Uncle Fester's Book Novels & Stories

he asked, leaning close. I gave him a mischievous smile as I leaned closer until our lips were almost touching. “I called you Michael, your birth name,” “I'm a decade older than you,” “You don't look like it, and I don't care,” I said in a sultry voice. “I'm your husband's uncle,” he said, taking off his trousers completely. “Oh!” I gasped playfully. “If that's the case, then,your nephew's wife shouldn't be completely naked in front of you. It's forbidden,”

“If you need a drinking buddy, you should head to a bar. I’m done. Just tell me if you’re going to let me appeal without contesting or not.” “I don’t need a drinking buddy. I just believe alcohol has a way of making people tell the fucking truth,” he replies in a cold, almost breathless tone, staring icily into my eyes and that sends a quick shiver down my spine. What truth? What is he talking about? “I don’t get what you mean. What truth is that, that my dad didn’t do it?” “Don’t play dumb little kitten,” he says in the same icy low tone, maintaining the cold stare into my eyes. “The truth……the one where you used an uncle to get back at his nephew by fucking sleeping with him.”

Marcellus Gregory—the man who supposedly died, the man who just threatened to drill a ring into my bone—is my uncle? What the fuck? …. NOTE: There is no incest or taboo relationship in this book. See you in the next chapter!

~YULIA. This was wrong. Everything about it screamed abomination but by the goddess it felt so good! To the outside world, he was meant to be my uncle– my family– my blood. But to me, he was something so much more. He was my secret sin. My secret lust. He was a beast– my beast to tame. It had been a gamble but I had taken it anyway. In fact, I had no idea if it was going to work but ever since I read the obscure words from the mysterious book Dean Davina showed me, I was seeing things in a whole new light.

Chapter 8 • • • • • • • • • "To where?" Levi's voice rang out, a breathless plea laden with a mix of curiosity and concern. He struggled to keep up with Selena's determined stride, his eyes fixed upon her back, "My uncle's office" Selena responded as she strides the library hallway. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • knck knck Fester, hunched over a cluttered desk strewn with documents and artifacts, sifted through the remnants of forgotten secrets. His weathered hands moved with practiced precision, a testament to the countless hours he had spent unraveling the enigmatic threads of the supernatural world.

Joe suggested. "What for, Uncle?" Clara was surprised. "You already know all my family members; I also want you to know what my job is!" Joe showed his seriousness to Clara. "Uncle is a CEO!" Clara said. "What's that?" "The title of a novel I want to write, of course, it will have a happy ending because Uncle Joe and Clara will live happily ever after!" Clara answered casually. "Go to sleep! What, do you want me to seduce you?" Joe joked, his smile adorning his lips. Clara always made him happy with her simple jokes.

Derrick was somewhat a gentleman. He had a way with words. He believed in dialogue. He would verbally prowl around a woman until when she was in his control. By day, he worked as an assistant accountant in the water utility company. At night, he was a passionate lover. His ways in bed were equally gentle. The sucker would pass out and sleep like a baby immediately after ejaculation. On the other hand, His uncle Corinth was the exact opposite. He was a mafia. He never took 'No' for any answer.

Uncle Axel was focused on driving, but occasionally he would glance at me in the mirror. Why does even a simple glance from him still manage to unsettle me? I took a deep breath and forced a smile. "I really need to learn how to move on." "Anak, it looks like we're going to Manila next week so you can review for your exam," Mom suddenly said, excitement in her voice. "But for now, let's celebrate. You two should join us, Axel. Besides, it's also a thank you for driving us home!" Uncle Axel and I looked at each other. He slightly frowned, but immediately smiled.

~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.

"Sam, I love ya. We're best friends and I've told you before, your just too black and white. This stuff happens a lot more than you want to admit." "Yeah, maybe with guys with Technicolor hair or weird clothes, but my father is an Ironworker, a Navy veteran and I can tell you from personal observation he fucks my mom like crazy. I think my Uncle drugged him or something." George paused, "So what's your Uncle like?" "Oh, he's so different from my dad. They're non-fraternal twins. Uncle Al has a Masters Degree in Fine Arts. He's an author, writes thrillers, good ones."