Alvin And The Chipmunks Uncle Ian Novels & Stories

But now he wanted to be there for his son. By the time both of them were done, they were both soiled and sullied. “Awww, damn. My shirt,” Ivan mumbled. “Mum will wash it.” “Yeah, right after killing me and skinning me alive,” Ivan commented worried. He has had several episodes with Sophia, so Alan knew why he was scared. His son took after Maska Zang, who had spoiled him silly. “How about we go clean up before showing up at home?” “Mom says Uncle Eddie and Julian are coming over.”

I woke up to the sound of voices murmuring in my ears. Opening my eyes, I saw my uncle gripping Ian by the collar, shoving him toward the door with an unmistakable command to leave. My uncle used to be a sanda coach, and lifting Ian was as easy for him as picking up a chicken. No matter how much Ian struggled, there was no escaping his grip. Ian's eyes darted to mine, and in that instant, his expression grew agitated. "Honey, are you okay?" he called out, his voice trembling.

I was going to do my own thing. After showering, I put on lotion and sunscreen, got dressed, and was ready for the day. I didn’t even bother to have breakfast. I planned to walk around and look for gifts for my family, but I was stunned when I opened the door to see Benjamin. He was like a gum stuck on my shoe; annoying and wouldn’t go away. My smile was wiped right off my face and was replaced with a glare. “What the fuck are you doing here?” “This is my uncle’s suite.”

I snapped. In the blink of an eye, he pushed me against the wall, locking me in with his arms on both sides of my head. My breath came out in short pants at my outburst and our proximity. “You're uncle,” he tilted his head to the side. “You're not my uncle,” I spat, feeling aggravated, mostly at myself for how I was feeling around him. “Really now, Elodie?” He cocked an eyebrow. “Do you want me to be your daddy, then?” His voice was low and seductive, and I bit back the moan that threatened to roll out of my tongue.

I do not know what he looked like, but the person I am seeing now looked young… way younger than the typical uncle anyone would have. I stood still, curious about what he would look like, until Aaron nudged at me. “Let’s go,” he said, heading in the direction of his uncle while I followed. The scent of his perfume gripped my nostrils as we drew closer to him, and I felt my stomach churn with unease. Fuck! He smelt of wood and wealth. We got behind him and stood still for him to be done, and when he was finally done, he turned gently to face us.

he assured me, ending the call. I drove at a fast speed, and it didn’t take me long to arrive at Loren’s house. They stayed outside town in a big house. After I parked my car, I walked inside. “Uncle!” Little Chris ran to me, and I picked him up. “Buddy!” "Oh, uncle, I missed you,” he said in his baby tone. “I missed you too, now tell me, buddy, is mommy home?” I asked, and he nodded his head. “Yes, she’s in the kitchen,” he confirmed, and I placed him down as we reached the living space.

She leaned closer, lowering her voice so only Lila and I could hear, her words dripping with a cold, calculated cruelty. "Let’s be honest about why our terrifying uncle took you in. Rowan is a monster, Veda. He’s the Butcher. No high-born omega in the West District would ever willingly tie her soul to a man with that much blood on his hands. He’s cold, he’s sadistic, and the Council only tolerates him because he does the dirty work Julian is too noble to touch. He didn't choose you because you're special. He chose you because you were the only piece of garbage desperate enough to take his name without screaming."

What Albert said to Henry was just words perfunctory. “Frederic will be back.” Albert said grimly, and Henry frowned almost immediately. "Uncle? Why did he want to come back? Is he returning home to visit his relatives?" At first, Henry didn't know much about this uncle, whom he had rarely seen since he was a child. But now Albert was subconsciously influencing Henry, and Henry didn't feel good about Frederick. What's more, he was doing well abroad. Henry subconsciously regarded him as an adversary, was wary of him, and even hated him. Although Henry was now the nominal heir of the Young family, Frederick was not bad either.

Karina snapped *** Note : *Oji-san : Uncle in Japanase

But I never knew if she did because he was so boyishly handsome or because she picked up on his undead vibes. Uncle Frank and Sunny were both vampires. The fact they slept in fancy cupboards in our basement every day didn't make me love either of them any less. In fact, Uncle Frank had been my only ally in a host of powerful people who never understood my need to be normal. He was my go-to guy when I really wanted to stand up to my mother, and he never let me down. "Going out tonight?" Uncle Frank flashed me his sweet and stunning smile and immediately toned down the charm when Alison blushed furiously. She barely managed a head-bob, sending her ponytail swinging again and for once, I grinne