My Aunt Webtoon Novels & Stories

After getting the news of their accident -my family's death- my body became numb to whatever was around me, it shook as I tried to make since of the things happening. I was forced to live with my paternal aunt and her troublesome daughter. My cousin, Layla, does awful things and puts blame on me to which my aunt also takes her side. Once she had not done her homework and she took my notebook. Proceeding to tell the teacher that I hadn't done the work. The teacher then calls my Aunt to tell her I failed to do my homework. But the killing thing about it was my aunt already knew that Layla had taken my notebook. She then comes to the school and beats me in front of the teacher saying that I a

I quickly got in the mood, got up, took a long shower, and went to find Aunt Celina, something much more interesting than thinking about that arrogant man who had created in his head an absurd paranoia against my best friend's fiancé. I found my aunt in the living room, watching TV, of course. "Good morning, Auntie." I greeted her with a kiss on her cheek. "At last you're awake, dear," Aunt Celina says cheerfully. Although my aunt is a very good-natured person, I thought she was more excited than usual and her smile was really contagious. "Did something different happen while I was sleeping, Auntie?” "Look what I got today," she says, pointing to a sideboard next to the TV.

I turned away, faster than the speed of lighting, when I sighted my aunts, Whitney and Willow, the gossip of the family approached me, knowing how they'd bombard me with questions about my mate. But it was too late as they'd already seen me and they pounced on me showering my face with kisses. "Look how my little girl has now become a full-blown beautiful werewolf female, " Aunt Willow, my mum's younger sister and whose mate was ten years younger than her, beamed with excitement, making me do a 180-degree spin. My mum smiled, lifting her champagne glass. This was trouble. "So tell me," Aunt Whitney said with a giggle. "We should expect another destination wedding in months, right? You know w

She exhaled. “Really?” Clayton chuckled. “Perhaps, he wanted you to know his admiration for Auntie Caroline and you told her about it!” Clayton smirked. “Uncle Hengel wrote a lot of some stories about Auntie Caroline as the main character in his stories!” “Yeah, I know that Uncle Elbert really loved Auntie!” Sonya smiled. “What a big blessing of the universe that Auntie Caroline had!” Clayton stopped reading the files and glanced at Sonya. “You think so?”

As I finished I looked at my aunt who was sipping on her tea with her little pinky poking out . She sensed my questioning gaze and her eyes flickered “ I and your mother just don’t want you to be our family’s embarrassment, I mean imagine the shame if he knocked you up and refused to take responsibility .” “ and why exactly do you think that ?” Though I knew what was going in her head , I still couldn’t believe that this woman being my own biological aunt could be this petty and narrow minded “ you mean to say that Jacob might dump me after he gets me pregnant is that it ? Well hate to break it to you I’m on birth control and always have been , even if he dumped me it won’t be because of a b

They politely asked the guests to leave the venue, then closed the door to handle family matters. When my sister, Susan, saw me all injured, her eyes instantly turned red. She hugged me comfortingly. "I've heard it all from Wendy. You poor girl." Wendy was the name of the real substitute. My sister then raised her hand and slapped Nolan. "How can you speak to your aunt like that? You should be grateful that a high-achiever like her is willing to return from abroad to save your company. Do you think she has any responsibility to do so? How did I give birth to a son like you?! Your own aunt has suffered such a great injustice, yet you're siding with an outsider!"

He froze, struck dumb, his pupils dilated in utter shock. The truth, heavy as a sledgehammer, shattered every one of his ridiculous fantasies. His father, trembling with rage, pointed a shaking finger at his disgraceful son and let out a desperate roar. “Open your damn eyes and look! Four years ago, Harper became the owner of this estate! Harper is the true Luna of this manor… which makes her your aunt!”

I said, making sure to add my surname in case it was important in any way. They looked at each other as the man who bumped into me paced slowly towards me, staring down at me. He was quite tall, his shoulders hovering around me, but not compared to Ryder, and he wasn't as scary as Ryder was. "You, you..." he kept muttering. "I am Elder Vane. Elder Vane, one of Moon River's oldest, most traditional pack councilors," he explained. I shrugged. "Okay," I said, hoping he would finally let me go, but I noticed the way he glared at me like I was death, stopping me from moving.

“Yeah, I’m fine. She’s his doting wife, or whatever they call it. I love the kids, Maya and Jaxon are adorable. And she just had a new baby. I’m not gonna get mad. Martin is her brother. His parents are gonna be here, also. Plus that’s his only sister and his niece and nephews. I get it. But I’m staying right here to calm down.” “I wholeheartedly understand,” I say. Stephen and I sit at their table. My aunt finally comes over, still heated. She hugs me and then starts ranting: “I told that bitch I’m not paying her. The party has already started and she still blowing up balloons. You’re supposed to be done. Bitch, what do I look like?!” We’re all crying laughing because this churchgoing woman

“Tell me about your aunt? How do you still talk to her?” “My aunt’s name is Catherine, she’s a human. My mother and her relationship with her sister are quite complicated,” “How could she be a human?” “My grandmother was a human mage, she’s such a powerful lady but she’s no more. Like her father, my mother is a werewolf and my aunt is a mage now,” he said. “Looks like she’s an interesting character,” “Yes, she is,” Marcus smiles. “She fell in love with a human and got married to him while my mother married my father,”