Falling For My Ex's Uncle Novels & Stories

Despite her concerns, Monica seemed to be in a state of panic as she tried to comfort her son. "Ethan," and she hissed. "Mom, Ethan, do not answer her hand," he said with a severe tone. Lately, I've been avoiding conversation. The pain in his eyes caused him to look back at Madeline. "I thought you were familiar." I turned out to be another fool who accepted your words about loyalty and honesty. Madeline swallowed hard. Ethan's words were akin to wailing. "You have no idea what took place." "Is that right, I believe?" Ethan asked her, raising an eyebrow. She nodded in agreement. Does it appear to be a chance encounter? Following our breakup, did you find yourself in love with Nathaniel, my o

" Brandon fell to the floor, confused. Hadn't he been hugging his uncle's leg to fall asleep? Why was he now lying on the floor? In his inebriated state, he couldn't think clearly. He decided not to dwell on it and crawled back to hug Damon's leg again. "Uncle Damon, I'm so heartbroken! I've only ever liked this one woman all my life. I can't just give up… Sob… it hurts so much… but, Uncle Damon, why are your legs so cold and hard…" Brandon continued to cry.

The last thing she needed was for Charlotte and Jason to get wind of their encounter. Unfortunately, Charlotte had already read her lips, and her eyes widened as she pieced everything together. “OMG!” she gasped a little too loudly. “Jasmine, don’t tell me you slept with your ex-fiance's uncle? That’s what you did last night, isn’t it?” A collective gasp erupted from the crowd, and Jasmine's heart sank. Her hands fisted the sides of her dress as panic flared within her. This is what she was trying to avoid.

He asked, his voice was soft and comforting yet filled with disappointment I didn't know how to tell him I was beginning to have feelings for Lorenzo, I didn't know how to tell him I'm falling for the person I should hate the most, I just kept on crying. I felt stuck, I wanted to run away from the mansion and also from my uncle.. I wanted to run away from everything

“There’s never just one move with someone like that. If we don’t understand why he’s doing this, the next time he comes at you, we’ll be completely exposed. Start talking.” Fine. It's better to give him the warning now. “I like Scarlett. Jaxen found out.” My uncle’s pupils blew wide. “You… like Jaxen’s ex-wife?” “Yeah,” I nodded once. “Are you out of your goddamn mind?” He slammed his palm flat on the desk, hard enough to make the pen holder jump. “You and Jaxen grew up together. The ink on his divorce papers is barely dry, and you’re already after his ex-wife? Have you any shame left?”

His gaze shifted between Lucien and me. Something unreadable flickered in his eyes. “You’ve met before?” My heart slammed against my ribs. Lucien remained completely still. “I asked you a question, Uncle.” Uncle. The single word crashed through me like thunder. My blood ran cold. I looked from Adrian… To Lucien… Then back again. No. No… This couldn’t be happening. The stranger who had held me while I cried. The man I had trusted. The man I had kissed. He wasn’t just another billionaire.

One wrong moan and everything would explode. I lay in bed in nothing but a tiny tank top and panties, my body already aching for him again. The corruption was spreading fast. Just two days with my uncle and I was ruined—craving his massive cock like a drug. My ex’s words were a distant joke now. I wasn’t dry. I was a dripping, cock-hungry niece who needed Daddy to fill every hole.

As he was about to go inside to find Rose and Daemon, he spotted them walking out of the gate. The kids looked a bit tired and frustrated — they were used to being picked up on time, and today seemed unusually late. “Hey, Rose! Daemon! How are you?” Wilson called, crouching slightly and smiling sweetly at them. But instead of smiling back, the kids shot him a cold look. They recognized him. He was the bad uncle who yelled at their mom at the award day. The same man who visited her in the hospital and bullied her their Mom with that wicked woman beside him. They might be kids, but anyone who made their mom cry was automatically a bad person in their eyes.

I shook my head in refusal, trying my very best to dispel the thoughts and assumptions that the man I had a one-night stand with after my divorce, the man who had brought me back home, was actually related to my ex-husband and, even worse, his uncle. I laughed like a maniac, my fingers running through each strand of my hair as I kept my gaze locked on the plaque. I was now married to my own ex-husband's uncle? No… that didn't make any sense. It was just all in my head, right? I tried my best to keep my head intact, to keep my thoughts straight, but I just couldn't convince myself that this was all my imagination. It was real. I had signed a marriage contract with my ex-husband's uncle, and e

" Brandon fell to the floor, confused. Hadn't he been hugging his uncle's leg to fall asleep? Why was he now lying on the floor? In his inebriated state, he couldn't think clearly. He decided not to dwell on it and crawled back to hug Damon's leg again. "Uncle Damon, I'm so heartbroken! I've only ever liked this one woman all my life. I can't just give up… Sob… it hurts so much… but, Uncle Damon, why are your legs so cold and hard…" Brandon continued to cry.