Eight Uncles Novels & Stories

"Sofia. Daddy is here. Can you talk to your mom for me? Tell her not to do this. I do not want a divorce." Leonardo thought Sofia would soften. Sofia used to be the one who ran to Leonardo every time Leonardo came home, wrapping her arms around Leonardo's legs, calling "Daddy" over and over. But this time, Sofia just stepped half a pace behind me. Quietly, Sofia said, "Uncle Leonardo, you should go take care of your other kid. Do not bother me and my mom anymore." Leonardo went rigid. Leonardo's hand hung in the air. "Sofia, I am your daddy. Why are you calling me uncle?"

Just the picture might have been fine, but there was a large caption in bold letters below it. “THEY ARE UNCLE AND NIECE. SHINGI FUSAYA SHOULD RECONSIDER BEFORE HIRING IMMORAL EMPLOYEES.”

"You probably shouldn't have even told him you were retiring. He’s a ghost. He wouldn't have known the power had changed." Dad laughed for real this time, though it was weary. "He would have found out. Nothing escapes Michael Knox. Besides, I didn't tell him. Adam went running his mouth, hoping to impress the man. Adam thinks that once he owns the Greene Empire, he’ll finally be worthy of his uncle's respect." "His uncle?" I froze. "Yes. Michael Knox is Adam’s uncle. Not that he cares for the boy; they don't speak. Michael is straight to the point, no drama. He doesn't keep in touch with anyone."

The light in our house dimmed forever. The triplets : Caspian, Silas, and Soren — were only sixteen back then, but they stepped up without hesitation. They called me their Little Star. They promised to protect me from every shadow. For years, they kept that promise. Caspian’s quiet strength made me feel safe. Silas’s steady presence grounded me. Soren’s warm laughter and playful affection made me feel truly alive. I loved them with every piece of my young heart. They weren’t just my guardians — they were my world. And for a while, I believed I was theirs too.

"Twelve?!" Nash could not figure out why Madeline was freaking out and quickly tried to clarify, "The Fergusons have been around for ages. The patriarch had three brothers and a sister. Each brother had a bunch of kids. So, when you do the math, twelve isn't all that many." Stephen, Hector, and Sadie were part of that bunch. Stephen and Hector were actual brothers, and Sadie was actually first cousin from their third uncle's side. The second uncle was the odd one out—a guy in his fifties who was still playing the field and would not settle down.

Though parted by misfortune, Vibgyor held them together. Nutured by warmth, their love grows forever. My favourite uncles, uncle Zeus and uncle Patrick are the loveliest couple I've ever seen. They are happy-go-lucky and charming everytime I see them. That doesn't mean they don't have to go through difficulties in life , but they face them with a smile on their face and a hope in their hearts for everything to be alright someday. It wasn't easy for them to be a gay couple and wanting to adopt a child at their time. It's still not that easy, but I know it will be one day. However, things went well and they did adopt a girl child . Avery, was 6 months old when my uncles brought her home and ev

Gian left for the truck, and as I watched him walk away, a part of me wished I could be in two places at once. "I got him under control. Don’t worry about him," Uncle reassured me, catching my concerned glance. "And make sure he watches his mouth. That thing had almost gotten our heads blown off the last time.” Uncle sighed before making a thin line with his lips, "He’s got that Fanucci male temper." Levi, who stood behind me, let out a chuckle. "Do you have sons of your own?" "No, I have six daughters," Uncle replied, as prideful as always. They were aged 14 to 23, and he loved those girls to death. "And Domenico's sons are like my own."

"When…we go to st. Petersburg, who are we going to meet, I mean at the family home?" "You mean the family members. Everyone, my brother and his wife, Neons Parents. My other brothers and their wives, his nieces and nephews, and cousins." I felt my head spin at the list. How was I supposed to face the whole family alone with a baby on my hip? "Exactly, how many Uncles are there?" "There are six of us." "Plus wives?" "Yes, except for me of course."

Little Kenra nodded. Now the two of them were left in the room. "Why does Kenra have so many uncles now?" Luke, who felt he wasn't being responded to, smiled now, not expecting Kenra to talk to him. "How many uncles did Kenra have?" Luke gets excited. Kenra's eyeballs moved up, "There's Uncle Petra, Uncle Darren, Uncle Kenzi and Uncle too," he said to Luke. "Uncle Darren?" Luke was no stranger to that name.

Her first uncle is John Young, James, Jason, Jordan, and then Jack. Her five uncles were all handsome in their own ways. Many girls chased and followed them everywhere they went. Not one minute of peace would they get if they stepped outside to go anywhere in public. They were the constant talk of the news and media besides Daniel Watson. They were also known as the five princes of Watson’s industry.