Apa Itu Nephew Novels & Stories

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.

My chest tightens slightly. “Yes,” I reply. “My ex-fiancé.” The word feels wrong now, but I don’t take it back. Something shifts in his expression. It’s subtle, but it’s there. Not surprise—recognition. “Cole,” he repeats. “That explains a lot.” His gaze sharpens on mine. I frown slightly. “Explains what?” I ask. Because now something feels off. “That name isn’t unfamiliar to me,” he says. His tone is controlled again, but there’s weight behind it now. “Ethan Cole is my nephew.”

It was his nephew, a bundle of energy and innocence that never failed to bring joy to Giovanni's heart. Unable to contain his excitement, Giovanni's smile widened, and his eyes lit up at the sight of his beloved nephew. He dropped to his knees, his arms opening wide, ready to envelop the little guy in a warm embrace. "My boy," Giovanni exclaimed, his voice brimming with affection and happiness, the weight of his previous concerns momentarily forgotten in the presence of his cherished nephew.

Lifted it to his mouth—dry lips grazing the back of my knuckles like I was some princess about to be auctioned off. “So this is the lovely distraction that’s been keeping my nephew busy.” His eyes flicked to Hayden—mocking, maybe even proud—then back to me. “Jonathan Thorne. But you can call me JT.” Nephew? I glanced at Hayden. He was stone. “You’re… Hayden’s uncle?” JT’s smile spread wider, soft but deadly. He turned my hand over. I slivered. He brushed his thumb across my pulse like he was checking how alive I really was.

Nathan's POV " Uncle Nate," I had heard Brad's voice right before he crushed into me. " Wow, calm down, champ. You are going to break my bones," I laughed and crouched to hug my nephew properly. His face was beaming with joy. " Happy birthday."

Niccolo smiled at her. "Yes, auntie. She's my girlfriend," he announces to her aunt. Casey smiled politely. "What's her name?" "Her name is Casey Lopez..." Niccolo replied. Her aunt nods. Casey speaks to his aunt. "I'm so happy to meet you..." she said slowly. "Me too. You're so pretty. Finally, my nephew introduced his girlfriend. My name is Gina, his auntie. You'll meet his parents too." "Thank you so much," she said, smiling.

“I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I didn’t know what you had been through back then. Now I understand why you left, why you suddenly disappeared. I’m sorry for judging you.” “It’s okay, I understand. I’m sorry too for what I said earlier—I just got carried away by my emotions.” “So, what’s my nephew’s name?” he asked, and I was stunned to see him smile faintly. “You know what? You look better when you smile. You’re scary when you’re always serious,” I said with a grin, and he immediately frowned and smirked at me. “Anyway, your nephew’s name is Alexis Vonn Herrera.” His brows furrowed.

"What is it?" Rowan spoke seriously. "Do all the men in their family… have hereditary genes of becoming silly after a collision?" Cordelia widened her eyes and furrowed her brows in exasperation. "Dad!" "I'm considering this for your sake. Zephyr's fallen off a plane before!" “…” "Noah's his uncle. It's scientifically proven that nephews are like their maternal uncles! Cordelia, I think running Zephyr through a detailed checkup is necessary!"

Eon smiled at him and nodded. "Look at the camera when you introduce yourself, okay? Look at the black rectangle there, okay?” he said as he pointed to the cameraman near them. Eon nodded and faced the camera as instructed. He cheerfully waved his hands at the camera. “Hello, my name is Eon, and I just turned four! I'm Uncle Zach's nephew and also, they're all my uncle, but uncle is my real uncle.” His adorable introduction made the guests and crew laugh. He's a natural charmer.

’ ‘We’re still going to need to see a doctor for your contraceptives. ‘I just want to be with you forever. Me and you…’ ‘Only you.’ “No,” I keep shaking my head in utter disbelief, staring at my aunt, who hasn’t said a word. “I’ve seen him with his nephew. He’s sweet and caring to him. He waves to kids. He– he–” “They’re usually like that with other kids. As long as it’s not theirs.” “Aunt Mel, stop.” I hold my head and shut my eyes. “I have to go.”