Uncle Remus Books Novels & Stories

Who I was just inside of. This was not good. "Very observant Marcus." Behind the counter Remi was dying. I could feel her shaking with silent laughter. "I heard voices," Marcus said. Still facing the wall. "Pipper said you were talking to someone." "The mouse." "You were talking to a mouse." "Big mouse. Deserves conversation. Lonely creature probably." "Uncle Nero." His voice was strained. "Are you. Yourself? Is the venom affecting your mind?" "I should help you catch it—"

—He is our uncle Matallus protected us while we were in this dispute, which lasted longer than it should have. —Are you the brother of this monster? —I can't deny it, just as I can't deny your resemblance to your father. -My father? —That's Limber, we have a father, mother and uncle, a beautiful dysfunctional family, a crazy mother, a father who is more than a century old and an uncle who is a mix between vampire and wolf and immortal and then we —I think so, Ana, you described them very well. Where is our supposed father? —Here, as or more impressed than you, I thought I only had a daughter and now it turns out that I also have a son

I inform him, voice quievering, unable to forget what I just witnessed a few minutes ago. “Wait.” My Uncle In-law commands, I freeze, because for no reason in particular, my heart squeezes at the sound of his voice, he walks over to me, steady, confident like he has nothing to lose, his scrutinizing gaze examines me. “Why are you covered in blood?”

So he’d lived through many wars and fallen packs. When I was a pup, he was the one who’d told me about the rogues, witches, and vampires who fought and failed to take the Midnight Pack from the alphas before me. My favorite story of his, though, was the Legend of the White She-wolf. I would always beg Uncle Panton to tell me that one. Something about it fascinated me.

unnatural of this world, werewolves are just one of them, they are the easiest to spot but there are other creatures hiding among us who deserve the same fate as the werewolves ." Uncle Ivan get's up from his chair and drunkenly walks into his room, he rummages through his stuff for a minute and comes out with a large ancient looking book. he puts it down on the coffee table in front of him. "What's this?" "It's time you got to really know your enemy." "Uncle Ivan I was living with you for three weeks, you taught me how to track and hunt,why didn't you show this to me then?" "I didn't want to overwhelm you and I thought you might not be ready.?" Jason opens the book, the pages are worn and

Amara stuttered before she got her words straight. —--------------- AMARA. My mouth dropped open when Uncle Lucius appeared out of nowhere. Did I say my family in the North was in close contact with the species from the underworld? Aunt Lucy was half wolf and half demon, and Lucius was her brother, a full demon straight from hell — the King of the Underworld. “Un..cle Lu..cius. What.. what are you doing here?” I tried to hold his gaze so he wouldn’t look at Jace, who had already moved back from his seat.

“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.

I said, beginning to introduce my uncle to Millie, yet Uncle Lucifer interrupted me. “Your mate, I couldn’t help but notice you address her as ‘love’,” Uncle Lucifer remarked with a sly smile. Despite the uncomfortable situation, Unlce Lucifer wasted no time getting to the matter. “Lovely to meet you. Would you be so kind as to direct me to the book I was summoned for?” I smiled weakly toward my mate, silently apologizing for my uncle’s forwardness. “It’s on the table,” Briar said calmly as she gracefully maneuvered around us, lifted the exquisite red leather book, and presented it to Uncle Lucifer.

He is so nice to me, it feels nice to have someone who takes care of us! I wish Mom could be this caring but since she has gotten Emily, she only thinks about her well-being. "Uncle, did you read all these books?" I asked to keep up a conversation with him. "Most of them!" He answered, not taking his eyes off the laptop. "Uncle, can I read the books?" I asked him, hoping he wouldn't say no. "Dawn, do whatever the fuck you want to do but don't call me uncle!" He harshly said and it was the first time, he was this much harsh with me!

And you Estelle, don't try any more silly escape " I told her and she rolled her eyes. I went straight to my Uncle's room. I met him while writing in a journal. "Hi Uncle " I greeted as I entered his room. Uncle Damien isn't my uncle but my great uncle, he was my grandfather's older brother and he still lives strong and healthy, but everyone calls him Uncle. He's the oldest member of the pack. "Darius, that Rogue girl…" he said, "Can you believe it uncle, she's my mate, like why would the Moon goddess give me such a life partner? " I asked rhetorically. "And I can't reject her, Drogo would never accept"