The Princess To Eight Uncles Novels & Stories

My father, walked into the living room with my uncle right behind him. I turned to look at them. "What's going on?" I asked softly. Dad stopped right in front of me, his eyes dead serious. "It is time you learn about our business." he said and I groaned, throwing my hands straight up in the air. "Dad, no." Uncle Pascal stepped forward, a fond, amused grin spreading across his face as he looked down at me. "Princess, you are the only one of our bloodline." he said.

*** "Mikhail. Do you know why the words of the maids need to be taken so seriously?" "... N-no?" "Tsk!" "S-sorry!" "It's fine, I've written you off as a bumpkin anyways. It's because they are the largest population in the royal palace." "Since they have access to both outside and inside the castle, they are able to carry news and information along with them easily. The news of a new prince of unknown origins had already begun to spread amongst the noble circles." "I-it has? Who is it?" "... It's you." "Eh? Oh! Oh... right..."

he told the little girl, who immediately shook her head. “Thank you handsome uncle but that won’t be necessary. Mommy said it isn’t good to stay with strangers for a long time. Please take me to my family’s car and I will wait for her there,” Princess said as she shook her head and stared at Travis innocently. Though she wanted her mother to meet the handsome uncle who looked like her brother, she knew that she had already made her mother angry and she couldn’t dare do anything that will anger her more as she feared she might be taken back to her grandmother and won’t be able to stay with her mother.

Or if he have a descendant, they must be very beautiful "sorry for the late introduction princess. I am Leano Helliporña the king of helliporña kingdom" 'what? Why did I forget?! This is the uncle of princess lalaine. The older brother of the late empress!' "twenk yu fow coming, yow majesty" I bow down clumsily as I greeted him with respect "no need to do that princess. You can just call me 'uncle'" he laughed and leveled himself the same height as me

I sigh "She's a smart lady." He speaks "Uncle you have to help me find a Princess please." I tell him "What princess you are looking for?" he asks "I want the most beautiful princess, but the most beautiful princess must be my age" he tells me "I got two niece's you might be interested in the third one isn't born yet” he tells me "Alas you are adding salt to my wounds uncle" I sigh "How am I adding salt to your wounds?" he asks "Uncle because your beautiful niece is my lost princess" I tell him

“Hey, princess. You can call me Uncle J.” Aspen giggled. “Are they my uncles like Uncle King?” I shrugged. “Yes.” She looked at them, then back at me. Her next question was soft, uncertain. “Are you my uncle too?” It knocked the air out of my lungs. I froze. I didn’t know what to say. The words hit me harder than they should have. She was so innocent, so unfiltered. And I… I didn’t know how to answer. Not with everything between me and Sadie. Not with all the ways I’d failed her before.

Her uncle uttered, taking a step towards the princess. Elika quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, huddling closer into the damp stone wall as the dark lord stopped only inches away from her; tilting his head to the side in an animalistic manner. She looked towards the woman who withered on the ground, realising that there was nothing she could do to help her, to save her mortal life. Taking shallow breaths, she turned to look up at her uncle as he kneeled before her; beginning to unlatch the shackles. The princess remained silent, remembering the painful lessons Dorian had forced upon her when she spoke out of line, the agony she had endured slithering across her mind.

He supposed it shouldn’t have been surprising, the two of them never liked each other, anyway… his uncle had confessed to him all those years ago when word spread about the Sanscroft heir’s friendship with the Crown Princess, the two of them never got along (especially when the Princess was suspected of being responsible from the sudden, still unsolved murders of the servants in the palace) though most of the time, they tolerated each other well enough for his sake or for the sake of civility in public despite the thinly veiled barbs they hurled at each other. “Strawberry!” his uncle declared. “Dark chocolate!” the Princess countered. Most of the time that is… Suffice to say, today was defin

“Princess one day you’ll understand the pull, the tremendous joy your own fated mate will bring you.” Dad really slaps him in the back of the head and Uncle turns to him, “fuck Brad, what the hell is that for,” he rubs the back of his head, “you know better than anyone how amazing the bond is, shit man you have 8 pups.” Uncle stands glaring at Dad, he looks at me and his breath hitches, “princess is one of 3 Alpha’s your fated?” I frown and nod, “yea, and I’m done here, see you all later, Storm needs a run.”

"Ben you don't have the right to do that, she's my wife." "Please forgive me, I couldn't stop myself, she's too beautiful to resist." "You must be one lucky man, you even have a beautiful daughter." Mr Henry said and squatt down to her level. "What's your name?" "My name is princess." She responded Shooking her head. "You're sure a princess, you're beautiful." Mr henry said to her. "Thank you Uncle Henry, you're also handsome just like uncle nethean. But uncle nethean is more handsome than you." She said and they laugh at her.