Series Of Unfortunate Events Uncle Monty Novels & Stories

Writer’s pov After the party everyone had already gone back to their houses. Shirley was not over what happened earlier at the house seeing her precious aunt being just like her mom and dad got her very disappointed. She somehow knew what the situation would be. She was only in denial because at the end of the day they are families. “I just want to wake up from this horrible nightmare.” Shirley muttered to herself as she laid on the bed. The moment she laid on her bed Jackson walked into the room. “What are you doing here?” Shirley asked Jackson, still a little too startled to get her composure.

If you think that I am going to let you out on your own , then you must be joking . In all you do , don’t try to get on my bad side , act like a sweet girl and do as I say , because if uncle gets mad at you , last night is more like a taste of the iceberg, I might rip off every last piece of skin and you don’t want that . So be good . I stood there in shock trying to grasp what had just happened . As I stood in that spot , I watched my uncle get into the next car and leave , this time I couldn’t stop the tears that ran out of my eyes , I felt like a fucking slut .

I only care about the emotional damage this would inflict on his nephew. “I don’t care. I’m a virgin.” I blurted, nonchalantly. Probably saying my flaw would make him feel any better. But I only saw a look of shock on his face when he heard me. “No, that’s–” He stepped back with his words instantly falling beneath when I grabbed his necktie to capture his lips. Slap? Ill words? Wishing him bad luck? Fuck! Those are not enough to inflict the same pain on David like he did to me. If sleeping with his uncle wouldn’t work, then I’ll be the one to decide that.

Chloe leaned closer to Layla as they walked. “Okay, that was iconic.” Layla sighed. “I’m exhausted.” Chloe grinned. “Still worth it.” Students continued whispering as they passed.Some looked shocked while some looked impressed. Chloe bumped Layla lightly with her shoulder. “You know what the craziest part is?” Layla glanced at her. “What?” Chloe lowered her voice dramatically. “You chose his uncle during Seven Minutes.” Layla rolled her eyes. “It was just a game.” Chloe smirked.

I tugged gently at her arm, and she followed, her fingers dragging lightly along the wall as we walked out. I slowed at the corner, and that’s when I heard Uncle’s voice—low and sharp. “Looks like he’s starting with the Dark Moon Pack.” I turned, heart pounding, but the door had already clicked shut. Starting with them? Who was he?

Two winter seasons. That is exactly how long my wolf has been bound to the most dominant, manipulative alpha male in the Raven Hollow Pack Settlement. Kenny Liu knows exactly how to handle my body. He knows the precise way to reel my inner wolf back in with heavy fur blankets, strong fire-whiskey, and a primal, explicit touch under the stars that leaves me completely breathless. But the second the winter sun rises over the pack lands, the alpha mind games start right back up. My best friend Thorne Matthews warns me that alphas only lie when they are trying to keep their partners compliant. I want to believe our sacred bond is real, but Kenny keeps ghosting our connection, disappearing in

There was something painfully familiar about him. And then it hit me. My stomach dropped so hard it actually hurt. Oh, God. Viktor Sullivan Julian's uncle. The black sheep of the Sullivan family. The man who had walked away years ago, built his own empire from nothing, and somehow became even richer than the family he'd left behind. I'd only met him a handful of times at family events, but Julian had made one thing very clear. "Stay away from Uncle Viktor." My face burned so badly I thought I might actually pass out.

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

All of it poisoned. “Elara and Silas…” I whispered. Genevieve smiled. “Everyone has a price. Your dear shadows were no different. They don’t miss you, Lyra. Right now they’re probably celebrating their new peace. Without you.” The last piece of hope inside me shattered. Genevieve stood and brushed dirt from her skirt. “Time for the final act.” The mercenaries dragged me toward the Screaming Cliffs. The roar of the Serpent’s Tail river rose up from far below—a thousand-foot drop into churning, icy death.

Fuck, what was this? "Now are you going to listen?" Uncle Ramone sighs, giving me a stern look. "You nearly died, dumb ass. The sooner you realize that, the better." Letting out a growl, I shoot him a glare before trying to stand again, only to come up with the same result. "As much as I admire your determination, you really should listen to your uncle," Tyson chuckles. "My uncle likes to exaggerate most of the time," I point out. "He’s quite the drama queen once you get to know him."