Uncle Fester's Book Novels & Stories

Nonetheless, I knew we were not meant to be, so I wrote my feelings for him in the diary. If Benjamin had not read the diary, I would have lived on as the obedient niece… but that was not the case. He read my diary and tore it into pieces. He thought I was disgusting to develop a romantic feeling for him. "What is wrong with you? I'm your uncle! Yes, we're not related by blood, but I'll forever be your uncle. And that's all!"

Chapter 19: Under Siege Liam paced in his office, his jaw clenched as he replayed the words of Charles Weston over and over in his head. The man had called with an ultimatum, his voice cold and dripping with venom. “Let my daughter go, Liam, or I’ll make sure your mother and grandmother suffer the consequences.”

Zachery released a huff, “Why are you so Fixtated on Olivia, she’s not my daughter is she?” “You truly believe no man would take her from you, what if I did so, clearly you are undeserving of her.” Alex stated as he stood up. “Uncle! You are going too far,” Felix yelled in anger. Alexander turned to face Felix with a threatening smile on his face, “ I’m just joking, you should be calm but I am warning you Felix the next time you dare yell at me, that would be the day you lose your tongue…understand.” “Yes Uncle,” Felix responded with a sour expression. Right now, Felix wanted nothing more than to shoot his uncle on the head. While Felix thought of shooting his uncle on the head, Mr. Zachery

Mason nodded. "Yes, I missed you." Oliver's smile widened, his gaze softening even more. "I missed you too, and I brought you a gift." As he spoke, he pulled out a set of books from behind him, almost as if performing a magic trick. "Last time I saw you, you were reading this series at home, so I bought the original edition while I was abroad. Do you like it?" he asked. Mason's face lit up with joy. "Thank you, Uncle Oliver!"

“He… he really said that?” “Honestly, I used to think my uncle had a secret crush on you, the way he used to watch you when we were studying,” she said, making a mock vomiting motion with her fingers. “But don’t worry, the man is obsessed with someone else now. It’s the talk of the town.” My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm that threatened to choke me. “How do you know this?”

He then said, "Carmen, pay attention to your body. Try moving your legs now." A muffled sound escaped my throat as I instinctively clamped his hand between my thighs together... "Carmen, does it feel uncomfortable?" he asked. I flushed and shook my head. "See. You're already much better than before. You've never really been close to men, so your body is too sensitive. That's why you freeze up and panic when those young men surround you. Now, I'm increasing the amount of contact and training. Once you get used to it, what happened at university and the physical education tests will be nothing for you," Uncle Grant said.

It was a tall man, radiating an overwhelming Alpha presence that commanded attention. He had deep-set eyes, a high straight nose, and striking features. There was something familiar about him. A flicker of recognition stirred within me. It was Eric—Kellen’s uncle and the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. Eric stared at me, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment—though it remained gentle. “I came to check on you. To see if you were feeling any better.” His face unlocked something within me. Buried memories broke through—the scattered fragments from that day in the forest started to coalesce.

But they made a mistake. Aster wasn't as young as Arden was then. He was perfectly capable of dominating them now. He didn't have to do anything more. Just play the part. "I'll give you some introductions. The person who looks like a pencil is first grandpa and his wife, you will know. The one who looks like a peddler by shouting is the second grandpa. His wife is gone and he has two daughters. He is a good person so he wouldn't get involved there. First uncle is the shortest one and the first aunt is the plump aunt. She could never lose weight so that's a sensitive topic with her. Second uncle and aunt look like models and they act like miser. Third uncle and aunt act normally."

I groaned in equal disgust as he handed the letter to me. I read each sentence carefully until I was done and I lifted my head, trying to make a meaning out of the bullshit I just absorbed into my brain. “I can’t believe it..” I chortled, “your uncle is actually throwing a party for one woman over another woman’s defeat?” I asked and Finn shook his head. “That man has never ceased to amaze me all the damn time.” He responded, arms spreading across the backrest of the chair. “He couldn’t even have the decency of giving the poor woman a little bit of respect at least, until she’s finally out of the pack. He just got out of the betrothal and is now throwing a party!” I snapped, tossing the lett

"The covers drew me in, and I couldn't help but glance through some pages. But I must say, the side effects of reading such books can be disastrous." I tried to suppress a moan as he pressed into my buttocks again. "But if you need help, I could help out." He put in. "You're my step uncle." I sidestepped him, forcing myself to back my derriere to the zinc. "I do not need such frivolities from you. Wouldn't that be considered cheating? You should dote on Aunt May, not me." I informed him. "I love Aunt May, but I do not think I am cheating on her. I am merely trying to help you," he furrowed his brows at me.