Princess To 8 Uncles Novels & Stories

I understood perfectly what she meant and I wanted it too only that I will never have to lose the respect for Anderson. "I understand I will not leave now. Don't worry I will be back in no time. I just want you to be okay and keep doing the things you have to do, I will be back soon." I assured her. The kids ran out. "Uncle Evan, are you taking us with you?" These children are literally nine years old but they act and do things like they were just born. Andrew acted a bit mature but sometimes he could just not resist the urge to do something.

Marilou asked, embarrassed that she had been caught daydreaming with her lover. “I said, is Uncle Carl your prince?” She asked. “Oh yes, child, Uncle Carl is the best prince in the land,” Marilou told her. “So, you are his princess just like Jada is Brayden’s princess?” Marilou looked at the two and back to Carl. “Yes, just like them,” she answered, smiling at Carl.

He ruled from the shadows, appearing only when necessary and when he did, the entire pack bowed. Even I had never truly seen him. All I knew was what everyone else knew, He was Lucas’s uncle, the man who held the real power. A man known for ruthlessness, for making examples out of those who crossed him. A man families like mine couldn’t refuse. The formidable Alpha Hale. “You’ll wear the gown” my stepmother said coldly “you’ll attend the ball and you will remember your place”

"Sofia. Daddy is here. Can you talk to your mom for me? Tell her not to do this. I do not want a divorce." Leonardo thought Sofia would soften. Sofia used to be the one who ran to Leonardo every time Leonardo came home, wrapping her arms around Leonardo's legs, calling "Daddy" over and over. But this time, Sofia just stepped half a pace behind me. Quietly, Sofia said, "Uncle Leonardo, you should go take care of your other kid. Do not bother me and my mom anymore." Leonardo went rigid. Leonardo's hand hung in the air. "Sofia, I am your daddy. Why are you calling me uncle?"

I wrapped both arms around my shoulders, shivering against the chill. My mind still couldn't piece together everything that had happened. I tried replaying the events, but they refused to line up properly. Johnson. Running. Duncan. The bond that snapped into place without warning. Duncan. Everyone knew who Duncan was. He hadn't left the pack quietly — he left because of what he did. He was Johnson's uncle. And now, I had been claimed by my ex-husband's uncle. My life could not have gotten worse than this. Then something stirred from deep within me. My wolf. She churned and pressed against my ribs, restless and insistent.

' He added, his voice lower, just audible to my ears, and I was so flustered I almost fell off the bed. " Your uncle has already said it, Tavian!" My voice almost shook as I spoke. . " I am carrying the Knight's next generation's heir." I stated, my voice hardening at the last part. I might have been in a tight spot, terrified to the very core, even, but I couldn't pass the chance to grit their nerves.. " You seduced the Knight's current head? How shameless!" My foster mother berated, raising her hand, a slap aimed at my right cheek..

“I’m not little anymore.” “Are you?” Our oldest, brother Andrew teased. I hugged both of them and nodded. “I am.” Looking at my back, I signaled Red to come over. “By the way, my cute little son wants to great his uncles.” He unexpectedly looked at them calmly and did the ‘mano po’ before smiling. “Hello uncles. I’m Red De Villa, your handsome niece.” He stated seriously. They both clapped, amazed by my son’s behavior and intelligence. “Why Princess, our niece didn’t inherit your way of thinking. We’re glad.”

When she goes out, there would be at least 100 bodyguards in light and dark to protect her, but people don’t even realize these experts roam around them like air; even the king of F country doesn’t have this kind of protection, and life, but his uncle made it for this heaven-blessed princess. But she never became someone who likes social life and parties; actually, it was not his uncle who caged her; she caged herself and distanced herself from the world; her world revolved around one person, Alexander Ariston. She made him her world; she hates social life, other than a few people, only people who her uncle trusts can be around her, like Logan; even though Logan was 20 years old and two year

“I was the matchmaker for my uncle and aunt. I am a very qualified matchmaker, more qualified than my dad.” “Haha!” “Little princes, dare I ask if you are weaned yet?" “I was weaned a long time ago.” “Pfft…” “Let me interview the little princess.” Someone held a cucumber and asked very seriously, “Little princess, how did you match up your uncle and your aunt?” At that moment, everyone suddenly felt that it was more interesting to tease this flower fairy-like young heir to Ford Group compared to teasing the bride and the groom. The little princess smiled. “Well, my uncle originally had a girlfriend, but I didn’t like her!”

“ No ! I am not ready to get married . Uncle you must cancel the engagement. “ I respond to my uncle while trying my level best to compose myself . “ Prince George you are getting engaged in two days . It is not a request but a command from your King ! . “ My uncle rises his voice at me for the very first time in my life . His face has changed from expression of happiness to expression of rage in a split second . “ I am not in a state to marry anyone, no lady deserves to have a husband like me . As your future King can I not have a say about my marriage. “ I respond to my uncle as respectful as I can but he storms out of the study room after again commanding me to get married . It seems like