Novel & Cerita Uncle Ruckus With Normal Eyes

he called out, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority that seemed to cut through the tension in the room. “There you are,” Frank muttered under his breath, his voice carrying a dark undertone as he turned to face his uncle. Zach descended the stairs slowly, his gaze locked on Frank, watching him with a mixture of curiosity and caution. He didn’t miss the storm brewing in Frank’s eyes or the way his nephew’s fists clenched tightly at his sides. Something was wrong, something deeper than he could see on the surface. "Frank, what’s going on?" Zach asked, stopping a few steps above him, his voice steady.

She probed, with her brows knitted together in suspicion. "It wasn't... Um... " He sputtered as his face suddenly reddened and beads of sweat formed all over his face. "It wasn't intentional! " Luna Rachael countered sharply. My Uncle narrowed his amber eyes at her dubiously. "What do you mean by that? Because from what I've observed so far, it says otherwise. " She laughed nervously.

Uncle said, smiling. "I did what you told me. She's a bad girl. I thought she was Daddy's friend. So I punched her like you told me to punch someone in the eyes if they bully me." I glared at Uncle, but he chuckled and showed me a peace sign. While Matthew also chuckled as well as Aunty. "Good girl," Uncle said proudly. "Uncle!! I glare at him again. "Arabella, you shouldn't punch someone. You know it's wrong, baby."

Compassion flittered in his eyes, but again, I refused his comfort and I looked away. "Don't you guys think it's interesting that Tru's uncle is a terrorist. Sorry, Tru, suspected terrorist," corrected Conrad. "And her aunt is a super healer usemi/idimmu who murdered her sister? And, that they are both on the run from the Nasaru? Don't you think we should start looking into Tru's parents?" "Oh, come on, guys," scoffed Ruthie. "I've met her uncle and he's so not a bad guy. Besides, he's not even her real uncle."

Then he controlled his features. My uncle stepped forward, and the look on his face sent a chill down my spine. “Adam Russo. Welcome to my territory.” Adam smiled bitterly. “I would have won the race if you hadn’t shot out my tires.” My eyes grew wide. Provoking my family in a situation like that was madness. My uncle’s expression became harder. Mateo had already taken his knife out, and Drake looked ready to plunge his dagger into Adam as well. Only Dad remained back. He was a restrained man but his stance was off.

"Yeah, well, I thought someone was being murdered." His uncle let out a raspy chuckle. "Not today, girl." I shot him a glare. "Great. So, just to clarify, trying to shoot me was normal, but this—" I gestured wildly at their bruised and battered forms. "This is just family fun?" His uncle smirked, looking at me, “You are very fitting for the Aldoracco family." Then he turned to Kelvin, “I like her already.” I groaned, dragging a hand down my face. They were all insane.

"Yes, boss!" While Uncle Jack has his own I also noticed some changes like his looks turns into some bold madman hunk. His appearance is intimidating. His eyes were lifeless, full of sadness and anger. The last time I saw him in Manila, his damn delicious to ogle. His soft features leave your imagination.

Nico POV Reluctantly my cousin backed down and straightened the lapels of his suit jacket, glared my way with a promise that we weren’t done, then made his way down the hall. Muscles relaxed, the tick in my jaw eased, yet my fist remained balled and the anger still simmered. “I don’t trust him.” Uncle Lucas smiled. “I don’t think anyone trusts rex. The key is to just always keep your eyes open whenever he’s around, make sure that what’s yours is protected at all times.”

He dismisses Darwin with a wave, and he leaves us alone. I'm about to get the usual lecture. The one where I'm scolded and I talk back just to piss him off, then shut up and wait for him to wrap it up. "What's it going to be next? Snogging a teacher?" Lucas Whitlock, my uncle, says aloud, eyebrows knitted—and I chuckle, amused by his imagination. His white-blonde hair is slightly tousled from running his fingers through it. Dark blue eyes, bearing a glint of frustration, anger, and every other emotion I’m used to, stare back at me.

mommy whispered while nuzzling my back. "Hi Ulysses, how's my favorite nephew?" William asked enthusiastically then sat down next to Uly. "Uncle William, is that you?" "Yes, baby! your handsome uncle and I have something for you." Then he reached for a box and handed it to Uly. "Uncle, I can't see that. I can't see anything uncle and I only saw darkness." William's eyes sad then took a deep breath. "Don't worry baby it won't take so long. Trust me you'll see soon because your daddy Eugene and I will do everything to get your eyesight back."