Paternal Aunty Novels & Stories

my aunty said to me, "and that’s the problems aunty I don’t want Him to cheat on me because He might be cheating on me behind my back, aunty Don loves girls, He is a womaniser!", I screamed at my aunty, Looking at me and smiling, “you don’t want Him to cheat on you right?” My aunty asked as I nodded my head then, "Make Him put a ring on it, make Him marry you Lizzy and you will be sure He’s yours”, my aunty said,

The feeling of uncertainty between us only made everything worse. “I'm here Leo.” I said, tightening the grip on his hand. “I know that.” He answered without looking away from the ceiling. The door suddenly swung open, startling me and Leo. Aunt walked in briskly with her heels clicking on the tiles noisily. Behind her was a woman I didn't recognize. The woman was dressed in a highly fashioned outfit. She looked like she was to attend an event not looking out of place in a hospital room. “This is Miss Patricia Vance.” Aunt Evelyn introduced, with a little bit of excitement in her voice. “She's the wedding planner.”

“You want to see me. Are you finally free from the clutch of Satan and willing to return to the Lord?” My grip on Evren’s hand tightens, making his fingers turn a little red. “Father, I need your help,” I whisper, moving to touch him, but he steps backward. “Don’t touch me. I’ve been purified and will soon be talking to the Lord’s people. What is it?” Ouch. My mom’s embrace feels like a stranger’s, and I can’t touch my dad? Great. “It’s Aunty.” “Marina?” I nod. Of course, it’s Marina. She’s my only aunt.

And after that, I walked outside and lowered down to level her face, “I’ll see you again, Aubrey…” She smiled at me and shyly asked, "When...?" She looked like she wanted to see me again. She was a quiet kid and so shy, and even talking to her dad was making her nervous. "Soon. I'll ask your daddy for a schedule..." She opened her little palm and said, "You're my aunty, right? You are my mom's sister?" I nodded my head. "Yes." "I'm happy to meet you," she said, making a pinky promise to me. "Promise that you'll see me again..."

Riley "Thanks for meeting up with me today." My Aunt Debbie looked nothing like my mother, but they had different fathers, so it wasn't too surprising. Her long black hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and she wore very little makeup. "Of course. I'm sorry about yesterday, it's been-"

“Uncle? Why would you call him uncle?” Aurelian tilted his head. “Because he’s not my papa. Mama said I should call older people who aren’t my papa and mama uncle and aunty. It’s a sign of respect.” Liora laughed louder now, turning to me with mock delight. “Oh, is that so? Your mama is very wise for saying something like that.. Yes we do not call people we don’t know our papa.” Aurelian nodded earnestly. “Yes. She is.”

Gian said, deliberately trying to stir up trouble. "Yes, Aunty C is my aunt. But she's not an older woman," Abby insisted. "Uncle, an older woman is typically someone who is very old. More or less your age, while my aunt is still very young. She says she just graduated from her teenage years." "Then how old do you think I am?" Gian shot back. "How would I know? Am I the one who gave birth to you?" Abigail replied dismissively. "Take a guess," Gian challenged.

She shook her head. " Have some shame, we have three grandchildren now. " " So?? We have grandchildren, which means our children have become parents, so why have some shame? If they can enjoy it, so can we. " Uncle said. " No, Gautam, I am tired. " Aunty said, and Uncle picked her up in his arms and took her away. We whistled. " Do you want me to pick you up? " Dad asked Mom, but Mom shook her head and went away with him since he had heart conditions.

Emilia said, hugging her back in an attempt to comfort her. The old lady, known as Aunty Katie, was the caretaker put in charge of the penthouse by Grandpa Henry. Back then, whenever she used to visit the penthouse, Aunty Katie had been there. Over some time, they developed an Aunty and niece relationship, even though they were not related by blood.

"There is also Grandfather, Grandmother, Housekeeper Bart and Nanny Lisa. Uncle Rick, Uncle Fin, Uncle Sean. . ." "Wait, wait!" Sally stopped her, "This is enough! Other than Aunt Jeje, are you and your brother so close to other aunties? Where's your father? Has he ever had any romantic relationships with other aunties?" "Brother and I only like Aunt Jeje." The following questions were a little difficult. Fia tilted her head and thought for a while, "As for father, he is very close to many aunties. Auntie Miranda, Madam Cyntia and the like. There are still many, many more."