Uncle Remus Books Novels & Stories

the Dire Wolf whispered to another beside him as he felt the sun soak his dark fur. Remus threw a gaze back at the Dire Wolf and managed a smile. "What's funny Remus?" Lucian asked as they kept walking steadily towards Widow's Woods. "Nothing, it's just that I also feel the same way as my brother feels but I've been so consumed by anger that I fail to notice the little good things happening recently" Remus mused. Lucian chuckled. "Don't worry Remus, my father may have treated you and yours badly but I'll change all__" BOOM!! an explosion flung all the werewolves into the air and they landed heavily on the sand.

My face, as straight as my spine. Uncle Niall placed the book back; his fingers ran across several books before clinging onto a red one—one that stood amidst the black books like it was lost—pulling it out. His eyes fixed on the dull white pages of the book. “Unfamiliar or threatening?” The flutters of the paper punctuated the lingering tension in the office. “What’s unfamiliar about my face?” He flashed a hideous, malicious, and demonic smile.

Amy , main protagonist who is seen as a archeologist working under the Cairo museum. Tut ,an ancient mummy whose whereabouts is still unknown and is also the main protagonist of this story. After Amy's parents death, her uncle was the only family she could relay on. He was also an archeologist who was in a senior position in the museum . Everything was good in her life except for her parents void space. She was able to enjoy her life with her uncle and her boyfriend robert.

Everything felt more confusing than the way Alice had felt in Wonderland. What was all this? First I got myself a tattoo (which I'm sure Mum and Dad wouldn't want to see), then I found out that my cousin was a fairy, or looked like one, then we met this humongous man with tornado from his waist down. As if that was not enough, my uncle was able to hypnotise him just so he wouldn't have to spend so much. My own best friend, Roy, is a what? Savage beast?! Somebody punch me in the face, I'm not sure I can still bleed. “I'm glad your savage beast has not been hurt, let's hurry before he wonders why we're still here,” said Uncle Ramsey, pointing to the tax collector.

"And he commented that our book was boring because there was no images in it." Her mouth rounded into o shape, finally realizing everything. "That's why he looked at my books with fear." "I think he fears that you will ask him to read those books together." Ruby laughed, shaking her head in disbelief. She seemed not to expect this kind of reaction as well. "There are Legos, Uncle." Austin voice was heard, drawing our attention to him again. Now, he pointed a corner where they displayed several sets of Legos. "I can't have it, right, Uncle?" He sounded like affirming himself rather than asking. He got a new set from Mom a week ago, and there is no rule we buy one each other.

it will be an easy win. "Believe me...my uncle is better than that... Plus this place is impenetrable... I... And my father knows what kind of creature he is... so you don't have to worry." Farhan explained. Remus gave a long snort. He didn't know it would be this complicated.

She had gifted me more jewelry than I could count, and I made sure to always cherish them. Grandma and I were done viewing the gold she kept for me, and I was back in the dining room where the chairs and table were being set up when Aaron suddenly walked closer. “My uncle is here already,” he said, and my brows pulled together slightly. “Uncle?” I asked in a whisper, confused and in need of clarity. “It’s the reason for the welcome dinner, dummy. Could you have some sense?” My throat locked, and a lump formed in my throat, but I swallowed gently.

Honestly, as I looked around the room, if you took away the performers, it reminded me of the rut scenes from Lisa Ladew’s One True Mate series. Yes, I read smutty shifter romance. Blame Uncle Alex! He’s the one who reads those books, even before he knew Aurelia was a werewolf. I picked them up because it is entertaining to see all the various takes on the reality we live in as humans in the supernatural world. We have a shifter smut book club. Uncle Alex started it, and it expanded over the years. Even members from the Sicilian packs are involved, like Zoe and André.

Next to the tray lay a neatly folded, incredibly plush black silk robe and a small, handwritten note in that elegant, sharp cursive she recognized instantly. “You slept like a log, little birdie. I had to restrain myself from waking you up for a second round. Eat everything, soak until your body stops aching, and don't think about James. I’ve already taken care of your schedule for today. You’re mine to look after now.” — A, your favorite uncle.

Easton Lemerie:- I returned back to the palace along wit hmy Uncle who was badly injured and bitten by a poisnous werewolf who left his bite to give him a slow and painful death but that wolf doesn't know whose Uncle did he bit. I will find that fucking bastard and kill him by ripping his every single part into pieces after he gives me the cureto the wound. " Your highness," one of my men approached me with a shaky tone and looked at his feet in nervousness. I ignored him for the time being because my uncle life was at stake and nothing matters to me at the moment.