Uncle Owen Death Novels & Stories

And then it became one long flat note that didn't stop and didn't change and filled every corner of the room. Grandpa Edwards was dead. I let out a broken cry.

Owen squeezed his face in thought one more time before he finally said. “Robert Maverick? I won't lie to you, uncle; I've never heard that name in my life.”

They asked him about Evelyn and other cousins, Eric and Evelyn were the only ones at home. They were called to the living room and Evelyn knew that something is not right as soon as she sees them. The Brown family never liked Evelyn 's parents, they seldom came to their home. Evelyn started crying hesterially as she sat down on the sofa. Eric came to hug her and comforted her. The relatives told them that her parents were involved in a terrible accident and died on the spot.

Tears streamed down Owen's face. He closed his eyes for a moment before speaking, "Your grandmother had always been delicate. Before she slept, she always kept me up with lengthy conversations. "And she's a picky eater, too. Do you think she'll be fine in the afterlife?" Owen's words caused a sharp pain in Henry's heart. He looked at Owen pitifully but didn't know how to comfort him. No matter what he said, it couldn't alleviate Owen's grief.

Adam shrugged helplessly “I was under an oath that I was forced to make by my mother.” “Long story short, my mother’s breath didn’t last long; by the time Uncle finished lecturing me and went to find mom, she breathed her last breath apologizing to him. In his rage, uncle cursed and denounced everyone as he took mom’s body and left the house swearing to avenge his sister.” “Later, father announced to the outside world that mom passed away due to an overbearing illness and uncle has retired to the countryside to mourn.” “Shortly after he married the lady by the name Wren.” Adam smiled bitterly “the rest you are all aware of!”

"You probably shouldn't have even told him you were retiring. He’s a ghost. He wouldn't have known the power had changed." Dad laughed for real this time, though it was weary. "He would have found out. Nothing escapes Michael Knox. Besides, I didn't tell him. Adam went running his mouth, hoping to impress the man. Adam thinks that once he owns the Greene Empire, he’ll finally be worthy of his uncle's respect." "His uncle?" I froze. "Yes. Michael Knox is Adam’s uncle. Not that he cares for the boy; they don't speak. Michael is straight to the point, no drama. He doesn't keep in touch with anyone."

~ODETTE At first, my heart sank. I took in a shaky breath. Thoughts ran through my mind. The demon Uncle had finally revealed his true nature and I could lose my life if I made the wrong move. I released another shaky breath as I felt my wolf stir with a feeling I could not understand. Was it excitement? I pushed it aside and locked my eyes with his. His crimson eyes glowed even brighter as if he could see that I was daring him. Then I smiled.

Clark quickly pressed the call button next to Richard's hospital bed. A nurse rushed in to check on Richard's condition and immediately ushered everyone out of the room, placing him on a breathing machine. Outside the hospital room, Clark glared at Victor Owen. "Mr. Owen, you've come to watch the Sumner family's misfortune long enough. My grandfather has fainted because of your provocation. Can you please leave now?!" Seeing Clark's angry glare, Victor chuckled. "I didn't come to witness the Sumner family's joke. I came to remind your grandfather not to dig his own grave while still living. It would ruin his entire life's work."

"If I'm even thinking about anyone right, it's your uncle fucked me so hard that he made me forget you ever existed." The words "your uncle"alone was enough to hit Neven where it hurts like a bullet. His eyes widened, fury flashing across his face as he shouted, "What?!" while Olivia gasped, her hand flying to her chest, eyes wide. Neven froze. His face went pale and I took another step closer, close enough for him to feel the venom in my voice. My voice dropped to a quiet, whisper-smooth, sharp, and cruel tone, "I fucked you uncle Neven." Before I continued, "And funny thing is," I said, "He actually knew what he was doing. I didn't have to ask what I liked. Didn't need me to fake a single