Uncle Love Novels & Stories

Grace thought she had finally found a family when the wealthy Wells family adopted her. To win their love, she became everything they wanted—obedient, perfect, and the ideal substitute for their lost daughter. The only person she truly believed cared for her was her boyfriend, Lucas Marino. But her world shattered the day the real daughter returned. Overnight, Grace was cast aside, treated as nothing but a shadow of someone else. Lucas, the man she trusted most, revealed his true heart—he had only ever seen her as a stand-in. Heartbroken and betrayed, grace got drunk and an got in an accident. The accident brought her face-to-face with Ethan Marino—Lucas’s uncle and the powerful head of

I stood at my desk and said nothing for a moment. The cold had spread from my stomach outward into my chest and down my arms and I was gripping the phone tighter than I needed to. I made myself loosen my grip. I made myself breathe. Ares. My uncle. The man who had walked into my grandfather's will reading and taken sixty percent of everything and moved into the east wing and sat at my breakfast table and looked at my wife across the food she used to cook herself like she was something worth looking at. The man who had sent her that dress — because it had been him, I had known it the moment she thanked me and I had watched the look on my own face in the reflection of the window and seen mysel

Her fiancé. And most importantly, the love of my life. Looking at her as she pressed her hands around the engagement ring, I knew one thing for sure. I might have to hurt my cousin for the first time in my life. I might have to burn down every relationship I had, to be with him. "What if he does not want to be with you?" I blurted out before I could stop myself. "Then you teach him. Teach him how to love your only cousin, by the way. Teach those people out there what it means to hurt our family. It's the famiglia, Uncle.

“Why don't you tell your uncle about it? “It’s nothing serious, Mum,” Julian said quietly like he was embarrassed. “Don’t be silly,” She chuckled. “It’s nothing interesting, Mum,” He said firmly. “I don't want to bore him.” “Unsolved cases would not bore me,” I said, leaning my elbows on the table. I could see his breath hitch in his throat. “Try me,” I raised my brows.

He had always loved Clara and even if he made the mistake of sleeping with her friend he never stopped loving her. “Get me a wheelchair and proceed with my discharge, I'm going to see Clara. Now that he thought about it he felt Clara was to impatient and Arthur his uncle had walked in with her, he also left with her. His mind was a rollercoaster of thoughts as he felt there was more to Clara and his uncle that just coincidence.

She was still holding on to the baby, while Uncle Jared was already long gone. She was overly attached to Uncle Jared, her beloved younger brother. She had just returned from the police station, yet she still intended to force the responsibility for the baby onto me. "You ungrateful brat!" she shouted. "How could you call the cops and get your own mother and uncle taken in, Damian!" It was then that one of the neighbors jumped in to shield me. "And just what kind of mother are you talking about? What is this nonsense about an uncle? Damian is part of the Lister family! You have absolutely no claim over him!"

“Marriage. A child. You’re distracted.” Valentino’s voice remained steady. “I’m evolving.” The uncle leaned forward. “You think love makes you stronger?” Valentino didn’t hesitate. “I know it does.” A long pause filled the space. “You won’t strike me,” the uncle said confidently. “You don’t spill family blood.” Valentino’s gaze didn’t waver. “You’re right.” Relief flickered across the older man’s face. Valentino stood. “I don’t.” The uncle’s smile returned.

He was happy to show it to his father, he knew that his father would love it. That day when he left the school, he didn't know what was waiting for him at home. It took him some time to get home but when got there he saw his uncle's car was there. Lucas loved his uncle, he's the only family from his mother's side. And as much he knows, his uncle loved him too. "Uncle~" yelling he ran inside and found the called men standing there with wide open arms. "My love is here." Kissing his forehead, his uncle roamed a hand on his back. "How was your day at school?"

“You feeling up to it?” I nod. “I’ll be ok. I know he loves me.” “That knowledge is indeed powerful. Hold on to it no matter what. I always believe that true love always wins,” he says softly. “It is… I’m just scared that not every love story ends happily.” I whisper, my smile fading. Uncle looks at my hand for a moment, thinking over his answer before he looks up. “I don’t think a love story ever truly ends, no matter what happens. The loss of a lover, a misunderstanding that tears you apart… or situations that force you apart.”