I Love You Uncle Novels & Stories

"It doesn't feel right because I’m not the one looking at you. I’m not the one you want in your fucking bed, Leslie. I see the way you're looking at my uncle and it’s making me sick." My face go hot, but I didn't look away from him. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me flinch. "You don't know what you're talking about," I said, though my voice was a little shakier than I wanted it to be. "I know exactly what I'm talking about," he snapped. "You're moving into that house because you want him. You’re already picturing what it's like to have him fuck you and you're doing it right under my nose."

ALEXA POV “Welcome to Ivory City, my dear, favorite niece,” my uncle said, pulling me in for a hug. “Very funny; I thought I was your only niece,” I said, pulling out my tongue and making fun of my uncle. I had finally found him talking on the phone after I dragged my suitcase away in anger from that arrogant jerk.

Not by a long shot. “I suspected. I had a feeling.” “A feeling,” I repeated. “Uh-huh. And you didn’t say anything?” “It wasn’t my place. I’m glad you know.” Now what was I supposed to say to that? “I’m not happy. Not happy at all.” I started to walk out of her office. “But my uncle loves you.” Love? That caught me completely off guard. “Is there such a thing in your world?”

“But two men love her.” “Really?” Marcus replied. “I can’t understand how complicated a grown ups’ love is besides kissing each other. Because that’s what I saw from mom and dad whenever they say “I love you”. But, if there are two men saying “I love you” to your mom, I guess it’s really confusing. Right?” Eugene nodded his head. “One is my dad. And one is an uncle who is really kind to my mom.” “Why are you making that a big deal?” Marcus said. “Of course, you should choose your dad. Whoever that uncle is, he’s a bad man. Believe me.”

“Stop playing Charvie, I know Cruz is not around right now because he is s….” “What do you have to say or should I hang up?” She asked, her voice lacking any warmth. “I…I am sorry for what happened last time, but I just wanted to protect you from my uncle; you don't know him, Evie; he is beyond what we see on the surface, Evie I love you, I was just being crazy, and all, and I know you still love me..” Charvie burst into a long session of laughter, hearing him call her the nickname he had given her alongside his sweet words.

Finally, I spoke, trying to suppress my anger and panic "Uncle?" “I missed you.” He replied I froze, surprised. “Missed me?” My voice came out quieter than intended, tinged with confusion. “It hasn’t even been—what—twenty-four hours? And what does that have to do with the situation, I just asked a question" He turned to glance at me, dark eyes intent, unwavering. “I don’t care about the hours. I missed you. Does being his Uncle mean I can't miss you?”

Everyone was having a blast on the yacht for Valentine’s Day when my boyfriend, Ethan Hayes, asked me to go tell his uncle I fancied him. “Go on, tell him. You’re a lucky girl if he actually takes a liking to you! Next time we meet, I might even have to call you auntie!” Vivian Lawrence, his childhood sweetheart, was by my boyfriend’s side, smiling triumphantly. Just a few minutes ago, they had shared a glass of cocktail. I clutched the watch in my pocket—bought with two months of my savings to make peace—my heart riddled with holes. Suddenly, a line of live comment lit up before my eyes: “I’m sick of this jerk. Girl, go for the uncle. He’s the real big shot. He’s fancied you for a long time

Kimberly gasped loudly, her hand darting out to lock around his arm with a deep frown. She began to rant childishly. “Why are you being so ridiculously stubborn, Uncle?! I already told you, Theo and I are nothing! Weren’t you the one lecturing everyone that those who enjoy the Kruger family’s wealth must contribute to the Kruger family? So where is your grand contribution, huh? As the supreme ruler of the Kruger empire, where is your sense of duty? Where is your conviction?!” Finnick looked down at her slender hands gripping his sleeve, then raised his eyes to meet hers.

He cupped my face in his hand and I didn't stop crying. "I loved him, Uncle. He was the only man I ever loved" I found myself explaining, knowing life would be mentally challenging without having Mr. Pompous by my side as usual. He broke my heart for yet the second time. "We're always attached to our first love, Sofia. Now wipe your tears, pain only makes one stronger. I was waiting for my death but you have shown up when I did not expect it. There'll always be hope. We should move now before the Tree catches up with us" Uncle Danny consoled me and I nodded after each sentence of his.

He grinned happily and said, "See what a good baby" "I'm not your freaking baby" I said to him, coldly "Good Lord Midnight why do you have to be so colder than any winter" He asked then suddenly Zithea laughed "What is so funny Zithea?"I asked with a deadpan look "AHAHAHAHA most people wonder why you hate your uncle so much but we both know you love him," Zithea said teasingly "Hah?!! Who loves this twerp?" I said to her. This is absolutely ridiculous