The Uncle's Sweetheart Novels & Stories

Grace thought she had finally found a family when the wealthy Wells family adopted her. To win their love, she became everything they wanted—obedient, perfect, and the ideal substitute for their lost daughter. The only person she truly believed cared for her was her boyfriend, Lucas Marino. But her world shattered the day the real daughter returned. Overnight, Grace was cast aside, treated as nothing but a shadow of someone else. Lucas, the man she trusted most, revealed his true heart—he had only ever seen her as a stand-in. Heartbroken and betrayed, grace got drunk and an got in an accident. The accident brought her face-to-face with Ethan Marino—Lucas’s uncle and the powerful head of

“You think shoving me into a pond changes anything? They’ll tire of your little tantrums. And when they do, I’ll be right here — the one who never causes trouble. The one who deserves their love.” She stepped closer, voice low and venomous. “You’re an orphan who was lucky enough to be taken in. I’m the one who makes them feel needed, and wanted. I’m the only one who fits in with their world…”

Nonetheless, I knew we were not meant to be, so I wrote my feelings for him in the diary. If Benjamin had not read the diary, I would have lived on as the obedient niece… but that was not the case. He read my diary and tore it into pieces. He thought I was disgusting to develop a romantic feeling for him. "What is wrong with you? I'm your uncle! Yes, we're not related by blood, but I'll forever be your uncle. And that's all!"

"It's because of some unavoidable situation. It is just postponed, not ruined. Anyways, it's good that you are here with your wife to meet the family. I will see you two at dinner." By saying this he went inside. I know my Uncle is a snake. Even though my dad and uncle share the same blood, Uncle has got all the worst traits. But he covers inside and appears as a gentle person. Even Grandpa fall for his charms sometimes. But the people who crossed him know who he really is. I know he will do anything to expose me and my plans. And will also try to prove the company will be safer in Amanda's hands. But I will not let him do it.

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.

I couldn't tell anyone that I was in love with my uncle, and I didn't want him to marry his so-called fianceé who I think is a witch. I used to talk to Madam Lucy about everything. But it's impossible to tell her about my uncle. The hardest thing ever. I found the pill my uncle had given me the day he fucked me as a punishment for kissing Jared. I took it with one big glass of water. I mustn't get pregnant. My sweetheart returned home that evening, it was almost dark. I stood at my room window as I watched him walk into the house. He looked a little rough. Maybe he has had a long day?

Her breathing was ragged, and tears streamed down her face. Serena hurried down the hallway. That was when she nearly collided with a tall man dressed in an immaculate suit. She looked up. The man studied her intently. His dark eyes were calculating as they rested on the young woman before him. Meanwhile, Serena lowered her gaze again and walked past him without a word. The man was Steave Alexander Whitmore, Ethan's uncle. Steave watched the young woman wander away aimlessly, tears still visible on her cheeks. Suspicion immediately stirred within him.

Of all the crazy things that could happen, how did I end up sleeping with my best friend’s uncle? "Oh, and him... I assume you already know him, right?" Willem glanced at Kai, who was now standing beside him. "He’s Kai Wilder Reyes. Summer’s uncle. My best friend." My mouth went dry, and even my hands felt numb. My world crumbled as my head spun. Kai extended his hand toward me, a wicked smirk on his lips. "So, Miss Rosendale," he said, amusement lacing his voice, "It seems you enjoy asking for my help, don’t you?"

What a scourge. "Uncle, go home with me tonight. I'll give you a lot of money, as long as you sleep with me. Just this once." Did she think of him as a… gigolo? But being called "uncle"... Fredrik pinched her chin, held her little head and with his sexy thin lips curled: "Uncle? Am I that old?" Muah. "It's soft, not bad." Eliza was so drunk, she just knew that she liked the taste of this man. She saw his mouth approach and kissed him without thinking. It didn't turn out to be bad, at least she didn't feel disgusted.

A radiant, mischievous grin lit up her face as she glided up to the bar and leaned across the marble counter, right into his space. “My dear Uncle,” she purred, her voice dripping with playful seduction. “How about taking me on a date?” Finnick simply averted his gaze, taking another calm sip of his beer.