The Uncle's Sweetheart Novels & Stories

“A creep? There’s no way someone like that got into a place like this.” “But Uncle, he really—” “Don’t worry. I’m here tonight. No one’s gonna touch even a strand of your hair.” Marc stood up. Cassandra sighed in frustration. How could her uncle brush off something that might come back to haunt them? But her chaotic thoughts faded the moment Marc pulled her into a hug. “Listen to this song,” he whispered. Cassandra tuned into the old song playing in the background. It was probably older than her dad. She listened closely to the lyrics of Love Me Tender, sung by a woman that night.

I bet Bella would be surprised if she was to witness that gaze of his. ‘What a fake boyfriend!’ I thought playfully, remembering how I always have to change my attitude whenever I'm around Michelle. “You all planned to kill my wife, but I still let you all live. “Do you know why?” I asked, making sure I was making eye contact with him, even though he was avoiding my gaze. “Uncle you seriously have to believe me about this… I have nothing to do with it… I swear! When will you start believing me?” he spouted, trying to save his ass from getting killed.

"Wow, what a sharp tongue! I guess, you inheret that to your uncle Sandy." "Shhhoooo! shut up Demi. We're going. Thank you for not shooting Maine," her uncle jokingly wink at Demi. "Let's go uncle. I'am going to die looking at you two. An old bastards!" "Hey, don't call me that way," her uncle defend himself, "bye Demi." "Hey, young lady, are you not going to thank me for saving you?" Demi insisted. "No!" and she walk away on that house. "That stupid rat has a nerve to asked my gratitude to him? naaah!! Just wait and see Demi!" she was really irritated.

"Whether your mother lives or dies doesn't concern me. This is the fate that you brought upon yourself for daring to steal my money." I glared at Uncle Steve and Jordan. "How dare you use my mother's life as a cover-up for your despicable schemes, Uncle Steve? I'll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death!" Uncle Steve spat at me and sneered, "How dare you curse me, you thief?" Dominic looked at me and said, "Transfer the money out of his account. Buy some premium seafood with it." "No!" I roared hopelessly. I managed to wrench myself out of the subordinates' grasps and lunged at Kevin.

"Carmen, what took you so long? I heard a couple fighting about touching the wrong person. Was that you? Were you two having that much fun in there?" My face burned as I walked faster. "Let's just head back. If we stay out any later, Uncle Grant will start looking for us." When we opened the door, Uncle Grant's face was stormy. The smell of braised beef with red wine filled the air. He had cooked dinner and prepared my favorite dish. But the moment he saw what I was wearing, he frowned. "What are you dressed in?" I hurried to explain that I had gotten my clothes dirty and had to borrow something from a classmate in the dance room. He only half believed me, but he let it go.

“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.

Once I got out of the mansion, I strode down to my car and contacted Fabian through our mindlink. "Hello, Fabian." "Morning, Alpha. What can I help you with today?" Fabian asked, and I said, "Get me a present to deliver to my uncle and bring it to the venue." "Which of your uncles is that?" Fabian asked, a hint of surprise in his voice. "How many uncles do I have? Get the gift to Elder Collins's manor," I said, to which he answered, "Alright, Alpha." I hopped into my car and drove off to the venue. When I arrived at Uncle Collins's manor, his wife and two sons welcomed me.

She's not the cheerful type but now she's super fun. "Hey Amie, what are you shouting there. You look like your crazy screaming out there," replied her uncle. The Old Man was once a 'philoso', but even so, he still loved it very much. It's just his only family member so he's going to reach her love. "Uncle, I already bought the island. It's finally mine. Isn't it fun?" She said happily. The smiles she released reached her ears. "Wow. Great. Congrats to you Amie. What are your plans for that?"

"But something bad still happened to my uncle! He drove into a mountainous area in Texas and his enemy chased him into the area as well. Both of them drove very fast. Finally, their cars crashed into each other. My uncle was lucky, but his enemy fell off the cliff. My uncle's car was hung on the cliff. He was injured and could not move. He thought he was going to die. But when he was about to close his eyes desperately, Rainie appeared outside the window. She was in her teens at that time, and she was small. She knocked on the window and asked my uncle if he was still alive. When she saw my uncle blinking, she opened the door and dragged him down to the road bit by bit. Then she stopped a ca

When did they see each other, and how did I not know about this? “Sweetie, he's not your uncle… he's a stranger, and I don't want you anywhere near him!” I shot her a deadly glare, but she pouted even more, as if I had just forbidden her from seeing her favorite cartoons. “But Mommy, Uncle Chance is nice and…”