Step Uncle Novels & Stories

"When? I thought she left early." When I brought him home, Grandma would have figured out that he was my new stepbrother and the fa-ther of my baby, though she hadn't said anything about it. She welcomed him wholeheartedly, but I was still worried about her giving him the third degree for some-thing that was both our faults. Besides his mom, who still didn't know, no one in our families had expressed any disappointment or judgment, and I was still waiting for it. "This morning," he said calmly. "You slept in, re-member? She told me to tell you that she was completely nice to me, so you don't have to worry about it."

Aiden said and I shook my head in derision. My mom's car drove and packed beside Aiden's car. She screwed down the window of the car and I could see that she had packed her head in a pony, not only had she packed her hair in a pony but she was sitting with Aiden's son, my stepbrother. "What's your son doing there? He is coming for a visit? Thought he had gone back to college.." I muttered silently. "I really don't know," Aiden replied shaking his head then he added, "That makes the work easier then"

Well, I expected that from someone who enjoyed hitting me for his own pleasure. “How does it feel to move from me to my uncle, huh? Is his cock better, or what made you go to him?” My brows furrowed, and I almost gasped at his words. He was truly insufferable! “Whatever it is, I’m in a better place now, so why should I care?” I shot back. “Better place?” he repeated, his voice dripping with mockery. “You’re not in a better place; you’re just a stepping stone. Don’t you know that?”

Chapter 1: The Family Reunion The backyard was packed with family for the annual summer barbecue. Laughter, music, and the smell of grilling meat filled the air. I was helping Mom set out drinks when he walked in. Uncle Caleb — my stepdad’s younger brother. He was 29, tall, heavily tattooed, with messy dark hair, sharp jawline, and that dangerous smirk that always made my knees weak. He wasn’t blood-related, but he’d been part of the family since I was 18. Everyone called him “Uncle Caleb,” including me… until the last couple of years when the title started feeling way too wrong.

The little boy did not doubt that it was all for him and his brother. “Yes, we missed you, uncle.” Hunter declared not in a hurry to leave his uncle's arms. “Where is mummy?” Before Hunter could answer, the gate opened and Stephen stepped in. He had been left to answer an important call and since Xavier had been eager to see his nephews, he didn't volunteer to wait. “Uncle Stevie,” Hunter shouted, ditching Xavier in favor of his favorite uncle. The boy's admiration for Stephen was unrivaled. Being a shy, smart, and quiet kid, Hunter preferred the company of Stephen over Xavier, though he loved them both.

“Yes, your nephew, Mason Allen. I asked him to convince you to give me a chance since you both live together… but it seems he never even mentioned it to you.” Ste-phen stayed silent for a moment, his gaze darkening as his fingers began to drum on the desk. “He said I’m his uncle?” he asked, his voice low and edged with something dangerous. “Yes… he said you were adopted.” Ste-phen’s fingers stilled, his sharp eyes locked onto a fixed point in space. Just how far would his little mate go to test his limits? Uncle. Adopted Uncle. A low snort escaped his lips as he adjusted his tie, his body suddenly feeling too hot for the office.

I gave him a tight hug and let go of him. ''You made it despite the short notice.'' I muttered, shocked. '' I booked a flight the moment I got your message. You know I can't say no to my favorite nephew, especially in times like this.'' He said and gently tapped my head like mother would always do. Uncle Stephen was the twin brother of mother, he was the alpha of the Forest wolf pack which is located in France. He wasn't just my uncle, but he was also my godfather who I shared all my secrets with, and the only person who was aware that Mia was my mate. I told him few weeks after finding out, but I never told him the truth about mom's death because I didn't want hell to let loose, I wanted to

Jeffrey feigned a mocking laugh, but he actually felt guilty towards his nephew. He wouldn’t have been able to relax if Stephen hadn’t stayed with their grandmother for the past year. Thus, he softened his tone and said, "Grandma’s condition is under control now, so take care of your own matters and keep an eye on your competitors. Know your enemy and know yourself." "Got it!" Stephen cheerfully agreed. It wasn’t every day that his uncle spoke to him so kindly. He obediently got on his phone to check the latest news on Wade.

He shrugged, “It’s nothing I can’t handle.” I chuckled, “Okay, wait a minute. We got off topic again. I want to hear more about you.” He smiled, “All of my grandparents have passed away. I was totally shocked to see how many generations you have living.” I laughed, “They are definitely a blessing to me and my parents, for sure.” He continued, “I have a few aunts and uncles, but only one uncle is worth mentioning. He’s actually the king of the werecats up here. Uncle Cody is my dad’s brother and he is awesome. He is the uncle who was my partner in crime while I was growing up. He was that uncle who would cover for you if you screwed up.” I laughed, “That’s my Uncle Ace! He found his mate and

“Then how did you even agree to meet again?” I swallowed. Hard. “Unfortunately…” I grabbed my forehead. “He’s Uncle Lemuel’s younger brother.” She froze. Literally. Like the universe hit the pause button. She stared at me—no blinking. “S-Say that again…” “He’s Uncle Lemuel’s younger brother,” I repeated, slower this time. “And he was at our house last night because Mommy and my future stepfather introduced us to him.” “Oh. My. Queen.” She leaned back in shock.