My Deceased Unborn Nephew Novels & Stories

Laura. Named after the young niece. Once again, I whispered a silent prayer for Justin and his daughter. I do hope that they were resting in peace wherever they were. Justin was buried the very next day he died, and he was given as much respect as an Alpha. The door swung open and Tanner, my uncle, marched in with a grin, a very pregnant Maurice behind him. “There's my favorite niece,” he called, and I chuckled. “I'm your only niece, silly,” He pressed a kiss on my cheek and made way for Maurice to come hug me.

I pause, and I stare at the candlelight that flickers, “She was heading here just over a decade ago, when we lost her by the borders in that fire.” My lips press, “To think that there were only three territories to the Night Court from there—It makes one wonder what would have happened if we had…” “No—“ My gaze rises to my nephew, quietly. Unaffected. “You cannot let this happen, Uncle. You cannot.” He rebukes. I raise an eyebrow at this, “No?” “No!” He gasps, and moves closer, searching my eyes urgently.

Gaston explains quietly and I nod. The ceremony before a deceased person is turned to dust and sent out into the deep is difficult for every mother. I am not surprised my Aunt wants to drag her feet. "What about my Uncle and Teru. They should be able to convince her," I ask before smiling at my niece who is trying to secretly look me over. I have only seen her a handful of times, but I am ready to correct that. I plan to get to know both my niece and nephew before the tournament begins. My mind needs to reconnect with life and hope two things children bring to all.

Dude was smiling down at me. “You are crying like a widow.” I glared at him and wished I could give him a tight slap. “I have lost someone dear to me too so stop acting like you have a terminal disease and might die the next day.” Although I scowled and I said nothing. He stepped forward and remarked. “ My uncle passed away before I turned ten.He was the only person who cared about me. Everyone else wished for my death or worse to forget I existed.” I blinked. I wasn't prepared for that.

Xavier exclaimed, stepping out of his house. "Of course, we won't miss it for anything." Justin replied. "If we did, Jared would totally have my head on a stake." I voiced laughing, getting down from the car. "I'm glad you know that." Jared said, stepping out from his house. "Uncle Jared!" Nathan and Nicholas screamed in excitement, rushing over to Jared. "How are my favorites nephews doing?" Jared asked, taking them up in his arms. "Our dog died." Nicholas muttered sadly. "But mummy talked to it, and told us Rio is happy in the afterlife." Nathan added.

Uncle gently caressed my palm and wiped my tears with his handkerchief. “Uncle… I think you’re right. That’s what destiny wants. To the world, Sanjana died on the day of the accident. Today, Samantha is born. And as for Liam… he died with Sanjana. I’ll erase him from my life.” It felt as though thousands of knives slashed my tongue as I spoke those words. Uncle paused, then looked at me carefully. “I need to ask you something.” His eyes searched mine, seeking permission. I placed my palm over his, giving him a nod.

He nodded his head continuously as he folded his hands across his chest. "Who did what exactly?" A voice groaned from behind. We both looked back to see my cousin walking furiously towards us. I was just so overwhelmed with my father's death that my senses have suddenly gone dull. " How could my cousin's voice sound strange to my ear? "My elder, my beloved cousin, and I are deeply in pain right now. We are trying to figure out how to go about making burial arrangements. My uncle deserves a proper burial. We have got that and a lot more to deal with. Please stop installing false ideas into my cousin's head and leave us alone." He responded aggressively to him and clenched his jaw.

I took a deep breath and sank into my seat. **************** Uncle Finn, Auntie Laurel’s husband had died two years ago. I had been shocked when mum told me about it. Then when I had asked her if we were going to Houston to pay our last respects, mum had insisted that Auntie Laurel didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.

“My second uncle was only 18 when he died. It was a sudden death. The car brakes failed, and he fell off the cliff,” Alexander calmly spoke as if relating the news. “Later on, when my third uncle was around 25, he drowned while diving because the oxygen tank malfunctioned. Then my youngest uncle…” He turned to look at Lily and paused. He cocked his head, thought for a moment, and continued, “I meant my real youngest uncle. He fell sick and died due to congenital disabilities shortly after birth. I heard he died in Grandpa’s arms.”

I struggled in his hold as he ran the tip of his bled just below my ear. "How I wished it was your father instead of you . Unfortunately he died and I will not be able to give him the same fate as you nephew ". My eyes went wide . I did not have any uncle. Most of my father's side died before I was born and I did not remember any mention of an uncle.