Uncle Daddy Novels & Stories

A bit shorter but he was dressed neatly. His dressing was the last thing I cared about, though. Why was the bastard after my life? Why had he killed my father? And why was he after my life too?! "Uncle!" Anne squealed and my eyes widened. It took less than a second for me to process that word and that was when I recalled that I had seen him once, talking to Annette and when I had asked her who he was, she had dismissed him as one of her troublesome flings. Her uncle... My brain was kind of seeking some sort of release at this point. I felt like my head was going to explode if I didn't get some sort of release. I shut my eyes and tried to calm myself by taking deep breaths in and out.

Hayden praised him. "Daddy, are grandfather and grandmother in?" "Your grandmother is in, but your grandfather is not around now, but will take you to meet him later. But your uncle Peter and your grand uncle Josiah would love to meet you," he explained carefully. "Mom, what is a grand uncle?" Lilly asked me. "Oh, it just means the uncle of your parents, Uncle Josiah, is the uncle of your father." "Welcome home, Alpha Hayden," Ann greeted with a smile.

she said worriedly. "Where is Baba?" I asked but they didn't answer. They just exchanged glances. "Where's mom? Where's my phone? I'll call her." I shifted my head and looked for my bag, then someone pushed the door open. My eyes glittered in hope upon recognizing a familiar man with a big and tall body. "Baba?" I mumbled. "How are you feeling?" he asked as he walked towards me. I saw Juliet muttered something to him. He approached closer and I recognized him. "U-uncle Danny? W-where is Baba?" I asked. Uncle was my father's elder brother, they were quite identical except that he appeared more mature than my dad. With his busy life, he had forgotten how to smile.

Now stop texting me, because if you wake up Parker I am kicking your human ass. I send the text, mute my phone, and throw it in the rocking chair Carmen uses to nurse in. I look down at my son and grin as I see the resemblances to Boyd and me. "Your uncle is learning the ins and outs of winning a human girl's heart, Son. He has probably messed something up and opened his mouth when he shouldn't have but that's alright. It happens... and it will happen to you. Daddy got lucky. Mommy is nice and sweet. Uncle Boyd's woman sounds like she is wild," I say as I maneuver us closer to his crib.

“He’s Mommy’s oldest friend. They met when they were my age and some kids were picking on him, but my mommy scared those kids away. He’s my Uncle Hudson’s best friend. They talk a lot, and sometimes Daddy surprises Uncle Hudson by having me answer.” “That sounds like fun.” “Oh, it is. When Uncle Hudson calls Daddy’s phone it says stink face is calling. But I can’t tell Uncle that. My Uncle Gideon’s name in Daddy’s phone is tomato. I still don’t know what my mommy’s name is in his phone. He was going to tell me once, but Mommy got angry. I don’t know why. Daddy says it’s adult things that I’m too little to know about.”

And for the first time, he wasn’t searching for justification. Morning arrived with pale light. James returned home early and prepared breakfast for Ethan. The boy ate slowly, occasionally glancing up at his father as if to make sure he was really there. “Papa,” Ethan said suddenly. “Are you mad at Uncle Harry?” James paused. He knelt so they were eye level. “No,” he said honestly. “Papa and Uncle just need to talk.” “Uncle is good,” Ethan said simply. “He bought ice cream.” James gave a faint smile. “Yes. He is.”

Charlotte finally settled in her bed to read Uncle Tadd’s diary. At first page, there was an old letter pasted by Uncle. Her eyes moistened at the sight of her father’s handwriting, she caressed trembling fingers over ink slowly, “If you are reading this letter cutie pie, that means I am already dead. First of all, happy birthday my precious daughter. I hope this letter finds you in your beloved’s home, the best cast scenario. If not, then my prayers are with you dear. You may have realized that there is no fun in being an adult. Whatever you choose for your life, it’s up to you and remember, daddy always loved you. Believe everything Uncle Tadd says. He will never misguide you.

I whispered. After a while, Harrison left. I was still lost in the aftermath of everything when my phone rang, shattering the silence. I hesitated before answering. “Hello?” “Ruby,” my father said warmly. “It’s Dad.” “Hey, Dad,” I replied. “What’s going on?” “Your uncle is back,” he said. “He wants to meet you.” I frowned. “Uncle? I’ve never met him. Which uncle?” “He’s my brother, and also your godfather. He left years ago. He only saw you the day you were born. He doesn’t even know your name.”

Fredrik Young was Henry's uncle. He was a taboo for the entire Young family. Although Eliza grew up with Henry, since childhood, she had only heard of the existence of this uncle. If she hadn't met him on her wedding day, she wouldn't recognize him at all. "Weren't you abroad the whole time?" "Yeah, I just got back last night." It just so happened that his friend wanted to meet him. It was an urgent matter so Fredrik went to Neon Night's Bar as soon as he got off the plane.

He said. I was going to ask him something but we were already before the front door. Uncle opened the door and smiled looking at all of us. "What a surprise." He said hugging me and I smiled. Rajesh Uncle is my Dad's brother. Dadi lives here with him and Reema Aunty; his wife. Their son comes once in a while for vacation. He too stays in the city nearby. "Dadi didn't tell you about us?" Rhea asked hugging him and we all entered inside.