Uncle Ian Novels & Stories

“I wouldn’t think that! How long have we known each other? You and my cousin grew up together, and you helped out the Carter family when they were in trouble!” As soon as Nicole turned the corner, she figured out this man’s relationship with her. Nicole and Ian grew up together. This man in front of her called Ian his cousin. It turned out that this man was Riley, Ian’s Aunt Claire’s son. Riley was an uneducated, opportunistic punk. He was annoying since childhood, and he was still the same as an adult. Nicole lifted her eyes. The corner of her mouth twitched. “Your cousin didn’t come?”

I immediately averted my gaze, staring down at my newly painted toes, hoping to disappear into oblivion. But to my surprise, Uncle Ian let out a low chuckle, breaking the uneasy silence. "Don't be fooled by her quiet demeanour, Saint," he teased, his playful tone in stark contrast to Saint's severity. "She talks enough to give us all a headache. You'll see, once she gets comfortable with you." Compared to Greg and Anatol, Uncle Ian rarely shows me a tough side. Usually, he keeps to himself and doesn't bother with me as long as I don't meddle in his affairs. Keeping a respectful distance from him earns me his favour.

Just the picture might have been fine, but there was a large caption in bold letters below it. “THEY ARE UNCLE AND NIECE. SHINGI FUSAYA SHOULD RECONSIDER BEFORE HIRING IMMORAL EMPLOYEES.”

Izzy asked excitedly, unable to hide the joy in her eyes. “Well, more like a hotel and resort, my uncle owns the place…” Carl replied, which made Izzy even more nervous. “Carl, is this Uncle S.A. or Uncle S.S. the one you keep talking about, is he old?” Izzy couldn’t help but ask, as they were getting into the car waiting for them at the airport. “No, he’s still young, probably around 34 or 35, why?” The anxiety that had troubled Izzy earlier intensified, mixing with fear and concern.

At around twelve o'clock midnight Eric and Lawrence wanted to go and sleep after helping Tom with some of the funeral arrangements. They wanted to say Goodbye to Evelyn before going. Tom went to the kitchen again to look for his wife. "What do you want uncle?" Anna asked him as he entered. "I am looking for my beautiful wife." "We are busy here, you can't take your wife away." Amanda added. "She will come back we just need to have our private time." "How do you have your private time when we are busy cooking here?"

“its not your mouth that is saying, I do not see why you are being offended?” I pulled my earphones and plugged them in. The drive to aunt Lisa's house was quiet. I turned to digest what had happened.my uncle had asked me remove my bra and I had. "We are here," he said as he pulled at her house. The house was quite huge. I can't believe she lives here all alone and a chill ran down my spine, I was going to be here with him alone. "we are going to be here for a while.” He muttered more to himself than I.

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.”

He came too early, I wanted to listen to what his wife was going to throw my way. "Yes, your brother is on the phone for you" she replied. There was some distortion which I wanted to believe was due to the fact that she was handing him back his phone. "What do you want?" Luke asked. His voice was hard. "Come on now, no hello?" I said smirking. "What do you want Lucian?" He asked again and I chuckled. "Called to check up on my nephew" "That's bullshit, why the fuck did you call?" "To warn my nephew. Tell him it's in his best interest if he doesn't go to blogs feeding them bullshit, he's lucky I didn't snap his throat when I wanted to. He's a piece of shit"

Grace : come on, mom, tell us. After a lot of insisting, she decided to tell them. Grandma : ian are you done? Ian : yes. Grace : okay, so you go to your room and check your sister. Ian was scared to go, but nonetheless he nodded and moved upstairs. He was afraid that what if his sister still rejected him. He was not emotional, but hazel ignorance broke his innocent heart.

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.