Uncle Leo Eyebrows Gif Novels & Stories

He frowned before Sofia suddenly burst out laughing, joined by Carl and Margaux. “I’m not crying, Dad... We’re just teasing Aunt Andrea.” She said, pointing at Margaux and Andrea who were still chasing each other. “Hey…” Carl called out with a smile as Izzy hadn’t noticed him approaching. “Hey back at you.” She greeted him back, making him laugh. “Have you told Uncle Seth yet?” Carl asked, his voice serious but excited. Izzy shook her head, pretending to frown. “You’ve had more than a week—still haven’t told him?”

We currently sit on a three-tiered fountain in the center of a glass greenhouse, full of exotic plants in all shapes and sizes—a haven at the back of the Crescent Moon Alpha's Mansion Gardens. Uncle Leo is a precise mirror image of my father—perfect groomed jet black hair, bold and expressive brows, three-day stubble boxed beard, caring blue x-ray eyes capable of reading the deepest secrets of your soul. It was challenging to distinguish them growing up, but it has gotten easier now that I am older. Uncle Leo had a rough patch in his life. Everyone avoids talking about what happened to him before I was born, and when they speak, the details are always vaguely told with the same downhearted e

Last thing I wanted to do was be at home with her all day, especially when I had woken uncle up from one of his nightmares last night, so he was in a particularly bad mood today, stomping around the house, cursing and talking gibberish to himself. I let the sun warm my bare legs as I closed my eyes, trying to imagine the bird’s soft black feathers. “Here you are”. Leo greeted me with a smile as I looked up at him walking over. “Thought I might find you here”. He said as he sat next to me. “Wow, he looks really good”. He complimented as he observed my drawing. “It looks so real as if he’s about to fly off the page”. “Ok, now you’re going a bit overboard with the compliments”. I grinned with a

Leo looked from Lucas to Naomi. His small face was full of curiosity. "Are you... my uncle?" For a second, nobody answered. Lucas felt his heart beating hard. Naomi looked at her son and forced a gentle smile. "What made you think that, sweetheart?" Leo pointed at Lucas. "You look like me." Then he took the old photograph out of his backpack. "And he looked like me when he was little." Lucas slowly knelt until he was at Leo's height.

My quadruplets barrel toward me like a tiny, adorable stampede, but they screech to a halt when they spot Uncle Louis. "Who's that?" James asks, half-hiding behind my legs. Always my protective one, even at such a young age. I smile, running my fingers through his dark curls. "This is your Great Uncle Louis, mommy's uncle. Remember the photos I showed you?" Leo, ever the brave one, steps forward first. "The one who taught you to ride a bike?" Uncle Louis kneels down, getting to their level. His eyes are swimming with emotions as he looks at them. "That's right. And you must be Leo." He glances at each child in turn. "James, Sam, and little Mia."

Gabrielle paused and tilted his head, The lit up cigarettes now was nearing little Leo lips. Phew! Little Leo immediately snapped his head to the side, It was too quick that made the lit cigarettes injured that young and chubby cheeks. Little Leo scrunched up his nose and furrowed his brows as he once again shouted at the top of his lungs, Little Leo anger towards this big guy Uncle intensified but the person in question doesn’t even give a fucking damn care. Little Leo eyes was as if on fire as he spouted out little saliva to the ground but far away from him as his shoulder was already buried deep to the ground,

Leo asked me with his furrowed forehead. Since he’s just beside me. I used both of my thumb to massage his forehead. “Don’t make yourself look more like a monkey than it already is,” I teased him as I giggled. “Clementine?” he said, then pouted. “Now you look like a duck, hahaha” I said, then pinch his cheeks. “Enough… tell us what’s going on between you and Bruce?” Leo said as he removed my hand from his cheeks.

“Uncle, Leo!?” Ava had met Leo twice, but in two meetings only the kid was fond of Uncle Leo. Her petite face broke into a heartwarming grin as she greeted him. Her dimples deepened, enhancing her childlike charm. She blinked those long, dark lashes as her gaze remained fixed on Leo, her curiosity piqued.

However, before I could open my mouth in defence— “Leo.” Lucien Virek's voice carried a warning so sharp the air itself seemed to flinch. Leonel stopped although he didn't seem pleased with it, and so, I dropped it too. Eryx beside me, giggled. “Uncle Leo always says mean things to look cool. But he’s not cool.” He whispered to me. “Traitor,” Leo muttered, flicking a crumb at him. I couldn’t help but chuckle quietly, unable to hold it anymore, and Eryx preened at the sound. “See? Auntie agrees!”