Novelas y relatos de Uncle Jonas

Jon explains, trying to sound serious. My uncle squints his eyes, confused by Jon's explanation. "Well, everyone assumes because that is how it is," Uncle Jedd says sarcastically. "What if I told you I was the pack Luna?" Jon asks mischievously. We can't help but laugh again. Uncle Jedd looks annoyed. "What the fuck are you saying? I mean no disrespect Alpha, but I do not get your joke and after all that has happened these past few days I am in no mood for games," Uncle Jedd scoffs.

But you still have to take care of my uncle, don't let him lose his mind and do irrational things because I know 'her' will keep trying to conquer my uncle. "Okay, you can count on me. Don't worry, I'll take good care of your uncle," Jonas said, patting his chest proudly, although he knew Abigail couldn't see him. Seeing Gladwin walking towards his car at the same time, Jonas decided to run up to him. "I believe in you," Abigail replied sincerely. "Thanks, bro." "Don't just say thanks. Give me a voucher for a free meal at your café," Jonas half-jokingly coaxed.

"Uncle, it's six o'clock already. Nana asked me to wake you up and Aunty Mara. The barbeque is ready already, and Nana makes a marshmallow barbeque and hotdog for me. Grandpa Carlos is already there, as well as Grandpa Phil. He shrieked and giggled when Jayson pulled him down and tickled his side. "Uncle can't breath." He gasped between his laughter. Jayson opened his eyes, chuckling, and kissed his forehead, which earned a kiss on his cheek from Gian. "Come on, I'm salivating with the marshmallow." He said. He stood up and pulled Jayson's arms while I just chuckled. "Okay, I'm up. Go ahead and eat your marshmallow. We follow. " "Okay!! He shrieked and jumped off the bed.

“But he’s my dad anyway, isn’t he?” Sonnet squatted down, touching his shoulder. “Uncle Johnson is your and Lune’s biological father, but he’s not married to me. If I marry another uncle in the future, what will you call him?” “We’ll just call him Dad too,” Jaybie replied. Sonnet inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Jaybie was not rejecting Maxwell either. “So why are you delivering food to Uncle Johnson?” “He’s been too busy at work lately and doesn’t even have time to eat. I know he doesn’t like eating outside, so I specially saved him some dinner.”

“Yes, your father's condition is very worrying. By the way I haven't returned your visitor card yet.” Jonas glanced at the mica card that had a picture and logo of the apartment where Kyle lived. The card was made for Ultrech Flinch's younger brother— Arthur Joseph Flinch, but so far Kyle has been holding the card to make it easier for his uncle when he wants to come to visit his sick brother. While Jonas was helping Kyle look after her father, Jonas had access in and out of the apartment with a visitor's pass in Kyle's uncle's name. The stupid apartment guard never asked him that. They always let him in easily as long as he showed the visitor's card. "No problem. You can save it for a while

It's okay, I'll wait. "Who is he, Jonas?" I asked again. "His name is Leon McAlstair, and if I'm not mistaken, he's a Gamma from the Green Fang pack," said Jonas. My blood boiled when I heard him say that name. "F*ck! It's him!" Jonas' eyebrows rose. "You know him?" I looked at Jonas awkwardly. "He's... My cousin." Jonas was stunned.

They were cool, chill, calm, composed and all. "What, son? Whose father? You're not married yet, it's a shame, Francesca," Uncle Jonas acted as if he didn't like what his son had said. "Jonas, calm down. Have you forgotten? She was married to Lazarus," said Zacharias who barely looked at Lazarus. they are all, the same as what I'm thinking now. "L-Lazarus..." I called him knowing that he was listening to what they were talking about but he preferred to be calm.

He didn’t know what to say. He was good at being a doctor—excellent, even— but when the conversation was about Eveline and her father, it made things a little awkward. “May I ask a question?” He glanced at Jonah, nodding briefly. “Sure.” Jonah cleared his throat, patting the blanket thrown over his legs. “Your brother…Gerald Roswood. He now works in the same hospital, so you must see him often. I just want to know—” he sighed, pausing for a long beat.

"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?"

On the other side of the ocean, Mom and I finally landed. Uncle Hubert smiled as he handed me a glass of warm water. "Stop worrying, Jonas. I've already sent your mom in for a full check-up. "It's good to have you back. Now that you're here, nothing else matters." My fingertips were cold, but my mind had never been clearer. I'd never told Tracie that my uncle, Hubert, was a trade tycoon whose influence spanned across Araleth and Eadenport.