Sonic's Uncle Chuck Novels & Stories

Hearing that he was half Houston and half Monaco felt new to me; he had never mentioned being a native of Monaco. “So how has it been with my uncle?” Leon continued to taunt me, managing a laugh. “I know he can be a handful sometimes, but can you tell us how you two met? A few months ago, I could have sworn he was a confirmed bachelor.” I felt my stomach grumble in annoyance. This was exactly what Xavier was doing, but Leon was being clever and sly so Casper wouldn’t catch on. Well, I wasn’t entirely surprised; I had always known Leon was very cunning.

“Uncle…..nothing happening, just a little lovers rift.” “I’m not your lo-” I pause, realising what Trevor just called Damian and Damian looks equally shocked as he looks at me. My heart thuds rapidly before it sinks to my stomach and bile rises to my throat. Damian is Trevor’s uncle? Can my life get any worse? “I see….but you should know better than to handle a woman in that manner,” Damian says coldly. The tiny bit of shock that was on his face seconds ago is gone, replaced by his signature icy glare.

"No. It’s Alaric Vance." The name hit me harder than the cold. I felt a sharp, familiar ache in my chest—one I had spent three years trying to bury. Alaric Vance. The man who had been my father’s shadow, his most brilliant protégé. The man who had started as an intern and ended up running half the firm before he left to start his own empire. The man I used to follow around like a lost puppy when I was seventeen, back when I used to call him "Uncle Alaric" just to see him smirk.

Leonard’s jaw tightened visibly. Marcus struck his staff once more. “This council is adjourned.” The chamber began to disperse. As I turned to leave, Leonard stepped close enough that only I could hear him. “You look nervous, Uncle.” I met his gaze coldly. “You look desperate.” His smile thinned. “You can’t prove anything,” he murmured. His words made my spine stiffen. "Once I find your involvement it your father's in this, then be rest assured I would not take it lightly."

Despite having called him Uncle for years now, I wanted him. ‘He’s going to mark us!’ Mia squealed excitedly. But he let go of me and sat down on the sofa beside the bed instead as a breath I’d been holding wooshed out of me. “Wolfsip,” he snarled. “Club Fete’s specialty. You’d never go there. Who took you?!” I kept my mouth shut. Chris’s scent spray had obviously failed. ‘I told you not to sneak out,’ Mia snapped, but I couldn’t listen to her now—not with the storm building in Uncle’s eyes.

“Was?." “Yeah, i thought you were the one who had cancelled until I saw your step uncle answer the door and eye me as if he wanted to put a bullet in my head for taking interest in you." I tried to hide my expression of shock but he caught it on time and he laughed. " I knew it." “Knew what?." “That you were fucking your uncle. I saw him climb down your window some time last week, manliest thing I ever saw, the guy worked his way down two stories with his bare hands and feet... I wouldn't want to get him on my bad side."

my uncle said as he sat down. The insult was obvious. “What brings you here, brother?” my dad asked him, and he looked around the room. “You lied to me, said that none of your kids are hybrids, but rumors are your lastborn is a hybrid,” Uncle said, and I froze in place. “Well, those rumors aren’t true,” my father retorted, and my so called Uncle chuckled. But that laugh, that laugh was probably the scariest thing I have ever done. “It better be, because if not, brother, I will burn you and your entire family to the ground,” he said and got up without another word. End of flashback.

She checked her phone for the time and realized that it was already five, so she probably would not be able to dine with her children. The door opened and a few heads popped up from the gap. "Mama, did that strange uncle leave?" Chloe asked. "Did he bully you, Mama?" Charlie asked. "We came to help!" Chris said. She patted their heads with a smile. "Help? It's not that bad. He is just a friend of mine." After all, Tommy was indeed their uncle by blood. "I need to go and do something, so I can't stay and eat with you. I will try my best to get everything done and come back to tug you in, okay?"

The moment my eyes met purple ones, we both knew and had a mutual understanding about how we had messed up. “Aria, this is your father's brother, your older uncle, you can call him Uncle Ronald.” Oblivious to the tension between us, Mrs.Laura said.

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.