Uncle Niece Taboo Novels & Stories

“I already know what you’re here for Uncle, and I’ll advise you to save your breath because my answer is no! I’ve already made up my mind.” “But Nephew.... you have to reconsider this carefully... first of all you know that the Elders will never ever allow you to have heirs that are werewolf—Lycan hybrid. It’s strictly forbidden! It’s even a taboo. If you do this... you’ll be forcing them to take action against you!” Alistair’s cold eyes scanned his uncle. “Do you think I’m a fool uncle? Do you think I’ve not considered that already? Who said anything about having hybrid children?”

"My precious, come here!" A forty-year-old woman who has a similar face to Mandy almost grins, when she hears Uncle G's words to Abby. She, as much as possible refrain, for fear of the punishment given by the most influential man in the Verz extended family. Nicole looked cynically at the twenty-five-year-old woman and her life partner. However, the action when the uncle caught him.

He stepped in and to the side, and it was then I saw who stood behind him. My uncle. Uncle Aiden's pov: From the moment my niece turned eighteen, Phoebe was the only thing to give me a hard-on. I couldn’t even be in her presence without popping a fucking boner. I was a sick motherfucker. When my twin brother Kyle told me she was coming home for the summer from college, I took some vacation time just to be close to my hot-as-fuck niece. I’d found out my perfect, little slut Phoebe was selling her pussy online for any motherfucker to see. I’d seen her “performing” online one night.

‘You do realize it’s still early, right? ‘Well, excuse me for being excited!’ Uncle Jayden shot back. ‘Do you know how long we’ve been waiting for this?’ ‘We? You mean you've been waiting,’ Aidan corrected. ‘And you’re already acting like it’s your pup.’ ‘It’s my niece or nephew! Same thing!’ Jayden retorted, and I could practically hear him rolling his eyes. ‘It’s actually grandniece or grandnephew,’ Uncle Aidan rebuts. ‘Damn. Are we that old already?’ Uncle Jayden gasped.

Lana Jacobs could win an award for her acting skills. "Hahaha, I forgot about that that French woman can be crazy... When your Second aunt and I got married she stayed with us for 4 months to make sure we were having sex" he smiles I shake my head. That was creepy beyond words. The worst part about it, is that I can believe she would do something like that. "That's bad..." He starts to take off. "That’s not bad... Your mom and dad had sex in your office, and she walked in... Luckily, they were done but their clothes were scattered throughout the office" my uncle tells me

Bianca. Who said uncles can’t take care of their nieces? Who said uncles can’t make their nieces wet just by existing in the same room? Who said uncles can’t turn innocent family dinners into something filthy and forbidden with just a single glance or a brush of skin? Who said family love has to stay pure when the heat between thighs says otherwise? And who the hell decided that blood should stop the kind of hunger that makes you throb for hours?

"Sit down on my lap, Jean, just the way mom was sitting." "But, I can't, she was sitting on . . .your. . .you were doing it to her." "I was fucking her, Aunt Jean, just the way I'm going to fuck you." "N N No. You're not going to ahh fuck me. I'm your Aunt, it's not right to fuck a close relative, there's a law against it." "But that's only because it isn't good to have children, to inbreed, which may bring out bad traits. I remember you telling mom that you were on a new birth control pill, so you can't get pregnant. So there is no reason we can't fuck, right?"

Before I could answer, John cut in coldly, "She can't. What if she causes trouble again? I won't risk that embarrassment." Samantha sighed as if helpless. "All right…" I remained expressionless, as though their words had nothing to do with me. John frowned, displeased. His voice dropped, heavy with command. "We're flying to Austrane today. The wedding's tomorrow, and we'll spend today preparing the gift. Uncle has always treated you well. I'll choose a gift for him on your behalf. While we're gone, stay put. Don't even think about leaving. Understand?"

"I’m willingly walking into a circus for you." I laughed and leaned my head back against the seat, feeling a little lighter now that he agreed. Still, something nagged at me. "Hey," I said, lifting my head again, "I’ve been meaning to ask, how come your own nephew doesn’t recognize you?" Alaric shrugged, a small smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "It’s not that strange. Technically, we’re related, but not closely. Our family is massive and complicated, you practically need a family tree the size of a skyscraper to track everyone.

I was just doing other women a service by creating awareness about how much of a monster he was… When I didn't respond to him, he reached for my hand, and I quickly jerked away from his touch. "Get off me!" I warned sternly, even though his lips were still curled up into a mocking smile. I knew it might be funny to him, but it wasn't to me, and I wouldn't mind smacking his face to remind him that I'm his uncle's wife and he shouldn't be touching me that way. "What? You think I can't touch you anymore because you're with my uncle?"