Gravity Falls Uncle Novels & Stories

Grace thought she had finally found a family when the wealthy Wells family adopted her. To win their love, she became everything they wanted—obedient, perfect, and the ideal substitute for their lost daughter. The only person she truly believed cared for her was her boyfriend, Lucas Marino. But her world shattered the day the real daughter returned. Overnight, Grace was cast aside, treated as nothing but a shadow of someone else. Lucas, the man she trusted most, revealed his true heart—he had only ever seen her as a stand-in. Heartbroken and betrayed, grace got drunk and an got in an accident. The accident brought her face-to-face with Ethan Marino—Lucas’s uncle and the powerful head of

I'd never seen him so degraded, helpless, so out of his element. I liked the sight of him like this more than I'd let on. With the knife in his hands, Andre reached up and slashed off the bonds at my uncle's wrists. My uncle's feet hadn't even touched the ground before Andre swiped his feet from underneath him. I watched as my uncle fell on his stomach, hitting the ground hard, too weak to break his fall. He let out a groan, still sobbing profusely. "What's your dominant arm?" Andre asked, pocketing the knife.

Unfortunately, my kick couldn't make him fall. "Thought acceleration!" Uncle Bob's movements look slower, even though I can't speed up my movements. When Uncle Bob raised his sword, I quickly blocked it with a barrier. The sword stopped, but Uncle Bob immediately kicked me and I didn't have time to dodge. His kick was right in my stomach causing me to fall down and thrown. .

The rain is falling now, heavy drops pelting down on top of them and turning the soil darker and muddier. “Throw it onto the caskets,” his uncle commands with an impatient jerk of his chin toward the grave. He throws the Red rose and bear down to his Mommy and Daddy. A rough laugh leaves his uncle. “You were supposed to throw just the flower, not the bear as well. What would your parents want with a teddy?”

~ODETTE At first, my heart sank. I took in a shaky breath. Thoughts ran through my mind. The demon Uncle had finally revealed his true nature and I could lose my life if I made the wrong move. I released another shaky breath as I felt my wolf stir with a feeling I could not understand. Was it excitement? I pushed it aside and locked my eyes with his. His crimson eyes glowed even brighter as if he could see that I was daring him. Then I smiled.

I was willing to deal with him for bringing up such a past, but just then, Caleb, his so-called foolish son, ran up towards him. “That's enough, Uncle Caspian.” He placed his hand on my chest as he pushed me away from his father. “You killed your own father, and here you are fighting mine? You wish to kill him too?” As he pointed his hand at me, speaking to me—his uncle—with disrespect, I didn't hesitate to teach him a tiny lesson. I swiftly got a strong but casual grip of his hand pointed at me. “I'm your uncle, Caleb… show some respect!” I bent it over, the pain excruciating as he wailed in pain.

“Why don't you tell your uncle about it? “It’s nothing serious, Mum,” Julian said quietly like he was embarrassed. “Don’t be silly,” She chuckled. “It’s nothing interesting, Mum,” He said firmly. “I don't want to bore him.” “Unsolved cases would not bore me,” I said, leaning my elbows on the table. I could see his breath hitch in his throat. “Try me,” I raised my brows.

And then it became one long flat note that didn't stop and didn't change and filled every corner of the room. Grandpa Edwards was dead. I let out a broken cry.

My uncle has a rugged, athletic, and strong body. I don't doubt that at all because I can feel it myself right now. "Put me down, Uncle." I rebelled, trying to break free. But no matter how hard I tried, his two burly hands didn't move. Uncle Matthew carried me easily as if my body wasn't heavy. I weighed more than 40 kilograms. He carried me into the room and then threw my body roughly onto the bed. I was shocked by what he did.