I Love You Uncle Novels & Stories

He asked, getting emotional. " I just want to be happy... and it would not happen till he is so upset. So please give me your blessings that will help me with us. " I said. Uncle got up from his chair and hugged me. " I never thought, I could ever love anyone as much as I love Mahi but I have no problem in accepting that I love you as much as I love her. " He said. I cried out of happiness. Just then his phone started buzzing. He excused himself and looked at the screen.

I may call you my second mother but you know that I will do what needs to be done to protect those I love, and that is something that you’ve done too, so don't use THAT reasoning on me! ”That's a completely different matter because I did NOT love your Uncle!. He was A MISSION!. He was someone I forced to believe that I’m his dead lover even if I'm NOT! And that's just so I can find out more about the Triumvirate! But that was all he was to me and nothing else!” ”BULLSHIT! I knew how hurt you were when he started hating you for saying that to his face! And I still see how painful it is now when he talks shit about you right in front of you! I've known you too well for you to LIE to ME!”

Her fiancé. And most importantly, the love of my life. Looking at her as she pressed her hands around the engagement ring, I knew one thing for sure. I might have to hurt my cousin for the first time in my life. I might have to burn down every relationship I had, to be with him. "What if he does not want to be with you?" I blurted out before I could stop myself. "Then you teach him. Teach him how to love your only cousin, by the way. Teach those people out there what it means to hurt our family. It's the famiglia, Uncle.

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.

maybe it was the way the light reflected in his eyes, but I could swear I saw his eyes flash amber. “Why?” I squared my shoulders. “Who are you to make that decision for me?” I was both upset and turned on by the fact that he thought he could control me that way. He smiled and cocked his head to the side. “I’m your uncle, remember?” My body tingled, and I knew it was more than that. Way more than that.

“Don't worry, I won't meddle in your issues. I cannot believe I'm saying this, but my uncle loves you, Jess, you changed him, he was never a family person he changed for you. I know whatever he did hurt you, but please find a way to talk it out with him.” “Thank you, Jade, but your uncle and I are not a great fit. Now go find Layla and give her the love she deserves,” I said, and he smiled before taking me in his arms. “If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me, I am still your friend,” he said, pulling away while I nodded. “Okay, bye,” he said and rushed out. I waved and closed the door. I walked back to the couch, intending to catch some breaths, as the earlier running still affected

"If my mother and my uncle's mother didn't like my father, wouldn't it be different? Love must be bitter and sweet. Accept it because it was my mother's choice." “Going back to my uncle is boring. After the housekeeper returned, he spoke to my father for an hour. He was very angry. Then beat my uncle again. My uncle is nothing but handsome and has a lot of money, but he is beaten and never cries. That's a trait that my father liked about my uncle." “Your mother is also your father's wife, and your uncle's mother is also your father's wife. Why do you call him uncle and not brother?"

My brows pulled together as I stared at my uncle, I opened my mouth to ask what he meant but he spoke up before I could. “Love.” He smirked, “Make him fall senselessly in love with you.”

“Ethan Cole is my nephew.” The words hit harder than I expected. For a second, I just stare at him. Trying to process it. Trying to make it make sense. “That’s not possible,” I say. But even as I say it, I know it is. “It is,” he replies. No hesitation. No doubt. A strange mix of shock and anger rises in my chest. “So you knew?” I ask. My voice is sharper now. “No,” he says. “Not until now.” His eyes don’t leave mine.

"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?"