Uncle Niece Taboo Novels & Stories

“Old man, I realized I made a mistake when I married Elias back then. The man I’m meant to be with is Lucas… just like Violet and Elias, Lucas and I fell in love.” “Are you even listening to yourself? How can you be in love with my uncle? You had always seen him as your friend!” Elias yelled, desperation laced in his voice. “Grandpa, you’re not going to let this go, will you? Uncle Lucas has gone too far this time!” “Father, if news of this marriage gets out, it will ruin our family's reputation! You can’t accept this marriage!” Richard chimed in. "Yes, Steven. You can't let your son marry his nephew's ex-wife! It's a taboo! Have him marry my daughter instead, she's never been married before

“You might feel that way, Caelia, but we are family, and it shouldn’t have happened.” “But it happened,” she said, her voice louder this time. “That is the fact; we both can’t deny it.” “Okay then, let me put it this way,” I sighed, changing the position that I was now holding her hands. “Caelia, I am your father’s brother, your uncle. Have you ever seen or heard where an uncle and his niece are in a romantic relationship?” I asked, shaking my head in response to my question. “No, that is wrong; in fact, it is a taboo. Therefore, it is best if we both forget all that happened last night. I agree that it has happened, and we can’t change the past, but we can fix the future. Let’s forget it an

The only difference is that Grayson is younger and cuter while Bastian is older and his features are rougher, "Can I kiss you?" "What?!” he asks, leaning back and dropping his arm, "No f-...that’s not... we are-... I'm basically your uncle, you can't ask me that. It would be a sin." A sin? I’m not even religious. "We're not related in any way, our blood couldn't be more different. Besides, even if you were my uncle, it wouldn't be a sin because incest only counts as a real sin when you have sexual encounters with your immediate family, your parents or your siblings. And that's not the case, not even the hypothetical one.”

The moment my eyes met purple ones, we both knew and had a mutual understanding about how we had messed up. “Aria, this is your father's brother, your older uncle, you can call him Uncle Ronald.” Oblivious to the tension between us, Mrs.Laura said.

After returning, she never discussed this issue with Harry. People and things about the Sinclair family are very taboo. "He went to serve as a soldier." Maple lowered her eyes and turned the coffee cup, "have you heard about your uncle?" He didn't look at Stacy when he spoke. Hearing the name uncle, her hands under the table clenched suddenly, but did not respond. Maple knew that she had heard it, and said with a smile, in a somewhat ironic tone, "Who doesn't know if it's on the news?"

Unable to contain myself I suddenly blurted out, “I hope you do realize that you’re having inappropriate feelings for your own niece, right? I don’t know about your world, but in ours, this is illegal.” I watched how his face fell, blinking a few times, utterly dumbstruck, moments before he seriously tried to say, “Blake, I told you, we do not share-” Before he could even finish I finally escaped a small laugh, totally amused by his reaction, “Yeah, yeah, I know. I was just messing with you. Now come here, you pervy uncle,” I comically muttered the last sentence, wounding my arms around his neck, attempting to pull him even closer and steal another kiss, watching those gorgeous eyes narrow a

They pulled his sleeve as they playfully said, "Uncle, do you know how to grill? Can you let us try the one you make?" Brycen looked stern as he educated them seriously. "Darlings, do you all know about the concept of respecting your elders? You should all be the ones doing the barbecue for me to eat." Caitlyn immediately glanced at him, "You've got some cheek." Brycen replied, "I've got some cheek? Isn't it normal for the niece and nephews to have filial piety toward their uncle?" Molly was speechless when she heard what her brother said.

“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.

Uncle. The word lands in the room like a small stone dropped in still water. I watch it happen in real time — Liam's polite, faintly amused expression, Joanna's easy confidence, the Colonel's fond smile. And something in my stomach does something entirely involuntary and entirely unwelcome. Uncle. She's calling him uncle because of the age gap and the formality, the way young people sometimes do in certain families. I know that. I know it's a cultural habit, a term of respect, not a claim.

“That’s good. You should have fun. Men your age should socialize, and build relationships. Date seriously so you can settle down, and get married quickly. Don’t wait until you’re forty years old.” Everyone at the table turned almost instinctively to look at Apollo. He sat there, unbothered. I tilted my head and smiled innocently. “But it seems like Uncle already have a relationship.” Someone at the far end of the table actually choked on their food. Mr. Reed turned to me sharply, raising an eyebrow. “What did you just say?” I blinked. “Uncle has a woman too.” Mr. Reed stood so fast his chair scraped against the floor. “What???”