Uncle John Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

"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?"

None were allowed to leave, those running pulled back and snapped into pieces with my bare wolf hands. My strides were large, covering more ground as I chased those running. I picked up a dead body, throwing it towards the uncle and King, having them both to collapse with Dante springing up first and jumping on his uncle who as covered in blood while Dante barely had a stretch on him. More vampires ran to help the uncle, ganging up on Dante. I let him deal with them. He was more than capable, my man, my sexy gorgeous and dangerous man.

A sickening feeling starts to attack my insides and I instantly start to panic, I shake John even harder as I learn over him, I can't see him moving or even breathing, I check his pulse, and nothing no pulse, no life in him, he's dead! I don't understand what happened werewolves don't just die, I start looking over his body and then I find it, there's a snake bite on his arm, his arm is swollen and purple, venom oozing out of the wound. I'm stunned I crumble to the floor I can't believe this, he's dead! I've lost everyone I have ever loved, uncle John was the only thing keeping me going, and now...I don't know what I'll do!

He asked with a frown. "It's about the dissappearance of your daughter…" "If you are talking about my niece then you have it all wrong. My niece is abroad studying. Now if you will excuse me…" Uncle Bob cut him off and made to get back in but detective Joha's next words had him halting in his movement. "We know she is not…Even your eyes says otherwise of your words. The Vampires have her…" Uncle Bob turned to face them again. "Vampires? What rubbish are you talking about? My niece is alive and well."

And Lord Castellan—Uncle Cas—moved. Vampire fast. One moment in his chair, the next beside Grace, pulling her into a careful hug with the kind of reverence usually reserved for precious things. "Grace," he said quietly. Just her name. But the emotion in it—relief and joy and protectiveness and love—said everything else. "Uncle Cas." Grace was crying now, held tight by her vampire uncle. "We're having a baby. You're going to be—you're going to be a great-uncle."

—He is our uncle Matallus protected us while we were in this dispute, which lasted longer than it should have. —Are you the brother of this monster? —I can't deny it, just as I can't deny your resemblance to your father. -My father? —That's Limber, we have a father, mother and uncle, a beautiful dysfunctional family, a crazy mother, a father who is more than a century old and an uncle who is a mix between vampire and wolf and immortal and then we —I think so, Ana, you described them very well. Where is our supposed father? —Here, as or more impressed than you, I thought I only had a daughter and now it turns out that I also have a son

"Or I'll have Dominic rip off your other hand." Uncle John's eyes go wide and he takes in a dramatic breath, like he's scared to death. "Ah, how adorable that you think I actually give a shit what you do to this body." He laughs. "I mean, let's face it, your uncle John probably deserves it, don't you think? All those late nights he came into your room, staggering from too many cheap beers." He chuckles, obviously enjoying himself. "Seriously, I don't know how you managed to stop him every single time." He pauses, narrowing his eyes as if he's calculating how much I can take. "It's a good thing you did. It would have been quite the scandal if he'd gotten you pregnant but couldn't knock up his

The boy who once laughed with me under starlit skies now looked like a stranger wearing his face. Julian unrolled the scroll. The parchment crackled loudly in the heavy silence. “Commander Vane’s blood was found under your nails,” he said, voice flat and cold. “In your quarters. On the silver hairpin hidden beneath your mattress, the one used to slit his throat.” My heart slammed against my ribs. “I didn’t kill him. I swear it.” The side doors creaked open. Elara and Silas entered, my chosen family, the two people I would have died for without hesitation.

" he replied with an annoying grin. I almost couldn't believe it when I heard what he said. "Does your uncle have a split personality?" Alex whispered to me, it seems what he's thinking right now is the same as mine. I also feel a little amazed by his changed attitude from the sweet guy who asked me to the prom to the grumpy bloody werewolf Lycan, and now Vincent has turned into my annoying uncle again. "I want to talk to Caroline." he interrupted as he walked towards us, then Vincent glanced at Alex "I want to speak to him alone." They stared at each other for a moment but finally Alex gave in and walked out "I'm in my study if you need me." he said to me.

"And, what are you talking about these people who want me dead? I just got here." "Gotcha!" A familiar's rough voice suddenly appeared behind us. When I turned my face to the person behind me, the balls of my eyes almost drop to the floor. "Come on, lovely dove! You guys have nothing to hide from me. I already know my nephew had a sex toy. I just didn't expect it to be you, Mr. John." "I'm his husband. Not his sex toy, old man." To my surprise, John clamped my right hand in front of Uncle Robin. I try to remove his grip but his eyes were telling me that I should buy whatever his drama is.