon as she's done getting her way. ~ Kresley Cole

I told you once and I'll tell you again: there's nothing that can happen to you that we can't get past. Just give me a chance to get to you. Promise me."
"Jack ... "
"Promise me. You doan leave me again."
"I promise." Staring at his lips, I said, "Would you always come for me?"
He drunkenly murmured, "Chase you like a junkyard dog. ~ Kresley Cole

Damn, cher, you still smell like a blossom. Been so long since I've seen a flower that I'd nearly forgotten what they smelled like." He took a lock of my hair, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. "You're dressing up and using expensive perfume? Ole Jack senses a trap. Consider me snared. ~ Kresley Cole

How could he be so good to me when I'd hurt him so deeply? I remembered his blood-curdling roar when I'd ridden away from him - to be with Jack. . . . As ~ Kresley Cole

No you don't," he said. "The corpses can wait."
I wasn't sure if he was referring to me or the screen. I would've asked him to clarify but, Jack's lips were suddenly very busy moving against Nikki's. I resisted the urge to dry-heave and looked up at the sky, the trees, the buses anywhere that wouldn't trigger the upchuck reflex.
Jack needed to learn some manners. Damn epic love. ~ Brodi Ashton

Jack stopped at the entrance, cupping my face. "Stick to me like a shadow, you." How many times had he told me that?
"I regenerate. I need to go first!"
Dafuq. "You're goan to stay behind me and step where I step. Same for you, coo-yon. This ain't up for discussion! ~ Kresley Cole

She's dating the school quarterback."
"People date all the time. And they break up all the time."
"Not these two," Meredith said with a snort. "Their love is epic. Everyone at school knows it. He gave up his philandering ways to be with his longtime childhood bestie."
I finally glanced at her sideways. "They're in high school. High schoolers don't philander."
"Jack Caputo does. Or did. ~ Brodi Ashton

Everybody says we got no hope of goan anywhere. You ever think we deserve better than the Basin?"

Without hesitation, she says, "Non."

I ponder it over another sip. "Ouais, me neither."

My eyes blurred with tears.

Yet Jack had made plans to get out of the Basin and fight for a better life. He'd intended to fly in the face of everything he'd grown up believing.

That struck me as unimaginably brave. ~ Kresley Cole

He took a deep breath and held out his hand. "We got off to a bad start, but you're obviously a friend of Becks's."
Cole stared at his hand,stumped. He looked at me like, What the hell am I supposed to do with this? I'd never seen him so baffled.It was almost comical.
Then the second-to-last thing that I ever would have anticipated happened. Cole took Jack's hand and shook it. "I'm Neal."
"Jack." Jack briefly glanced sideways at me. "I'll try not to hit you again."
Cole and Jack, shaking hands. I covered my eyes with my fingers,wondering when the world had officially tipped over onto its side.When I lowered my hand, they were both looking at me.I'd had enough awkward.
"Let's go," I said, tugging on Jack's arm.
Cole frowned and looked away. "Take care of our girl," he muttered sarcastically. ~ Brodi Ashton

Empress. -

I tensed. Was that . . . Matthew's voice? Why would he be in my head after all these months? How dare he contact me now! Leave me alone! A buzz in my ears grew louder and louder, like white-noise on steroids.

- Have a secret. He doesn't want me to tell you. -

His eerie tone gave me chills.

Aric hurried around the truck, snatching open my door. He leaned in, cradling my face in his shaking palms. He was speaking to me with dread in his eyes, but I couldn't hear a word.

Get out of my head, Fool!

- Listen. - A different voice carried into my mind: - "What kind of danger is she in? Damn it, tell me! What's coming, coo-yôn?" -

I whimpered. Jack??? Is that you? He sounded so close.

Blood kept pouring. My breaths shallowed till I was hyperventilating, on the verge of blacking out. But I was desperate to hear more of his voice. Jack, please answer me! ~ Kresley Cole

You wish to hear the origin story?" "Uh, yes." I passed him the bottle. "Very well." He drank, handing it to Jack, starting another round. "A goddess of magic devised a contest to the death for select mortals. She invited deities of other realms to send a representative from their most prestigious house, all youths. Each one bore their god's emblem upon his or her right hand." My heart raced . . . I had been one of those youths. "These players would fight inside Tar Ro, a sacred realm as large as a thousand kingdoms, harvesting their victims' emblems; only the player who'd collected them all would leave Tar Ro alive. Naturally, the gods cheated, gifting their own representative with superhuman abilities, making them more than mortal. Secret abilities. That's why we're called Arcana." "Hail Tar Ro," I murmured. "The High Priestess told me that." "An old-fashioned greeting. She's quite knowledgeable about the games. Very respectful of the old ways. ~ Kresley Cole

I don't want to die in my office. I want to die on the beach ~ Jack Ma

I prefer to find craftspeople I can be colleagues with and who take an area of responsibility and run with it. ~ Jack Dangermond