Uncle Jack Pirates Of The Caribbean Novels & Stories

Gabriel’s voice pulled me gently from my thoughts. He came up behind me and wrapped an arm around my waist. I laughed softly before my attention shifted toward the entrance area. “Oh my God,” Gabriel whispered, almost sounding amused. "Aunt Stacy and Uncle Barone had just walked in, holding hands." I knew Aunt Stacy was Enzo's mother, but who was the man? "Who is uncle Barone?" I asked. "My late father's brother," someone else answered behind us. I turned to see Enzo standing there, looking slightly displeased. "I'm still wondering how it all got to this."

"Sofia. Daddy is here. Can you talk to your mom for me? Tell her not to do this. I do not want a divorce." Leonardo thought Sofia would soften. Sofia used to be the one who ran to Leonardo every time Leonardo came home, wrapping her arms around Leonardo's legs, calling "Daddy" over and over. But this time, Sofia just stepped half a pace behind me. Quietly, Sofia said, "Uncle Leonardo, you should go take care of your other kid. Do not bother me and my mom anymore." Leonardo went rigid. Leonardo's hand hung in the air. "Sofia, I am your daddy. Why are you calling me uncle?"

"Mama, I'm a pirate!" Luca shouted, swinging a cardboard sword high overhead. She bit her lip, stifling a giggle, watching him sideways as he sat at the kitchen table in the middle of creating some new design, but it was hard not to avoid the antics of Luca. His sister Mia was second to none, savoring every moment in busying herself with stacking blocks into what looked like an intricate castle for her brother's pirate ship to conquer. “Luca, sweetie, not with the sword," Bernice hollered, eyes still on her sketch. "I don't want you accidentally poking Mia."

My uncle Mac, he's my mother's brother, and I've never liked him! "You dare speak towards me in that way. I am your uncle and you should treat me with respect!" "Bitch, please! I'll treat you with respect when you do the same. Respect is earned not just given because you say it should be!" "Why I owt to" He steps forward towards me and at the same time, Jack jumps up and in front of me lowly growling as a warning. I stand up and go to step in front of Jack but he sticks his arm out stopping me.

"Tell me what you're going to do when we get out." Jack’s fist froze inches from Marcus’s face. The violet light in his eyes flickered. "I'm going to buy a boat," Jack’s own voice replied on the recording. Younger. Less broken. "And I'm going to sail until I can't see land." "Just a boat?" the female voice—Catherine—teased. "No castle? No army?" "No," Jack’s voice said. "Just you. And maybe a dog. But mostly you." In the jungle, the real Jack Miller trembled. The "Hole" around him began to crack. The concrete walls dissolved back into trees. The Sentinel Droid melted away, revealing the bloodied face of Marcus.

I arched a little as I drew my face closer to Liam, "Your uncle Jack cooks the best-roasted chicken. How about tomorrow we will force him to make that for us." "Really," Liam got excited as his innocent gaze hopped on Jack, who shrugged his shoulders and replied, "What will I say now? Your mom has set a beautiful Trap for me and I fell into it." I felt Jacky's eyes on me while he was answering Liam. But when I shifted my head to him I found him grinning at Liam. "Tomorrow will be the Roasted Chicken Day, only for Liam Marshell," Jacky said, stepping closer as he ruffled Liam's hair. Displayed his small teeth, Liam said, "Thank you, Uncle Jack."

“I’m just tired sweetheart and you guys stink. Damon, Declan, Delinda, you need to take your bath, okay? Go on, shower and get rid of that sweaty odor now!” The pouted and began to float away. “Not yet mommy, we’re playing with Uncle Jack.” “I’m sure uncle Jack would want you to shower and smell nice so you can eat and rest.” “Mommy, we know he didn’t tell you that! You’re just bringing it up,” Declan said. The rest concurred, laughing and calling for their uncle Jack. I rolled my eyes at them just as Jack came out with his tight polo and low rise jean. He smiled affectionately at me and rubbed Declan’s head.

-Conner’s POV- “Say what?” I was in shock. I have an uncle? “You heard me right young man. I am your uncle. Do you mind if we come in? It’s drizzling.” I blinked my eyes a couple of times trying to figure out what’s going on just then I realized that the man was right it was drizzling outside. “I-I’m sorry for my manners. Please do come in. I am sorry about my place I didn’t expect any visitors especially not at this kind of hour.” I quickly picked the trash on the table and some clothes on the floor. “My place is not big at all, but it’s my home. Please, take a seat. I only have one couch though.” I scratched the back of my head feeling awkward. Mr. Jack gave a soft laugh “Don’t you worry t

~Five Years Later~ “Aunt.” Bree whirled around at the call of the tiny sweet familiar voice from behind. A frown creased her brow as she saw Ariel holding the hands of the man beside her. “Ariel? What are you doing?” “Aunt, this uncle agreed to pay for our ice cream.” Bree’s eyes fell on the man beside her daughter. “Hello, I'm Jack.” They shook hands. “Bree.” She smiled. “Don't mind this silly girl. I already paid for the ice cream. She’s just silly. Come here, Ariel.”

"I've got these lot. Go." Jack's words leave me stuck for a moment, it's as if I'm listening to him but not actually taking in what he is saying. Thankfully it only takes a few seconds for his words to hit me and the meaning of them. "You sure?" Jack nods as he stands up then walks over to me and takes Sophie out of my lap. "Who wants a cookie?" Usually, the kids wouldn't be allowed one at this time of night but tonight I'm going to let it be and let them enjoy some time with their Uncle Jack. If there's one thing that boys good at it's cheering up their nieces and nephew. I watch as Brody runs over to him and takes hold of his hand while he bounces Sophie on his hip making her laugh. Jesus