Uncle Jesse On Full House Novels & Stories

I left his office. “What did Uncle say?” Cara asked the moment I stepped out. Before I could answer, her eyes fell on the brochures in my hands. She snatched them from me, scowling. “You’re marrying Uncle?!” “Sshh.” I hushed her quickly in case anyone overheard—though I was sure we were the only ones on this floor. At least, I thought we were. “M-Married? You and Uncle Clifford?” Both Cara and I turned at the shaky voice. My breath caught. Jackson was standing a short distance away, frozen like a statue, his face etched with shock.

“Don’t be too naive as a woman, Kimberly. You can be kind, but don’t be stupid.” “What do you mean?” Kimberly furrowed her brow, her gaze sharper at her husband’s uncle. Damian didn’t say much but suddenly grabbed Kimberly’s hand. He pulled his body close to hers. Kimberly was shocked when Damian hugged her tightly. “L–let me go, U–Uncle!” Kimberly hit the man’s muscular arm. “Call my name, Kim,” Damian whispered hoarsely in front of Kimberly. “Don’t be ridiculous, Uncle! Let me go! My husband might see!” Kimberly said firmly mixed with real panic.

“Well, then we have a deadlock. Father refuses to cooperate.” Feeling the secondhand embarrassment radiating through the room, Theo grabbed his father’s wrist and yanked him back down, burying his face in his hand to hide his burning cheeks. Jeffrey sank back into the sofa, panting in aggravation. Suddenly, Finnick’s deep voice shattered the noise. “Get rid of it.” Theo’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “Uncle!” Kimberly froze, staring at Finnick in genuine shock. “Finn,” Jeffrey gasped, his voice trembling. “Is... is that really necessary?”

James Jones was a friend to Xavier's uncle, Mr Jerkins" "Xavier has an uncle?, where is he" "Well he was getting on Xavier's nerves, talking to him about marriage, about being responsible and all, but always repeating the same stuff, over and over again till Xavier bought a house some distance away for his uncle to live in, his uncle never returned since then, promising Xavier that he would one day need his help and he wouldn't be there to help" "Mr. Jerkins had been his only family, he shouldn't have pushed him away"

~Aubrey The hospital’s room door burst open and a flurry of family members entered, their faces etched with anger and disgust. "You're awake.” My mother in-law, Georgina Winston spat as if it was a crime. "Finally, we can get some answers." I tried to speak, but my voice was still weak. "You killed her, didn't you?" Richard Winston, my husband’s cousin questioned, his voice venomous. "You were always so jealous of Aubrey, and now that she's gone you're satisfied aren't you?!” Janet Winston, my husband's aunt added.

“I don’t care about the hours. I missed you. Does being his Uncle mean I can't miss you?” "Being his Uncle, mean we can't be in bed together, I'd thought you're a friend on maybe a business partner of the Carter's at worst" I turned to him, folding my hands under my bossom, "But an 'Uncle'? That's family, and a whole generation of difference at that" "We can't be together" I concluded, My eyes on him.

If I want to succeed I need him. “Kelvin took advantage of me,” I announced. He froze, his shoulder tightening as he turned to me. “What!” He asks, his voice sharp. Filled with tension. I shrug “ you heard me Damien. My beloved uncle took advantage of me at ten and my mum called it a baseless accusation but let me spare you all of that for later. Do you know why they came?” I ask him. He shakes his head, dropping the open bottle of wine on the table. “Why?”

The stage was set for a confrontation that would shake the foundation of their family and expose long-buried secrets. George, like a snake lurking in the shadows, burned with jealousy over Charlotte's closeness to his uncle. Once, when Charlotte had been kind to him, he had found her dull and uninteresting compared to Eva. Now, he discovered that his uncle, who had never shown much interest in women, was involved with his former fiancée. An unsettling feeling crept into his heart. His uncle was too extraordinary, and no woman could resist his charm. And now, it was his uncle who took the initiative.

“I usually drive a convertible, but we’ll go with the safest option today.” Eveline scoffed lightly. “You think I can’t handle it?” Peter gave her a knowing look, with a smirk. “I’m worried you might enjoy it too much. And I want whoever’s in your belly to know that their uncle took care of Mom when they were still tiny.” A second uncle? The realization hit Eveline hard and fast, that she didn’t have to process the sob before it hit. Peter immediately panicked, pausing abruptly. “What? Did I say something wrong? I didn’t mean that I wanted to be a part of their life—if you think that’s too fast or—

Even at forty-eight, he had the look of a warrior. He prowled the family room like a caged animal. Dad was a man of action, and all this talking had to be grating for him. Kimber tried to hide her smile. “This isn’t funny,” he warned. Clearly, he was not amused by the knowledge that she’d seen Deke and possibly partaken in a ménage. “I didn’t imply it was.” Jesse’s face flashed across the TV screen as part of a montage previewing a popular entertainment show. Then her face.