My Two Uncles Novels & Stories

When I swayed my gaze on uncle Chase, he rested his head back against the couch and let out a loud cry. Striving to stay in denial, I dragged my gaze on uncle Ransom and watched silently as he blew his nose in his handkerchief. The signs were there, and it was just uncle Alex, Robert, Titus, Chris, Chase, Finn, Levi, Luke, Otis, Ryder, Wyatt, Chance, Ransom, West, Bernard, and Blade now. Within just a few weeks, four of my uncles were dead, and all I could think about was, "What the heck was going on?"

Though parted by misfortune, Vibgyor held them together. Nutured by warmth, their love grows forever. My favourite uncles, uncle Zeus and uncle Patrick are the loveliest couple I've ever seen. They are happy-go-lucky and charming everytime I see them. That doesn't mean they don't have to go through difficulties in life , but they face them with a smile on their face and a hope in their hearts for everything to be alright someday. It wasn't easy for them to be a gay couple and wanting to adopt a child at their time. It's still not that easy, but I know it will be one day. However, things went well and they did adopt a girl child . Avery, was 6 months old when my uncles brought her home and ev

My head is spinning with all the information he just threw at me. “This all sounds like a made up story. Witches, warlocks, wolves? They’re not real. They’re just myths and legends.” My uncle says some something in another language and all my candles light at the same time. I sit down on the couch. I’m not scared of my uncle but at the same time I’m trying to wrap my head around what he is telling me. “I’m so sorry you found out this way. We were trying to wait as long as possible for the twins sake.”

maybe it was the way the light reflected in his eyes, but I could swear I saw his eyes flash amber. “Why?” I squared my shoulders. “Who are you to make that decision for me?” I was both upset and turned on by the fact that he thought he could control me that way. He smiled and cocked his head to the side. “I’m your uncle, remember?” My body tingled, and I knew it was more than that. Way more than that.

"And Domenico's sons are like my own." Hearing him say that almost made me pity my other cousins, and I had a lot of those. Uncle had always pulled favorites, and it was only because of dad. The two were so close I couldn’t recall a time Uncle wasn’t around. They weren’t just brothers, they were best friends. "Do you feel bad about not having any boys yourself?" Levi asked. "Not at all," Uncle answered. "I am proud of my girls. They are my world." As Uncle went on a quick rant about how amazing and smart his daughters were, Levi nodded, listening to his story. Then, when he saw a perfect opening, he began bragging about his own daughter.

"Here you go‚ buddy. Wαnt to help stir the rice?" Ryαn took the spoon but kept tαlking‚ bαrely pαying αttention. "But it’s not complicαted‚ Uncle Killiαn! It’s simple! My friends αll hαve uncles who αre their mommy’s brothers. So I αsked my teαcher αgαin todαy‚ just to be sure. And she sαid yes! Thαt your mom’s brother is your uncle."

Everyone was having a blast on the yacht for Valentine’s Day when my boyfriend, Ethan Hayes, asked me to go tell his uncle I fancied him. “Go on, tell him. You’re a lucky girl if he actually takes a liking to you! Next time we meet, I might even have to call you auntie!” Vivian Lawrence, his childhood sweetheart, was by my boyfriend’s side, smiling triumphantly. Just a few minutes ago, they had shared a glass of cocktail. I clutched the watch in my pocket—bought with two months of my savings to make peace—my heart riddled with holes. Suddenly, a line of live comment lit up before my eyes: “I’m sick of this jerk. Girl, go for the uncle. He’s the real big shot. He’s fancied you for a long time

When Marcus saw me step into the glare of the headlights beside Julian, his face twisted into something grotesque—a terrifying cocktail of rage, shock, and pathetic desperation. "Elena?" Marcus gasped, taking an unsteady step down the metal stairs, his grip on the briefcase trembling. "You brought her here? Uncle, are you insane? She’s a nobody! She’s using you to save her pathetic family!" "You're repeating yourself, Marcus," Julian’s voice cut through the engine noise, flat and devoid of any human warmth. "And your script is getting tired." Julian walked forward slowly, pulling me along at his side, keeping his body positioned half a step in front of mine—a silent, unbreakable shield.

He has told me that hundreds of times, still wanted to try it again, I wanted to try to make him understand that I love Aaron. I bit my lower lip and tried to control the tears that were threatening to fall. "Grandpa..." "Don't disturb your grandfather." My uncle Mr Peter said with a stern voice who was standing beside my dad. just like my father, my uncle is a doctor. They were never interested in their father's business. But battle started since we, I mean I and my cousin Rhia were born. The battle of being chosen by our grandparents as the top heir. "Do as they please," Uncle said again.

“ you two, what the hell is going on? For you to be here, don't you know it's dangerous” The tallest of the two move forward to take hold of my little finger and say “ little one we are much older than we look so you don't have to worry about us” Pulling my finger away, I took a step back from them just because they are my uncle doesn't mean I got to trust them now. I don't know them from anywhere, I would need a lot more than us sharing the same bloodsucking regime to welcome them into my life. Pushing the tallest one away, the one that seems to be very quiet say “ see you scare her away, sorry little one we are your uncles, I'm Luther and that ugly mutt over there is Asher and together we