Fuller House Uncle Jesse Novels & Stories

Sofia woke once, mumbling, "Mom, are we going to live here now?" I stroked Sofia's hair. "Yes, for now. Grandma's old house." Sofia nodded and curled deeper into me. "The new home does not have Uncle Leonardo, does it?" My throat tightened. "No. Just us." At the house, I turned on my phone. It crashed with missed calls and messages. All from Leonardo. I looked once, then deleted everything. Then I blocked Leonardo's number. Sofia came out of the bathroom, saw me deleting messages, and stood quietly for a moment. "Mom, is Leonardo looking for us?"

There was something painfully familiar about him. And then it hit me. My stomach dropped so hard it actually hurt. Oh, God. Viktor Sullivan Julian's uncle. The black sheep of the Sullivan family. The man who had walked away years ago, built his own empire from nothing, and somehow became even richer than the family he'd left behind. I'd only met him a handful of times at family events, but Julian had made one thing very clear. "Stay away from Uncle Viktor." My face burned so badly I thought I might actually pass out.

Even my deceased family members couldn't be left in peace! I clenched my jaw so hard that my mouth filled with the taste of blood, yet it still couldn't suppress the fury raging inside me. Pulling out my phone, I was just about to call 911 when Melissa snatched my phone and threw it to the ground. She stomped on it with her heel, shattering it immediately. "Calling the police, huh? I'll give you a little hint—it's pointless. Ms. Fuller rules over Joverton City." She pointed to a deep pit nearby, which had been dug out to build an artificial lake for the horse ranch. It was filled with rubble, shards of glass, and rusty steel bars.

"Jesse was still scared and in shock, she silently shook her head, stating that she didn't want anything. "a cup of tea to calm my wife down, she's a little tenses up at the moment" Trey said this as he wrapped his arm around Jesse's waist. The flight attendant nodded and immediately walked away. "Jesse, calm down, your father's jet is bullet proof but it's not indestructible against bombs" uncle Den spoke casually as he sat right across the couple . Jesse breathed a sigh of relief, "Uncle, you didn't answer my question"

I shook my head motioning my answer of a no, watching as the brightly lit diner came into view up ahead. “Come on you must be hungry kid” he prodded eagerly. “I’m tired” I shot the idea down causing my uncle to send me a weak smile “Maybe another night? it’s been a long travel you know with the flights and the two-hour drive” I added feeling the guilt for such a snappy retort on my end. “Sure, thing kid, straight home it is” he glanced a smile at me. Uncle Jesse was a handsome man with a square shaped face you know the ones? angular, sharp and masculine. Yeah, that was Uncle Jesse add a small stubbled beard and a combover of full brunette hair and that was him.

Offering her a bottle of water, he said, “You look pale, Jess. I will take care of her, you go back home and rest.” Jessie turned to Uncle Sam, on some other days, she would’ve argued. She would’ve objected to leaving her mom, but not tonight. She needed to speak to Gavin. She had to. “Uncle, will you really be alright?” Uncle Sam nodded, offering her a reassuring smile. “Sarah is here too, so we are more than capable. Now go home to your husband, when your mother wakes up, I’ll tell her you were here.” Jessie thanked her Uncle Sam, and moved to leave but he stopped her.

“I don’t want to be near a witch for the rest of the week.” I stepped out of the playroom designed for Rue Rue and Ginny and descended to the living room. Sam lied on the couch, asleep while Jess tended to the babbling babies, watching a family series on the television. “Is everything okay? I heard yelling.” “Jess, I think we have a bigger problem.” I laced my fingers together, taking in a deep breath, “So, my uncle might have broken out of jail.” She gasped, placing a hand over her mouth. “We are talking about the homicidal uncle who has an obsession with Achilleas, right?”

I frown feeling a mixture of frustrated and disheartened at Jase's behavior. I understand his feelings. I feel scared for him and the others every time one of them gets hurt. For crying out loud I had to resuscitate Arson on the operating table! "Sure. I'll have Tee mix some up for you, sweet pea." He makes a distinct whistle that has Uncle Tee looking up to find him. He makes some hand gestures that have Tee nodding. He then grabs a syringe and heads to the kitchen. I love how in sync my uncle's family is with one another. Then again so are my guys as I watch Jase signal Ransom to him.

I asked, a smile spreading across my face. Xavier's face lits up immediately. "Let Jesse's Uncle be our Dad till dad returns," he mouthed. I gasped, my thoughts racing. "Jesse's Uncle?" I say, my voice shaky. "But I don't even know him," I retorted. "Of course you do, mommy." Zoey steps in. "The tall handsome man, who picked Jesse up from the park," "Actually he's not Jesse's Dad but his Uncle," Xavier clears the air sharply.