Uncle Ben Spiderman Novels & Stories

DANTE'S POV Julian was a pretty boy. He had always been but after fifteen years, he looked too delicate to be involved in the family business. I was glad Orabella was trying to make him take another path. His lashes fluttered as he looked up at me briefly. I could tell he was skeptical about living with me and I understood him. I would not welcome the idea of living with a step uncle who disappeared for fifteen years. Aldo cleared his throat. “You know the Montrelli.”

Next to the tray lay a neatly folded, incredibly plush black silk robe and a small, handwritten note in that elegant, sharp cursive she recognized instantly. “You slept like a log, little birdie. I had to restrain myself from waking you up for a second round. Eat everything, soak until your body stops aching, and don't think about James. I’ve already taken care of your schedule for today. You’re mine to look after now.” — A, your favorite uncle.

she hinted to Sandro. SNORKING!!!! Sandro pretended to be asleep. "Uncle, are you really asleep?" she asked. He wasn't moving. "Uh... really asleep... dead?" "Wow, he's something," he suddenly sat up. "I thought you were sleeping?" "I woke up, what's it to you?" They laughed at his response. Her uncle has always been so amusing. "Come on, uncle, make it up to me, you bullied me," she teased her uncle, "go on, you won't get a girlfriend."

"Don't you dare to yell at my son, you bitch. If my bother had a son then that daughter, I would have replaced the baby boy with my son, but my bad luck, a baby girl was born. I had no other choice rather than replacing you an orphan, with their daughter. And don't forget it was your filthy behavior which nearly backfired my life long plan coming so close to victory. Anyway, I was still able to back up my nearly failed plan and that is the reason I am letting you go this time." The loud voice of a man startled every one of us in the beginning and revealed himself as Ben, my so-called uncle at the end of his words. The biggest suspense now left was his son. Who was his son? As his son was abo

He stopped speaking for a moment, letting his blood-stained hands run through his hair. “He gave me an interesting proposition, you know. Asked if I’ll let you become his breeder. Which, in other words, means his dirty, constant fuck toy, whom he’ll pump cum into time after time and—” “Stop it!” I spat angrily, irritated to the core. My nostrils flared from anger and my fists remained curled by my sides. What the fuck was wrong with him? “He’s good-looking, and yes, I’d gladly take the likes of him before even opting for you once. Leave my room, Uncle,” I retorted in the same snide remark he’d spoken in. It made me shake, my insides curling.

Joe replied, getting busy with his tablet. "Starting tomorrow morning, okay, Uncle?" "Yes." "KIMMY?" "KIMMY!"

the voice said authoritatively. Johnson darted his gaze around, searching for whoever it was that had spoken. It was then I noticed. I had fallen off Moonstone borders and into forbidden territory. The rogues and Moonstone pack were enemies because of their leaders. The Rogue Lord was the feared Duncan… Johnson's uncle, who had been banished from Moonstone pack decades ago for murder. When Johnson noticed where he was, he was equally startled, a flicker of unease passing through his eyes. We were the ones trespassing.

~ODETTE At first, my heart sank. I took in a shaky breath. Thoughts ran through my mind. The demon Uncle had finally revealed his true nature and I could lose my life if I made the wrong move. I released another shaky breath as I felt my wolf stir with a feeling I could not understand. Was it excitement? I pushed it aside and locked my eyes with his. His crimson eyes glowed even brighter as if he could see that I was daring him. Then I smiled.

Not defeated in battle, but rendered irrelevant. His knees buckled. He was forced down onto the cold marble floor. Not by violence, but by the sheer, humiliating physics of hierarchy. His body betrayed him, obeying the deeper law written in his blood. The silence was absolute. Then, chaos erupted. Caspian made a raw, animal noise from the floor. "You and him?" Rage and humiliation warred in his eyes. "My uncle?" He tried to surge up against the invisible weight. "Aurora, this is a sick joke! A ploy to humiliate me!"

Liam called excitedly. “When are you coming, Uncle Benicio? I miss you so much,” Robyn asked a little sadly. Benicio smiled at the sound of their voice. He loved them a lot and he missed them greatly already. “Hi Liam. Hello princess. I miss you guys so much. I'll be coming over soon to visit you, princess. I promise. Uncle Benicio is also very lonely, and he has nobody to play with anymore,” he complained dramatically. Robyn felt bad for her uncle. He was lonely, and had no friends anymore or anybody to play with–just like her.