8 Uncles Novels & Stories

And for the first time, he wasn’t searching for justification. Morning arrived with pale light. James returned home early and prepared breakfast for Ethan. The boy ate slowly, occasionally glancing up at his father as if to make sure he was really there. “Papa,” Ethan said suddenly. “Are you mad at Uncle Harry?” James paused. He knelt so they were eye level. “No,” he said honestly. “Papa and Uncle just need to talk.” “Uncle is good,” Ethan said simply. “He bought ice cream.” James gave a faint smile. “Yes. He is.”

He told me it was a waste of money to purchase me anything new since I was a hand-me-down child. My uncle, who was never able to have children of his own, grew up to be a grumpy old guy who shouted at neighborhood kids who let their ball drift in the yard. On his best days, he primarily rants and curses at me. On his worse days, he's been known to physically attack me.

With that, he affectionately pinched her cheek. Elianna smiled and nodded, heading toward the living room. Upstairs. There came the earth-shattering sound of two children's footsteps. Owen cheerfully called out, "Has Uncle Jayson returned? It smells so good!" Little Spark ran and asked, "How many uncles do you have?" Owen replied, "I have four uncles! My third uncle is amazing—he's a special forces soldier, but his cooking skills are better than a five-star chef!" Two little guys ran down the stairs, one after the other. As soon as they saw Elianna, they happily ran over and said, "Mommy! Has Uncle Jayson come back?"

He weighs two hundred and forty-nine pounds. Thud. Thud. The bag sways, dragging Kenny along the mat like a ragdoll. I’m six and a half feet tall. I’m nineteen, so it stands to reason I haven’t reached my full height. I weigh two hundred and fifty-seven pounds. That’s an advantage. Thud. Thud. Uncle Alban’s faction has about half the pack’s ranking families. That’s about seven hundred males. Thud. Thud. We have the other half. That’s seven hundred.

I don't even know if he's gay, I thought uncle is just doing this because he's drunk. "B-But you're straight, uncle. Why do you want to fuck me?" I asked with a confused face but uncle just laughed softly at me and ruffles my hair teasingly. "I'm straight, Nick, but my dick always loves some adventure. I always fuck my girls in their asshole and you have a hole so I'm gonna fuck you tonight." Uncle replied and tried to insert his finger inside my hole again. "Wait uncle, do you have a lubricant?" I asked him.

"Twelve?!" Nash could not figure out why Madeline was freaking out and quickly tried to clarify, "The Fergusons have been around for ages. The patriarch had three brothers and a sister. Each brother had a bunch of kids. So, when you do the math, twelve isn't all that many." Stephen, Hector, and Sadie were part of that bunch. Stephen and Hector were actual brothers, and Sadie was actually first cousin from their third uncle's side. The second uncle was the odd one out—a guy in his fifties who was still playing the field and would not settle down.

Her first uncle is John Young, James, Jason, Jordan, and then Jack. Her five uncles were all handsome in their own ways. Many girls chased and followed them everywhere they went. Not one minute of peace would they get if they stepped outside to go anywhere in public. They were the constant talk of the news and media besides Daniel Watson. They were also known as the five princes of Watson’s industry.

Little Kenra nodded. Now the two of them were left in the room. "Why does Kenra have so many uncles now?" Luke, who felt he wasn't being responded to, smiled now, not expecting Kenra to talk to him. "How many uncles did Kenra have?" Luke gets excited. Kenra's eyeballs moved up, "There's Uncle Petra, Uncle Darren, Uncle Kenzi and Uncle too," he said to Luke. "Uncle Darren?" Luke was no stranger to that name.

There was silence now, and I presumed I had the floor now to say what I wanted. "You're done talking, right? Old or not, your uncle looks way way better than you or your father can ever imagine, Daniel. So don't get all bogie about yourself." I chuckled. "You know, you are actually a nobody without my wealth. Your dad has nothing apart from being a lapdog for your grandfather. And to talk about your uncle who you address as old, he has everything, everything you will never be able to have on your own Daniel." I paused and could see the defeated look on Daniel's face.

He looked so happy I wanted to keep that image forever. I was about to say something to Goof when he starts talking again. " I know mommy and I agreed to wait until you are born to find out what you are but if you could give daddy a hint I would love that. How about one kick if you are a girl and two if you are a boy." he says. I don't feel any movement. " Not going to tell me. That's okay. Just know that daddy loves you no matter what you are. And I'm going to everything I can to be the best daddy I can be. I'm going to mess up sometimes but I'll have your mommy there to help me. And all your aunts and uncles. You have so many cousins. We can't forget grandpa. We are all excited to meet you