My Uncle Story Novels & Stories

Kimberly gasped loudly, her hand darting out to lock around his arm with a deep frown. She began to rant childishly. “Why are you being so ridiculously stubborn, Uncle?! I already told you, Theo and I are nothing! Weren’t you the one lecturing everyone that those who enjoy the Kruger family’s wealth must contribute to the Kruger family? So where is your grand contribution, huh? As the supreme ruler of the Kruger empire, where is your sense of duty? Where is your conviction?!” Finnick looked down at her slender hands gripping his sleeve, then raised his eyes to meet hers.

He said, throwing a subtle shade to Ethan, who was on seat. "Ok uncle, and what's that?" "Seduce Tyson Reed, and marry him. That's the only way we can keep such asset." He said, and I gasped. "Is that a joke?" I blurted in shock. "Have you ever seen me hosted a circus?" He replied sarcastically. “Have you lost your mind? How can you ask that of me?" I asked, but a glare from my uncle only shut me up. I knew my uncle could make a deal with a devil because of money, but never in my wildest dreams I would be in leverage too. He didn't mind if he was selling me to a dangerous man, but he just wanted to get Tyson wrapped around his fingers.

Charvie was quick to place a hand on Jessamine's lips. "Stop being noisy, I said mine calmly." "Bryan's uncle, Is he old? Like old... white-haired old." Jessamine lowered her voice, trying not to yell. 'Old...nah, she was sure Cruz was older than her, because being her ex's uncle says it all, but not the kind of old Jessa had in mind...Jessa loved hot guys and she could die for one, if she saw Cruz, she wondered what would be her reaction.' "I had no choice, he was better than a cheat." Charvie shrugged keeping Jessamine in a suspense Jessa didn't like.

Spike and Star’s cute barks calmed him as he kissed them both, clutching them to his chest. Then he continued. “My chaotic family was the reason I never wished to introduce you to them. They are cold-hearted, self-absorbed, and power-hungry people, following the stupid traditions that only favor them. And my uncle is the biggest moron, a vampire who has stopped eating to maximize his powers.” His eyes burned with rage as he growled. “Grandpa’s response made it clear that Uncle had spread the news of your divorce in our community. Gosh, I want to kill him!”

His uncle had a knack for humiliating him, he would be an idiot to ignore his uncle’s provocation. If he actually thought of it, he was gaining both ways-he was ruining his uncle reputation and earning money at the same time.

Look from me to my uncle. I turn to my uncle. "Why are you here?" "Get him in the car. This is embarrassing," he instructs the two men as he attempts to take my whiskey away. “That's mine.” “Fine. Drink yourself to death. What do I care." We're outside a moment later. Rain is coming down in sheets and I'm soaked by the time I'm in the SUV. My uncle climbs in beside me. I blink, then widen my eyes. "I wasn't done in there."

Zenni commented with a small smile. “What did uncle do?” Andy asked curiously. “Your uncle loves to climb the wall to sneak into my house. One day, father was so annoyed that he had to wrap electric wires around the fence, but your uncle dared to climb, saying he doesn't mind dying for love.” Zenni explained, which made everyone burst into laughter. “Uncle is so brave?” Andy commented with envy and shiny eyes. “Did uncle end up in a hospital?” “Of course, he did. But the next day, he escaped from the hospital to do the same thing.”

Her uncle was already itching to push me out of the pack, or kill me! Ares grumbled under his breath and she stopped and blinked up at her uncle, her eyes curious. "Don't you like the story, Uncle? It is a funny story." "No, cookie, I love the story," he said with a constipated look on his face, and I burst out laughing, which made Azalea giggle. Ares glared at me before he turned to her and shook his head, smiling a little, and my breath hitched. He tenderly patted her hair before pushing her golden curls behind her ear.

Clara moaned softly after Arthur's finger brushed past her scalp, making her tensed body relaxed. “ You know so much about them, uncle, do you think it will work?” She asked as Arthur's hand stopped moving, making her open her eyes, “ what's wrong?” She asked, seeing his face all stoic. “ The next time you call me uncle again, I'll fuck you till you forget how to speak,” he threatened making her burst out laughing for his childishness

I stood at my desk and said nothing for a moment. The cold had spread from my stomach outward into my chest and down my arms and I was gripping the phone tighter than I needed to. I made myself loosen my grip. I made myself breathe. Ares. My uncle. The man who had walked into my grandfather's will reading and taken sixty percent of everything and moved into the east wing and sat at my breakfast table and looked at my wife across the food she used to cook herself like she was something worth looking at. The man who had sent her that dress — because it had been him, I had known it the moment she thanked me and I had watched the look on my own face in the reflection of the window and seen mysel