Uncle Cool Manga Novels & Stories

“Was that your uncle?” Mia asked her son after he ended the strange call he had just received while speaking with her. “Yes,” he said, still holding the phone in his hand in disbelief. “He said he wants to meet up and talk or something.” Mia’s eyes lit up. “What are you waiting for? Dress up and go!” She said. “What if it’s a trap?” Jonah asked, not sure about the whole thing. “Why would he want to meet me?”

"Calm down. You're not alone here, Nyla. Uncle is with you." Uncle Matthew tried to calm me down. His two big hands hugged me warmly. The smell of his perfume was strong in my nose, but it made me feel calm. His broad chest also felt so comfortable. I didn't expect that she would change so drastically. His body, which used to look skinny, now looks athletic and powerful. I could feel the strength of his muscles as he released our embrace. My tears slowly subsided with the gentle way he treated me. "Drink up." Uncle Matthew held out a white cup to me, breaking my daydream about him.

A heavy, warm weight settled on the small of his back,a hand so large it seemed to span the entire width of his waist. "Uncle Noah," a deep, vibrating baritone rumbled from behind him. Noah jumped, his wide hips swaying with the sudden movement, and he turned to look up... and up. He blinked, his long lashes fluttering as he met the intense, dark eyes of his nephew.

His lips then turned upwards, “Now that you know the whole story, we have to change the topic. Who do you prefer between us? Your Uncle Rush or your amazingly handsome uncle, which is me.” I paused for a second. Uncle Rush is that strict and uptight uncle while Uncle Rouge is that playful uncle but can be serious when the time comes around, so I think I choose Uncle Rouge, though I do not have to tell this to him… “No. I pick Uncle Cade.” I formed into a grin. He cursed under his breath. “Man, why can’t you just pick me Zinnia- I mean Zen! I was always the cool and amazing uncle out of the three of us! That is not fair.”

Prince Kim as the first brother could only take a deep breath and exhale. He smiled for a moment, then said "Are you sure that our first uncle was so easily defeated by the bad guy who disguised himself as our first uncle?" Brother Kim's words made the three brothers think again, yes it looks like the three of them should think clearly over the false words of the first uncle. Brother Kazame smiled, “Hmm ... I don't think so! Wasn't our first uncle great and powerful? Even he can heal his wounds quickly under the moonlight. "

Right there. But neither catastrophe occured. "It’s getting late" my uncle said, grabbing the magazine from me. I felt exposed the instant it failed to cover my cock-print. He flipped it open and began looking through it. He started commenting on the female models. And the male ones. So, I started looking too. "It's ok you can jack off" he said to me softly. "I'm going to". And he began pulling down his underwear. Finally satisfied, once he'd lowered them enough to free his left leg, he left them bunched around his right ankle.

The moment my eyes met purple ones, we both knew and had a mutual understanding about how we had messed up. “Aria, this is your father's brother, your older uncle, you can call him Uncle Ronald.” Oblivious to the tension between us, Mrs.Laura said.

Nathan glanced up, as if the answer were obvious. “Oh. That’s my uncle.” Uncle. The word hit like ice water. Nathan continued, oblivious to the way my pulse spiked. “Adrian Carter. He doesn’t stay here often. He runs most of the Carter Group now.” My heart stopped. Adrian Carter. Uncle. Carter Group. The man from last night. The man whose marks were still burning beneath my clothes. Adrian’s gaze never left me as he approached the table. Slowly. Deliberately.

"You probably shouldn't have even told him you were retiring. He’s a ghost. He wouldn't have known the power had changed." Dad laughed for real this time, though it was weary. "He would have found out. Nothing escapes Michael Knox. Besides, I didn't tell him. Adam went running his mouth, hoping to impress the man. Adam thinks that once he owns the Greene Empire, he’ll finally be worthy of his uncle's respect." "His uncle?" I froze. "Yes. Michael Knox is Adam’s uncle. Not that he cares for the boy; they don't speak. Michael is straight to the point, no drama. He doesn't keep in touch with anyone."

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