Uncle Remus On Madison Novels & Stories

"I just wanted to talk to my sister, but she brought this… this devilish man to bully me! You have to teach him a lesson for me." The man standing beside me chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Devilish man? Teaching a lesson to me? Very interesting!" He turned to Jacob. "Is this how you're introducing me to others? Well, how are you going to teach me a lesson, Jacob?" Jacob’s panic was quite evident on his face, "No! No, Uncle, she’s mistaken." He turned to Jessica, with a sharp tone. "Jessie, what exactly are you doing? Apologize to my uncle right now!"

The doors opened and the pen slipped from my hands. He walked in. My mystery man from last night. His eyes scanned the room before eventually falling on mine and my breath seized. He was even more gorgeous up close. "I see you started the session without me, Matt.” He said, a stern look on his face. "U-Uncle," Matt stuttered, rising to his feet. Everyone bowed their heads while I stared in shock. The man I had slept with, the mystery man, was Matt's uncle? The Alpha of my pack?!

Two winter seasons. That is exactly how long my wolf has been bound to the most dominant, manipulative alpha male in the Raven Hollow Pack Settlement. Kenny Liu knows exactly how to handle my body. He knows the precise way to reel my inner wolf back in with heavy fur blankets, strong fire-whiskey, and a primal, explicit touch under the stars that leaves me completely breathless. But the second the winter sun rises over the pack lands, the alpha mind games start right back up. My best friend Thorne Matthews warns me that alphas only lie when they are trying to keep their partners compliant. I want to believe our sacred bond is real, but Kenny keeps ghosting our connection, disappearing in

Surely the girl who'd be his mate would be so lucky, she thought. Cassian's gaze landed on Rosalie, and he stopped. His eyes scanned her from head to toe, and they shone brightly. A small, knowing smile played on his lips. Rosalie felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her. He’s looking at me, she realized, her heart thundering. He sees the dress. He sees me. But a thought plagued her happiness... He also knew she was an omega. But then, the air temperature plummeted. The crowd parted as a second figure ascended the stairs. He didn't wear white or gold. He was dressed in charcoal black, his presence so heavy and merciless that the cheering died down to a fearful hum. It was the Alpha Uncle

"My favorite niece, are you okay?" her uncle Sandro hugged her. "I-I'm okay, uncle. W-what happened?" she asked, puzzled. "Nothing, everything's fine. Why?" he replied with a smile. "Where's De-Demi?" "He's busy. Let's go inside," he said, guiding her into the room. "How are you, Luna?" "I'm okay, sir," she replied while adjusting the bathrobe she brought earlier. "Someone barged in earlier—they shot at us," she reported to her uncle.

"Your friends? Who?" Fletcher responded quickly. "Just some new friends, I’ll introduce to you and Uncle Noah, of course. We have some important business to discuss." Once, I would leave him alone whenever he said he had business to deal with, which seemed to be his official excuse. This time, he wouldn't believe that Uncle Noah was in the bathroom behind me, taking a shower. "You two fought last time. Did you guys make up so quickly?" "You know, the family won't become enemies."

“I believe everything will become clearer once we proceed with the reading of the will and testament.” Ares gave a small nod and took the last empty seat at the long table, unbuttoning his suit jacket as he sat. He moved with the kind of calm confidence that only made the rest of us look more rattled. I couldn’t stop staring at him. I searched his face for any resemblance to Derek — the same strong jaw, maybe, or the shape of the eyes — but it wasn’t obvious. If he was telling the truth, that would make him Derek’s uncle. Yet he didn’t look old enough. Maybe four years older than Derek at most. Tall, broad-shouldered, with that same quiet intensity, but softer around the edges somehow.

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He looked older than she’d ever seen him. “Hi,” she said. He didn’t smile. She noticed then how distracted he’d been all night, how the sadness had settled deeper into the lines around his mouth. She went to him without thinking. Her arms slid around his waist, while her face pressed to his chest. “Hey, Uncle Damien. It’s okay. Dad will forgive you once he cools off.” He let her hold him. Then he rested his forehead against her hair. “It’s not that, Lils.”

Xander furrowed his brow and thought about what she was saying. "Perhaps a lycan, but they are flea ridden beasts and you should stay far away from them," he stated in disgust. Madeline rolled her eyes and ignored her uncle. She thought the wolf she saw was a handsome creature and was far from flea ridden. Her father king Ambrose entered the room holding a letter.