Apa Itu Nephew Novels & Stories

I want to slap her mouth so much right now. But I couldn't hide it any longer. "Yes. I do have a son, Auntie. His name is Nathanial, and he is almost a year old now," My response earns a hearty laugh from my Auntie. My cousins look at me with an incredulous look. "Since when? The last time I saw you, you were complaining about how you couldn't be in a relationship because of your busy schedule," Paula, my cousin says with shock in her voice. I shrug and pick up the bell peppers and begin chopping.

Ten years later, I still remember the way his tongue snaked its way into my pussy and his lips wrapped around my clit. Shit! Jeremy will be here in about five minutes. Thankfully, he's a few minutes late and I'm cleaned up and dressed when he knocks on the door. Glancing at his non-bulging crotch, I wonder how well it went for him. Stop it! He's your fucking nephew! Now start acting like a decent aunt and help with his problem. First step is to find out what it is. "You want a coke or something?" I ask as he follows me into the apartment. I intentionally put on a baggy sweatshirt over loose fitting jeans so I won't cause any serious reaction from my nephew.

Today we were on-site finishing up the inside of a new office building our mother's company had constructed over the spring and summer. “There’s two of my favorite nephews.” Uncle Apollo greeted, pulling us both into a bear hug, one arm crushing each of us against him. Now we aren’t small guys but compared to Uncle Apollo, we are scrawny. “Nice to see you too.” I grunted, trying to breathe.

Giving Andre's hand a little shake, Nevaeh said gently, "Andy, say hi to your uncle." Andre reluctantly greeted Nathan. The security guards on standby were shocked to find out that Nathan was really a relative of the Mullers. "You must be my nephew! I'm your uncle!" Nathan's eyes lit up. He strode over to Andre to hug the child, but Andre stepped aside and dodged his snow-covered figure. Nathan's movements froze in mid-air. Nevaeh smiled. A look of disgust flashed across her eyes as she said, "Let's not talk here. It's so cold outside. Come on. Get in the car. We'll talk when we get home."

‘You do realize it’s still early, right? ‘Well, excuse me for being excited!’ Uncle Jayden shot back. ‘Do you know how long we’ve been waiting for this?’ ‘We? You mean you've been waiting,’ Aidan corrected. ‘And you’re already acting like it’s your pup.’ ‘It’s my niece or nephew! Same thing!’ Jayden retorted, and I could practically hear him rolling his eyes. ‘It’s actually grandniece or grandnephew,’ Uncle Aidan rebuts. ‘Damn. Are we that old already?’ Uncle Jayden gasped.

"That's what they're saying...and if it's true, it's going to have what's his name riled up something fierce. They were friends of a sort...at least as much as any of these people are." "Wait, he's one of them? One of their own is threatening them?" "Sort of...he ain't quite one of them. A nephew, actually. He don't look it, but he's got the blood in his veins. She tried to lighten her tone as it was unnerving to see him looking so upset. Grumpy and sardonic she was used to, but this was something completely different.

Instead, she had a gentle smile. I was confused, but I followed Kyson’s order. “I heard my long-lost nephew is here,” the man spoke in his deep voice. Nephew? “Uncle Cain!” Colton exclaimed and stood up to greet this ‘uncle’. “Cain, you are here.” Dad smiled at him. “Zane,” Uncle Cain nodded as a greeting. “Not only your nephew is here, but your niece and sister-in-law are here,” Dad told him. “Niece and sis-in-law?” Uncle Cain asked.

Lil’ Bun naturally sat on Rowan's lap, and Rowan naturally hugged his eldest nephew. As Alex said, all the uncles truly doted on Lil’ Bun the most, because he was their first nephew. He held a unique place in his uncles’ hearts. Of course, Lil’ Pie also held a unique place in their hearts. There was no helping it; she was, after all, their only niece.

"Yeah, yeah I got you. You've said this about a thousand times already." "And I'll repeat it for a thousand times more." Sighing with feels, the man smiles as he was approached by his nephew. "Umcle Nick, lunch is ready. Come on!" Riley, the energetic boy pulls his uncle to his feet as they join their son who was already at the big table. His cousins sit by his side— somehow he was very famous with his cool and calm demeanor. He wonders what triggered the memories to resurface, or what made his soul enter his body again. Who was taking his place until now?

Each sister-in-law approaches to reclaim her child from my impromptu embrace, gently extracting them after they've thoroughly marked me with their fruity affection. "Brothers," I acknowledge, attempting to discreetly remove the worst of the sticky residue from my face. "I didn't know either of you was in town." "Caca go park?" my nephew asks hopefully, his wide eyes fixed on me with expectation. "Your uncle looks rather busy," Xavier grumbles with characteristic impatience. "And we're not officially in town. Just picking up some supplies." "Go park," my nephew insists, his young mind singularly focused. "And to go to the park," Xavier concedes with a sigh.