Paternal Aunty Novels & Stories

The aunty Jenny was a short middle-aged woman close to her 60s and was already bubbling with joy. “Welcome, Aurora! I’m so happy you decided to come stay with this old woman for a while,” my Aunt Jenny said cheerfully as my bags were brought inside. Aunt Jenny was a distant relative of my mother’s. My mother had grown up as a farmer’s daughter before catching my father’s eye when he was on a mission for the royal family in the countryside.

Aunt said joyfully ,patting the space next to her ,gesturing for me to sit down and I did "Okay ladies ,this is Anushka ,my soon to be daughter-in-law"Aunt introduced me to her friend and I was taken aback by how she addressed me Daughter in law ..As in like McKenzie's wife ? But then I realized that she wasn't talking about Danelle because she also considered Sammy her son.. "My god you so beautiful my dear" one of the woman said as others agreed with her "Thank you" I blushed "She really is beautiful" Aunt added ,smiling at me "So Anu this are my friends ,Mrs Mordá ,Mrs Banks and Mrs Denzel.. They are women from the children's NGO"

Anthony explained clearly like he can read the question inside my mind. "Here," he passed me a photo. I smile when my eyes noticed the girl in the photo with a middle-aged man and woman in the photo. They had a big smile on their face. A happy family photo. Uncle Derrick and Aunt Mary. This is what I called them since I was a child. He is one of my dad's best friends and they are partners in business as well. I never expected Ara is their daughter. I only knew that they have one daughter that studies overseas but I never met her. I love how fate pulled us closer to each other.

"My mom and dad had close friends and they are more like sisters and brothers. Aunty Bella, Aunty Lucy, Aunty Anna and Uncle Damon. Aunty Anna is my dad's younger sister while Uncle Damon is my Dad's best friend but they ended up marrying each other. So everyone here you see apart from me and my siblings is a product or family of Aunt Bella, Aunt Lucy, uncle Damon and aunt Anna's marriage." "Wow. That's a lot to take in." Madiana shook her head in disbelief which caused Lawrence to chuckle. As Maddie was about to take a step further, she felt someone tug on her dress. She looked down and came in contact with a beautiful three-year-old.

Flavius already thinking maybe he was right, maybe Lord Jared is his step father running away from his responsibilities. “Of what actually?” The Inhumane scratched his glowing chin, rolling his eyes to the upper left then his eyes widened, “Oh, I see. Well that’s a total bummer, my Aunty on the other hand is living the life of her dream as I speak with her husband and their seventh child! Soooo~ she has totally forgotten about you. No interest in you whatsoever.” 'Aunty?' Flavius and Herminia wondered as the white glows illuminated on them.

From the entrance of our property to the living area, we had to take a car. During the ride, Bryce kept complaining that I should have told him sooner. "Why didn't you make it clear earlier? Look at how casually I'm dressed… I'm being impolite for showing up like this." Oh, so he did know that he should dress up properly when meeting his wife's parents. I said, "It's okay. My parents don't care about that." I had hundreds of siblings. My parents didn't care about the character of their children's spouses—they only cared about their reproductive capability.

my step-dad said, moving his hand forward. I was still just looking at my Mr. Stranger. "Elora," mom called again. I exhaled. "Hello Elbert," I said, giving him a smile. But my eyes, still from the corner, were looking at my Mr. Stranger. "And meet him too, Elora—Christian, Elbert’s brother," mom introduced me to Mr. Stranger. Christian. So this is your name, Mr. Stranger. "Hello, Elora," he said, giving his hand to me for a handshake.

“Why?” “Well...” I thought about it and tried to explain things. “Aunt means the wife of your uncle. As for your uncle and I are just...” “Oh, I know!” I was just thinking of what to say when Danny jumped up in joy and clapped his hands. “Then you are my aunt. My mom said that if two people like each other a lot, they can get married. And my uncle really likes you...” Halfway through his sentence, Frank covered his mouth with his hands.

Drawing herself up to her full height of five feet six inches, which unfortunately was still almost a foot below the son of her father’s old friend which, she felt, put her at something of a disadvantage, Audrey talked as coldly as he had spoken. “Please, excuse me, Mr. Mayer, but I have other people to talk to.” ‘Nice people, normal people, not icebergs,’ she added silently. “I’ll see you later, Uncle Tony.” It had always been Uncle Tony and Aunt Gillian since she was a child although they weren’t related. Her mother and father had both been only children and so it had been Anthony’s two sons and two daughters she had looked on as cousins and, having no brothers and sisters herself, their f

There's no better explanation. Aunt Moyo has always been my favourite aunt. The best! She gave birth to two kids, older than I am with three and two years each. She gave birth to Stella and Agnes to two different fathers. Stella's dad didn't take responsibility while Agnes dad was in prison for a hit and run case. Her life isn't perfect in any way but she was the best aunt and also very kind. Uncle Damilare was never around, he is like those absentee uncles that our teachers tells us to write a letter to in the abroad.