Apa Itu Nephew の小説・ストーリー

"You're already halfway to comforting her. You've already decided whose side you're on." "I'm not on anyone's side—" "Then why are you standing closer to her than to me?" Soren looked down, as if he hadn't realized his feet had moved. A flush crept up his neck. He took a deliberate step back toward me, but it was too late. The damage was done. The pattern had repeated, and I'd seen it, and no amount of backtracking could erase that. Genevieve let out another sob. "I'm so confused. I thought we were friends, Lyra and I. I've tried so hard to be a good sister to her."

“Please, sit.” “Sure.” I sat on the couch while he went to pour drinks. “I’m not drinking for now,” I said before he could hand me a glass. “Oh, why?” “Well… I’m trying to get pregnant, you know what I mean.” “Wow, that’s great. I’ll be an uncle.” “You’re already an uncle.” “Wait. That’s amazing. Please, where is my nephew?” “Niece. And she’s home with her daddy.” “Doesn’t she miss you?”

“Uncle, what are yo–” “Brianna Jones, the daughter of the Jones family, am I correct?” Dr. Lash said, and before Brianna could answer him, he already interjected and said. “You married my only nephew so you must be well aware right, with his painful past, or else didn’t he tell you about it?” He said, still throwing a dagger on her which made her look confused. “Now, tell me, Brianna Jones… Are you really loving my only nephew, Jack Nicholas Burkley? Or maybe…

Plus, as Trenton’s so-called aunt, I had a feeling I could cause a lot of torment, which could be fun. “Our nephew is simply accepting you as his aunt and showing respect by kneeling to you.” Axton moved to stand beside me, once again wrapping his arm around me. “Now that you are his aunt, you should get used to it.” Axton leaned down, pressing a soft kiss against the side of my head. “Maybe you should give him a return gift for being a filial nephew.”

Karuna bua (aunty) shouted at me, who was still silent, while coming to his side and holding him by his arm. "Why are you being so mean??? Even after you have done so much bad things to him, you are still treating him like this. If you can't repay his kindness then at least don't hurt him" her voice held anger and distaste. She was not my aunt who used to pamper me but she was his aunt and he was an ideal nephew of her. “You both enough” papa tried to stop them but Pufaji (uncle, husband of paternal aunt) held him by his arms and mumbled “Let them talk, we can't avoid the topic any longer when it's already started.”

“It’s a coincidence. He’s here on a work trip and also with his nephew who happens to be Clara’s boyfriend. That is all it is.” “His nephew,” Clara repeated slowly like she was tasting the word. “Jake is his nephew. Which means every time I visit my boyfriend I will be in the same vicinity as…” “Clara.” “I’m just doing the math Mom.” “Stop doing the math,” I said. Nathan put his phone down and folded his hands on the table. He still had his father’s jaw and my eyes and right now those eyes were doing the thing where they saw entirely too much. “Are you okay?” he said.

Thunder puffs out his chest in pride. ‘What the fuck did we just do?’ ‘We helped our nephew save his mother.’ ‘Oh. Wait what?! What the fuck, Thunder. How? No, nevermind. I don’t wanna know. HOLD UP ONE FUCKING MINUTE! Nephew?!’ He grunts a laugh at my incoherent babble and retracts to the back of my mind without answering. Fucking twatwaffle to a wolf.

He wondered if it was possible for him to make it out alive. “Hello, Uncles.” Jack Williams and Noah Williams turned. “I must be seeing wrong. Isn't this our dear nephew, Noah?” Jack Williams and Noah Williams exchanged astonished looks which quickly morphed into an unpleasant one the next second.

"And who told you you're having nephews?" "I'm their aunt; of course, I'm supposed to know their gender." "Well, I'm their mother, and I say you're getting nieces." "Nephews." "Nieces." “Nephews.” "Fine, one niece, one nephew," Raven said, wearing an almost genuine smile. "No, let's have a bet. If I get nephews, then you have to let me name them." "Fine, but if I give you nieces, I get to name them, and you have to babysit whenever I want you to."

Uncle Pete shook his head as though he was disgusted, but I could tell from his expression he was more than pleased to see Jared and me loving each other. The nephew he adored and his late friend's daughter. It was, in fact, a corny love story.