8 Uncles Novels & Stories

"Sofia. Daddy is here. Can you talk to your mom for me? Tell her not to do this. I do not want a divorce." Leonardo thought Sofia would soften. Sofia used to be the one who ran to Leonardo every time Leonardo came home, wrapping her arms around Leonardo's legs, calling "Daddy" over and over. But this time, Sofia just stepped half a pace behind me. Quietly, Sofia said, "Uncle Leonardo, you should go take care of your other kid. Do not bother me and my mom anymore." Leonardo went rigid. Leonardo's hand hung in the air. "Sofia, I am your daddy. Why are you calling me uncle?"

“Who is Uncle G? Is he just an ordinary businessman or is there something more to it? As far as I have observed, everyone in the private room, even your parents, did not dare to move around with him, even though his words were really provocative." The girl with the Scorpio zodiac chuckled, so her husband got slightly annoyed by it. “Uncle G is not an ordinary man. He is the first child of five siblings. That was why no one dared to go against my beloved uncle, and he had so great power in the Verz's big family.”

"Of course you can have her cunt, but let's keep this one in the family. Our little niece whore shouldn't have to spread her legs for other men. We have other whores for that." Megan listened in amazement as her uncles started talking business. It was apparent that they didn't make the bulk of their money doing their normal jobs. They had a string of sex clubs where their whores made them a small fortune. She spent the evening serving them coffee and cooking for them. Then, as her uncles relaxed after the meal, Uncle Ron zipped his pants open and pulled his cock out. "Be a good girl and suck your uncle's cock," he said.

"Uncle Matt, yes, I will marry you." I lay on the hospital bed, phone pressed to my ear, my other hand limp at my side as my vacant eyes lingered on the bloodstained bandages around my wrist. How many times had I tried to end my life? I could no longer remember. All I knew was that whenever the waves of despair came crashing down, I felt no desire to keep on living. On the other end of the line, Matt Harlem corrected me, "Audrey, I am John's uncle, not yours. You should call me 'Matt.' Or, 'honey'."

the voice said authoritatively. Johnson darted his gaze around, searching for whoever it was that had spoken. It was then I noticed. I had fallen off Moonstone borders and into forbidden territory. The rogues and Moonstone pack were enemies because of their leaders. The Rogue Lord was the feared Duncan… Johnson's uncle, who had been banished from Moonstone pack decades ago for murder. When Johnson noticed where he was, he was equally startled, a flicker of unease passing through his eyes. We were the ones trespassing.

Bella offered but I shook my head. “No, I will visit him later and tell him everything but first I have to talk to Uncle Thomas. I don't want them to become enemies.” My mother and father started laughing like I had just told a joke. I looked at them with furrowed eyebrows, waiting for them to tell me what was so funny. “Son, Uncle Thomas and Uncle Michael work together.” My mom dropped the bomb and I stared at them shocked. “How? I mean for how long?” “Ever since Uncle Michael and Thomas met. It’s been what? Eighteen? Nineteen years?” My father asked my Nonno. “Almost nineteen years.” I couldn't believe it. Why didn't Uncle Thomas tell me about this?

"They keep piling up." "Well, at least that explains why your uncle looks the same today as he did when you were a baby, Tru," said Conrad. "Huh?" I yanked my head up. "What do you mean?" I stared at the monitor. Conrad leaned forward, his shoulders up to his ears. "Your 'uncle' is a supernatural. He's been around for a few hundred years." "No way!" spouted Ruthie. "Awesome! He's like the fountain of youth ..."

Ajike retorted, “Which uncle?“ the police asked, While didn't talk again, she burst into tears and her parents also burst into tears, “we have so many uncles around us, her father's brothers work for us and my siblings are working for us likewise my siblings, I don't know, and If you ask from her she might not talk after two hours” her mom says, “Which problem is this, one uncle wants to kill my daughter, my only daughter in my house because of my wealth” Olabamiji murmured,

“Your mother is also your father's wife, and your uncle's mother is also your father's wife. Why do you call him uncle and not brother?" “My mother and my father knew each other and got married at the time when my mother was 18 years old or something, but my uncle was already the same age at that time. My uncle's second wife stopped talking. The two got married very early, always a little older than my mother's age. Because of his relatively distant age, I also respect him a lot, so calling him shows both respect and respect without being embarrassed."

Ajike retorted, “Which uncle?“ the police asked, While didn't talk again, she burst into tears and her parents also burst into tears, “we have so many uncles around us, her father's brothers work for us and my siblings are working for us likewise my siblings, I don't know, and If you ask from her she might not talk after two hours” her mom says, “Which problem is this, one uncle wants to kill my daughter, my only daughter in my house because of my wealth” Olabamiji murmured,