Best Friend Uncle Novels & Stories

About everything except James and Ashton. It felt normal. It felt good. Then a woman approached their table. "Lucy? Lucy Hart?" Lucy looked up. Her face broke into a smile. "Oh my God. Tasha?" The woman laughed and ulled Lucy into a hug. "It's been years." "Since college." "Since graduation." Tasha pulled back. Looked at Sloane. "Who's your friend?" "This is Sloane. My best friend." Tasha extended her hand. "Nice to meet you."

I stared at the screenThen another message appeared. Because if you stay… I swallowed. The final message arrived. I might lose my brother, but I'm not going to lose my best friend too.

“He… he really said that?” “Honestly, I used to think my uncle had a secret crush on you, the way he used to watch you when we were studying,” she said, making a mock vomiting motion with her fingers. “But don’t worry, the man is obsessed with someone else now. It’s the talk of the town.” My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm that threatened to choke me. “How do you know this?”

Liam says I’m not to call him uncle and he’s not a grown-up, so it’s okay if uncle Mason is my favorite grown-up, as long as I remember he’s the cool one. Uncle Mason does a voice for the dog, and he lets me win at cards and pretends he didn't notice when I cheat. He’s been at every single one of my birthdays, which Mommy says is because he's her best friend, and which I say is because of me. Uncle Julian was right though, the speech is a little bit boring. I look to see if uncle Julian is happy he was right, but he’s staring at the ring on his hand with a smile that looks kind of sad.

He stood up and told his son, “You’re being discourteous. It wasn’t easy for you to make a friend. You can’t mistreat your friend. If you aren’t going to walk her out, I’ll walk her out instead.” After speaking, he smiled at Little Cupcake cheerily and said in an extremely gentle tone, “You’re… Little Cupcake, right? Uncle will walk you out.” Looking at Dayton’s smile, Little Cupcake felt that an evil wolf was smiling at her. Her mommy was right. This uncle was not a good person. She waved her hand repeatedly and said, “It’s fine, it’s fine. There’s no need to trouble you…” She picked up the bag of plushies, turned around, and ran out.

Jonathan is the youngest brother of her mother and they are really closed with each other. Before her uncle worked on the city, he was the one who was always taking care of her every time her mother was busy doing the household chores. They were playing her favorite game hide and seek and having their quality time as family and best buddy. Avi thought that his uncle Jonathan is the best uncle in the world not until something happened.

Back in the neighborhood where I once lived when I was still in this pack, a neighbor once told me that my parents moved away from the pack because of Uncle Jared, but I don't believe that Uncle Jared is a good man. He might just have his own flaws, but he certainly was not that bad, my mother told me that he was the best friend she knew right from when she was still ten. Uncle Jared protected her in so many ways and he was the best person I could run to if I needed help, which is why I'm here.

Nina finally asked him and saw her question made him sigh a little roughly. “Because my uncle's relations with our family have turned extremely fragile and tender after my uncle's wife, Noelle's death,” he uttered and she wordlessly listened to him. “Once my uncle used to be just like us when his wife, Noelle, was alive. My uncle and my late aunty, Noelle, were childhood best friends because both of their parents were best friends. They grew up together, studied together, lived together and even fell in love with each other together,” Nina keenly heard his every word.

He shook his head, barely managing to squeeze out words through his laughter, “That doesn’t make me your dad, kid. You’re a bit dense, aren’t you?” Trey watched him with a confused look. “Why?” “I’m your mother’s favorite brother, that makes me your uncle. But if you want, I guess you can continue thinking that way. It’ll be fun messing with Kain anyway.” “But you said you’re not.” “You’re a really really stupid kid.” “Y-You’re mean!” Trey fired back. His lips wobbled as they protruded into a pout and his orbs became instantly glossy as he stared up at his uncle who then narrowed his eyes.

Uncle asked him in a calm voice. "Nothing, thank you," he replied curtly. "Okay, then," uncle murmured and said, " Let's get straight to the topic "At your school, or shall I say in my school. There is a guy named Ronan. He is the son of one if my dearest friends. We always have each others back. Now, I want you to pay attention to the part "close friends". That means if he is ever in any problem I try my best to get him out of it and vice versa," my uncle started in a very composed voice. But, the entire time I kept my focus on Archer.