Loving Aunt Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

The pain was like a diamond slicing through my skull. Fighting through the throbbing in my head, I realized Sean was James's nephew. "Sean, your uncle gave this to me. I didn't steal it—" I could not even get the words out before he snapped. His hands tangled in my hair, he sneered, "Ella, who do you think you are? My uncle would never fall for someone like you. Do you have any clue who calls the shots in the Foster family? He does! How dare you even touch him?

Aunt Lou teased, “because it seems like you two are going to be quite busy planning a little celebration for thatl.” With my heart overflowing, I couldn't help but smile, both at the love blooming between Leon and me and the warmth radiating from Aunt Lou’s support. It felt like I was stepping into a new chapter of my life, one where love could finally flourish amidst the chaotic remnants of my past—a chance to rediscover joy and warmth in a world that had once felt so desolate.

“Yeah it was weird I could here you and-“ I pause and look up at her. Aunt Viv looks reserved. “I’m sorry you heard all that” “It’s fine you aren’t the first couple that didn’t want me” I smile. My aunt looks horrified. “Oh my sweet child why would you say that” she then pulls me into a hug that’s meant to be comforting but instead feels awkward and shocking. Is this what a loving parent is supposed to be like? I let out a strange laugh at that thought. Aunt Viv breaks the hug and looks at me again, still seeming worried. “Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

In my last life, it happened at the welcome party for my newborn brother. My aunt Vivian forced her way into the nursing room while my mother was changing and carried Noah out. By the time my mother came out in clean clothes, he was gone. Vivian argued that she had only taken him out to show him to the guests, and that my mother was the one who hadn't watched her own child. The security footage was destroyed on purpose. My mother couldn't find any new evidence, and in the end the investigation into his disappearance was closed. After that, my mother was never right again. She spent every day murmuring Noah's name, and six months later she was in a car accident. My father searched for three y

Her eyes scan us all and she knows we’re here for something of dire importance. Aunt leads us into the house and I summarize the situation of things to her as we get into the living room. I battle with nostalgia that makes my gaze shifty as I struggle to look at her while explaining and try to prevent my eyes from scanning the first home I ever knew that’s brimming to a spill of beautiful memories of the little family from my childhood. When I tell her about the recent happenings and Chestnut’s impairment, her eyes water and she looks at the little girl busy chasing her younger brother about the living room with immense sorrow.

The same evil, rotten core hiding behind a pretty face. Why was she here? What did my aunt want now? My aunt was a greedy, vicious woman. She made my life a living hell when I was a minor. She tried to steal everything my parents left for Leo and me. And Chloe was just like her. Chloe was a younger, meaner version of her mother. When we lived in that house, Chloe used to break my things and cry to her mother, saying I did it. She watched me get punished and she smiled. She was a snake. And now, the snake was in my school.

But even if you lived, you would be dumped on some deserted island to fend for yourself. "Think I'm being too harsh?" Aunt Carmelia looked at me. I shook my head. "No, he deserved it." If Aunt Carmelia did not recognize me in time, I would have been force-fed alcohol, violated, and sent to some underground arena. Just thinking about it made my blood run cold. "I'm glad you see it that way," Aunt Carmelia said, patting my head. "In this world, showing mercy to your enemies is being cruel to yourself. That's the first lesson your aunt is teaching you."

“Uh..He said that I'm a bitch who is set out to destroy you and he won't mind slitting my throat if he gets the chance. And She supported his words before trying to choke me to death.. luckily you arrived just on time or i'd have been dead by now” Agnes and Matt's jaw dropped in shock. They exchanged brief glances before snapping their heads to Ryan who was now glaring lasers at them. “W—hat?” Matt stuttered. “No uncle, that's not true! This bitch is a liar!” Ryan stepped away from Ava and approached the two. “The only way you'd ever learn to have respect for your aunt is only if you're punished greatly..” Matt wasn't done processing his uncle's words before he dropped to the ground after a

If I revealed his plan to take my divine bone for Leigh, the eight elder lords would surely lock him in the Boundless Abyss forever. Just as I was about to leave, a thunderous voice stopped me. It was Marty. “Chloe, it’s bad. Your aunt has been kneeling for three days and has grown ill from the cold. Chief has poured all his anger onto her. If you go back now, you might still see her one last time.”

His hand rested firmly on her waist as if she were the one he was set to marry tonight. I tightened my grip on the stem of my champagne glass so tightly I feared it might shatter, feeling a bitter taste rise in my throat. I had never liked this little niece. There was something about her that irked me—her constant need to grab Aiden’s attention, her overly sweet demeanour that Aiden seemed to adore. He didn’t even glance in my direction. The whispers around me grew louder, snippets of conversations swirling in the air. “Who is she?” “She’s stunning. Do you think—?”