Stepuncle Novels & Stories

He smiled when he saw Max and walked forward towards him attempting to greet him. Max didn't smile back at him. He just starred at him surprised. He wasn't aware that his uncle now used a walking stick .He was surprised by how drastically he had lost weight. He looked sick. As soon as he sat down ,both his parents excused themselves. Max could feel the tension between his uncle and their parents. He greeted Max in a shaky voice. Max replied in a calm yet fierce voice.

A middle aged man said, feigning a hurt expression. " How can that be your third Uncle,it's his first time visiting,I Just didn't expect to see you all here." Stacy replied, trying to salvage the situation her mother put her in. The Carls family was a big extended family that was United. Although it was involved in business,there were rarely family grudges since each family was stable. Their relationship was good.

Caspian’s voice rang out, flat and final. “We, the High Lords of Sterling, sever the bond.” Three years of love. Three years of whispered promises, shared laughter, and warm nights… burned away in one sentence. Julian tightened the ropes one final time. “You were never really one of us,” he murmured. “We just forgot for a while.”

James staggered home his body reeking of alcohol, movements unstable. The image of what happened few hours ago had been on replay on his mind, he didn't want to believe Clara got with his uncle. He tried walking forward but the lights turned on and Annie came into view. She was in a night robe her hair in a neat bun and her face makeup free. She walked up to him her face ugly in a frown, “ such a disgrace,coming home this late and reeking of alcohol. If the media caught a wimp of it do you think the sterling group won't get affected?”

"My uncle. Edward Sterling." Edward Sterling was Alexander’s older paternal uncle, a ruthless high-stakes gambler and corporate exile who had been banished to the French Riviera five years ago after attempting a failed boardroom coup against Alexander’s father. He was a man who possessed all the venom of the Sterling lineage but none of the honor. If Edward had activated the Swiss node, it meant he had discovered the truth about the stolen Vance land—and he was returning to New York to use it as leverage to reclaim the Sterling Global throne.

“Who are you to lecture me, sir? You heard me. I told you that I’m sorry.” “Who am I?” He repeated and smirked at me. Yes, who the fuck are you? I saw him in the villa. Needless to say, he and David knew each other. Or maybe… he and that woman? I don’t know. “I’m Gavin Palma–David’s uncle.” My jaw left on the floor.

“Oh, my goodness. This needs us to go to the Jacuzzi. I want you to tell me all the details.” “Are you not listening to me? I can’t go out on a date.” “Uncle, that’s not fair.” “Why am I not surprised?” he exhales. “I need you to submit the reports about the court cases, and that’s final.” He storms out of the room. “Who is your date?” Linda asks as if her uncle didn’t walk out of the room like he wanted to throw something against the wall. “Nam Ji-Hwan.” “No!” she gasps. Her hands are on her cheeks, and her eyes are as wide as plates; it’s almost comical.

he replied, like it was the obvious answer to a question I hadn't asked. I stared at him. "Missed me? It hasn't even been—what—twenty-four hours. And what does that have to do with anything? I asked you a question." He glanced at me, dark eyes unwavering. "I don't care about the hours. I missed you. Does being his uncle mean I can't?" "Being his uncle means we can't be doing any of this," I said, turning fully toward him, arms folding beneath my chest. "I thought you were a friend. A business partner, at worst. Not family. Not a whole generation apart from me."

I kept my expression exactly where I needed it to be. Matthias Thorne. My step-uncle by the specific technicality of a marriage that had tangled his family tree with mine two decades ago. Forty years old. Dark-haired and relentlessly composed, the kind of man who never raised his voice because he had never needed to, who walked into rooms and immediately became the fixed point everything else oriented around. A billionaire with three companies to his name and a sustainable energy project that every financial publication worth reading had been breathlessly covering for months.

said his first uncle with an angry tone . " I suggest you adjust your tone before speaking to me ! " said Justin . " I am your elder , your first uncle ! You have to speak politely to me ! " said the first uncle with an angry tone . " Our children will do the labor work and manage to clean the house from the trashes ?! They'll be cleaners ?! Justin ?! " said the second uncle with a shocked expression .