Carta A Mi Sobrino Novels & Stories

I waved to Isabella. “¡Chau! (Bye!)” Maximo said, then ended the call. “Do you like her?” I asked Maximo. He looked at me and shook his head. “She's pretty,” “She's just a friend,” he said, adjusting his blanket. “Hmm, how about Martino? Do you like him as a little brother?” I asked him. He paused and turned to look at me. “He’s not my brother, and he never will be,” he said seriously, climbing onto the bed and reaching for his book.

“I’m your sister too, and of course, I want Mom to get better.” Brandon seemed to soften, and I could almost hear him relax. I had him in the palm of my hand now. “I’ll have someone return the card to you later. You can swipe it and buy anything you want.” I had to force myself not to squeal with excitement. “Okay, thank you, brother,” I said, playing the part perfectly.

Hi, my bambino, You will be a big girl by the time you read this letter. You might not even remember me. But you understand I had to remove you from all of this danger. I must be separated from you until I achieve something and save you from more problems. I hope you want to meet me after reading this. The address is at the bottom of the page, and Uncle Gio and Aunt Cara will fill you in on the rest. I hope to meet you soon, my Passero. Happy birthday my little love.

"Nanny, what the hell is this man doing here?" "Lilian I-" she started but Cartel cuts her off. "Lilian, is this the way to talk to your uncle?" I scoffed "Uncle? Look who is talking about relationships now." I went closer to him. "You are the one who stole my daddy’s documents and sold the only home he left for me, and then your sister who you do not have an atom of pity for…what did you do after that, you gambled the money you got from the house and still owe those loan shark. Just how dare you Cartel call yourself my uncle you beast!”

The thought of treating him like a sibling was never in the cards. “Let’s see how long the marriage lasts first.” The words are out of my mouth before I can think. The look on my mother's face makes me instantly regret them—me and my big mouth that lacks a suitable filter. I sigh. At least I didn’t let it slip that I want my stepbrother to bend me over the counter and fuck me mercilessly.

I have the best brother in the world. End

asked uncle Carlito to the chairman, who was stunned and looked away. “Carlito,” said Grandpa, but Uncle Carlito shook his head. He is the youngest of the siblings, as far as I know, but he was the first to have a child. “You can’t give mom's other property to Sophia because you know who she is in our family,” said uncle Carlito. The chairperson came to a halt. All of us, except brother Carter, our parents, frowned as things had become more and more messy. What is going on? “Carlito!”

I tried to remember names, but decided with all I had on my mind, it was a futile task. Mia, Dario’s sister, sat to one side of me and Camila on the other. Together they compiled the appropriate list of gifts and names for my future thank-you notes. Mireya was beside Camila with Aunt Maria to her side. Our cousin Sofia, a year younger than Camila, was also present. Her father was the youngest brother of the Ruiz lieutenants. They lived in Northern California and sadly, Sofia’s mother had passed away about a year ago and Sofia still seemed sad.

I pressed. “I mean, I haven’t talked to him if that’s what you’re asking. He’s been a little busy,” he snapped. I sighed and pulled out the crumpled old photo I had considered burning. I wasn’t sure if Carter remembered, so I held it out for him. He took it, straightened it a little, and looked closely. “What the fuck?” he murmured. “Do you remember him?” “Now, I do,” he whispered before turning pale. “That’s our father’s brother! That’s our uncle!” I said.

That’s all I could ever ask of you. With all my heart, Alpha Lorenzo." I finish the letter, my hand shaking slightly as I set down the pen. It’s not enough—not even close—but it’s all I have to give. I fold the letter and seal it, placing it carefully in a underground place where someone might find it one day. I write a short letter to my sister Albera, to let my family in the Crescent Moon pack know that I have become a father and they don't need to worry about me. And I ask her to take care of Father.