John Stamos As Uncle Jesse Novels & Stories

“Do just spoke to me via a midlink, he thinks that Felix’s witches will shut it down soon. He said they are all safe and figuring out how to get us out of here fast, because Felix is scared, and he is going to want to act fast.” “That’s okay, I’m more worried about you. You need to be out of this place. My memories are coming back, and let me tell you, my uncle is the most brutal and heartless creature ever.” He grimaces. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” “No, it’s not what you said about your uncle. It’s Josh. He’s really pissed.” I smile. “That little shit,” he mumbles. “When I think about how he was acting when you were staying with the Blue Moon pack.”

I take a step back and hit the wall. "Nowhere to go, Ellie. It's just you and I about to have a romantic time." Suddenly, the door opens again and I cannot tell you how happy I am to see him. "What's going on here?" Uncle Chris demands. Jaden turns to him. "Who are you?" "Her uncle. You?" Without a word, Jaden leaves out the door and I turn around to hold the sink. My insides feel like they're about to drop out of my arse hole.

Which is very clear to both Lucas and I. "Josh!" I scold him as he chuckles. Sometimes I can't even get real with myself and understand why I had to fall for Lucas' uncle. Joshua is perfect and all, but the awkward feeling of dating someone's uncle, my best friend's uncle, never seems to dissapear. I guess I'll get used to it in some time, but right now, as Joshua is looking at me with those knowing eyes and Lucas is there to see everything I can't help but wish the earth would swallow me up.

If I hadn't known better, I would have laughed. "Thank you, Genevieve," I said softly. "You're so kind." She beamed. I made it through breakfast. I made it through morning chores, through the endless parade of pack members who wanted to offer their condolences for the "conflict" the night before. I made it through lunch, through afternoon meetings, through the long, slow hours that stretched out in front of me like a desert. And through all of it, I smiled. I nodded. I played the role of the grateful, obedient omega who had learned her lesson and would never cause trouble again.

“I need to clean those cuts before your face starts looking permanently tragic.” A faint laugh escaped him again. “Wow. So compassionate.” “Keep talking and I’ll use alcohol without warning.” “That sounds threatening.” “It is.” For the first time since he walked in, Jameson smiled properly. Small. But real. A few minutes later, we stepped into my room. Maxwell was sprawled across the bed flipping lazily through a comic book until he looked up. His eyes widened immediately. “Whoa.” He sat upright fast. “What happened to you Uncle Jameson?”

Zoe answered, "Yes, Mr. Lefting. I don't know how he found out about you either. I think he just heard Gale, and I mentioned you a few times before." Aurum thought about it and agreed, "Give him the phone." Joshua took the phone. Before the camera was even on him, he had already greeted excitedly, "Hello Uncle Lefting, I'm Joshua. Nice to meet you. I'm really happy to see you!" After that, the camera moved around a bit, and Joshua's face appeared on the screen. "Hello, Joshua. Mrs. Zoe said you wanted to see me?" "Yes, I wanted to see what that legendary, amazing, handsome and smart Uncle Lefting looked like! Seeing you now, you really are the most handsome man ever…"

Hearing that he was half Houston and half Monaco felt new to me; he had never mentioned being a native of Monaco. “So how has it been with my uncle?” Leon continued to taunt me, managing a laugh. “I know he can be a handful sometimes, but can you tell us how you two met? A few months ago, I could have sworn he was a confirmed bachelor.” I felt my stomach grumble in annoyance. This was exactly what Xavier was doing, but Leon was being clever and sly so Casper wouldn’t catch on. Well, I wasn’t entirely surprised; I had always known Leon was very cunning.

"I'm your son." Javier's face became as white as a sheet. It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck him. "W-What did you say?" Justin's smile grew colder. His voice dropped to a sinister whisper. "Did you really think you're the only one who knows the truth about Uncle Chester's death?"

Jesse walks up to him and snatches the papers fast, he shoves it into his pockets. “My uncle. He lets me use it whenever I want to.” “Whoever found you at the police station, wouldn’t find your uncle’s pension house?” I ask with a raised brow, walking in their direction. My eyes are all over the place, searching for any form of clues that could tell me more about the man that gave himself up in measured sips. “That’s the best part, we aren’t really family, so they couldn’t find this place if they tried.” I share a look with Jake. Jesse is sharing information about his family, we have to be really patient, or throw a really good bait at him.

“I’m too scared. What if he’s dangerous?” MJ asked. “We don’t leave you alone. No more skipping class. No more hiding here all the time. This is unhealthy for you.” Marty replied. “I’ll try. But what if he hurts one of you while you're trying to protect me?” MJ questioned. "It will be ok. We all will be ok." Marty assured her. Marty called their Aunt Talia. She was married to Joker who was technically Jessi's real uncle. Their uncle Zeke/Bishop was married to Paris who was Joker's sister. But since he was an MC brother, they all thought of him as an uncle.