Last Airbender Uncle Iroh Quotes Novels & Stories

“And Ella, remember that drink they called ‘Firewater’? You looked ready to breathe actual flames!” Ella doubles over laughing, clutching her stomach. “Oh my god, don’t remind me! I don’t know what they put in that stuff, but I thought I was going to turn into a dragon!” Dad, never one to miss a chance to tease, glances at Uncle Evans with a smirk. “And how about our resident surfing champ here?” He points at Evans, who shakes his head with a groan, but he’s grinning, too. “I still can’t believe you let me talk you into hitting those waves!”

"Do you finally understand what I've been trying to say to you all these years? Your pathetic ignorance is going to put you in trouble one day." ‎"Uncle. Ah, wait, you don't have any right to that title. You." I bit back my lower lip in anger. "Why do you think it's normal to be happy at my situation? You know what, you should enjoy swimming in your stupidity while you still have it. Mark my words, I will get my parent's inheritance, everything I own, back from you and watch you reap the consequences of your actions." ‎

Immediately it rolls under my feet, I step on it with my shoes breaking it. Instantly the arrows in the air return, this time all of them are aiming at me, coming in this direction. My Uncle understands his own static, he smiles victoriously at me, “You won’t escape my wrath, you will regret never joining me, you will regret for not listening to me.”

"You’ve always been so focused. Even when you were a little boy, you’d grab my hand and never let go. My 'little shadow,' your mother called you." Noah’s voice grew sleepier, his words slurring slightly as he relaxed into the solid heat of Orion’s body. "I’m glad you’re still my sweet nephew, Orion. Even if you’re a big, scary CEO now... you’re the only one who really listens to me. Everyone else thinks I’m just... well, they cherish me, but they don't listen."

Chapter 6. Nova’s POV. I stood before Aaron and his uncle, trembling while praying for the ground to actually open and swallow me. This can’t be possible. The man from yesterday who had fucked me raw in ways Aaron had never, cannot be his uncle. But I heard clearly. Aaron had called him “my uncle,” and now he was standing tall like an undiluted nemesis, staring at me with eyes that held no emotions or warmth. My skin crawled as his deep sanpaku eyes dragged down my body, staring at me like he was trying to know and unravel me at the same time.

(Athena POV) Uncle approached me with a big smile on his face. Then he tapped me hard on the shoulder, it made me skip a breath for a second. “Uncle… just take it easy." “You will feel worse when you have regrets in your decisions later in your life. It'll be heavy for to carry, and that hurts. So no matter what happens, stand up for the decision you will make Athena... until the end.” “What are you talking about Uncle? Have you made up your mind? You will really give me to El huh?

I continued. Slowly, he reached for my arm and spoke. "Uncle, can you do something for me?" "Yes, sweetheart?" "Uncle, I want to see the ocean after my operation. I want to see it before anything else, uncle. Please..." "Yes, Quil. I will. Don’t worry." "Yay! Yay! Thank you, Uncle Alfonso!" he said, smiling even though he wasn't looking directly at me. Quil is truly delightful.

“I think it is really fucking stupid of you to go attack packs of rogues without knowing if they are the ones causing the problems. That makes you the assholes and I don't go to battle with assholes. Good day, gentlemen. Have fun looking like fucktards.” With that, the alpha walks off the screen and the slam of the door follows merely seconds later. After that, the remaining men, all in their fifties, sixties, and maybe even older continue with their discussion. My father, not even sticking around to listen or without so much as a goodbye cuts the feed and hangs up the call. “Well, that was about as productive as three mares and a gelding in the same pasture.” Says my uncle Jack and I look a

He couldn't finish his sentence. I exhale loudly, wishing to see Thor right then so I can wring his neck. "I'm sorry about this Uncle, I never knew he would... I mean he wasn't supposed to..." "What were you even thinking? Going off by yourself. Fighting those rogues alone!? Are you out of your mind!? Were you on drugs!?" "Please, Uncle, calm down– your heart! I promised you I wasn't on drugs. I was ambushed when I was on my way from..."

I point to the bitch who is standing there with her arms folded over her chest like this is a TV drama and her life is not about to be ended. “Uncle Fen, I need the warriors of hell here now.” I say through the link to him, even though he is back at Dark Moon. He will get them here fast as well as himself. “On the way.” That’s what I love about him. He never asks why he just does.