Stepuncle Novels & Stories

he reminded me. My grandfather's consigliere is Uncle Stephen. He is my grandfather's most trusted man and one of the smartest people in the family, if not the entire island of Bendoveh. He resembles a walking library. He is aware of everything that is going on around the globe. You'd be astonished to learn that he's up to date on celebrity news and controversies. That's how up-to-date he is with information.

I insisted. "We haven't been friends for years for nothing, Ellie. I know you, and I know that you are lying right now because you're blinking rapidly, you are wiggling your toes, and you are looking everywhere except at me. So who is it? Your therapist?" I sighed, rubbing my temples. "My step-uncle," I finally said, closing my eyes tightly to push memories of him away. "Brother to your stepfather-to be?" I scoffed. "Well, dumbass, that's exactly what a step-uncle is," I snapped at her.

He whispered seductively into my ear before walking past me, I was beyond stunned. I ran in order to stop him, but his strides were faster than mine and he had gotten to the dining room before I could. “Sweetie, this is Ryan, your uncle. He is your stepfather's younger brother.” My mom’s voice rang in my ears and I couldn’t stop replaying her words in my head. “What’s wrong sweetie?” She asked, seeing that I was silent and somewhat shocked to meet the man whom she referred to as my uncle. “Nothing, mum, let’s start eating. I’m famished” I shook my head in denial, avoiding the piercing gaze I got from the man whose name I just knew to be Ryan.

He even raised the wine glass he was holding. Amber bowed her head, feeling embarrassed. He didn't want people to notice him but this is him now, being looked at. "I'm sorry, Alea." Scarlet immediately approached Stephen and Amber. "This is my Uncle Stephen," she said. Alea looked meaningfully at Stephen and Amber because of what Scarlet said. "It's your uncle? Oh, okay. And he is Amber's boyfriend?” she asked as she looked at Amber and Stephen's hands intertwined. "Yeah. But, is it okay to have him with us on your birthday?" asked Scarlet.

“Your mother is also your father's wife, and your uncle's mother is also your father's wife. Why do you call him uncle and not brother?" “My mother and my father knew each other and got married at the time when my mother was 18 years old or something, but my uncle was already the same age at that time. My uncle's second wife stopped talking. The two got married very early, always a little older than my mother's age. Because of his relatively distant age, I also respect him a lot, so calling him shows both respect and respect without being embarrassed."

I say and he looks at me with eyes dark but not moving, he folds his arms and leans his weight on his hips. “Fuck, Winter, you shouldn't be doing something like this, what will your mom think?“ Kaden, my stepfather says and I shake my head, pressing my hands together to plead. The door opens and Uncle Justin walks in with a smirk, “relax brother, she's just exploring like young ladies her age” Justin says and I almost moan at the tension in the room. “She's my step daughter, and you're her fucking Uncle” Kaden says strictly and Uncle Justin climbs into the bed, staying behind me to present me to his brother…my stepdaddy.

maybe it was the way the light reflected in his eyes, but I could swear I saw his eyes flash amber. “Why?” I squared my shoulders. “Who are you to make that decision for me?” I was both upset and turned on by the fact that he thought he could control me that way. He smiled and cocked his head to the side. “I’m your uncle, remember?” My body tingled, and I knew it was more than that. Way more than that.

“You wanna know why I’m mad? Because you can’t go round calling people uncle!” “But I don’t," he replied firmly. "Geoff and Oak and Max… and Bonny are not uncle. They’re Mister. So is Mister Colt. Avery is uncle. Like beta Jake and gamma Richard.” “He's NOT like my brothers!" I snapped. "Yes, he's a bit of what we are. But only a tinnee little bit. Just cuz you’ve known him all your life doesn’t mean he gets that honor, you hear me! You’re three years old. You’ll get to meet many more people of worth in this lifetime!"

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?”

I hadn't expected my uncles to support my plan immediately, but unity is strength, and they were seasoned businessmen. Uncle Leonardo, now the head of the family, had faced many temptations yet managed to remain uncorrupted—a fact I deeply admired. Uncle Lucius, on the other hand, was a master of networking and negotiation. I might tease him about his far-fetched stories and questionable decisions, but one thing was certain: when he entered a deal, he rarely lost. Except, of course, in his battle against Marianne's fertility—three kids later, it was clear he had waved the white flag there.