Uncle Taboo Novels & Stories

“I take it this book is unique and only exists here.” He nodded. “You’re clever, like your mother. So stay that way. Anything that happens between these walls must stay hidden. If you’re caught, burn your tongue before you sell us out. One wrong move and we’re doomed.” He got up, Evelyn in his arms and walked away, closing the door behind him. He made it sound as if spreading the secret was a huge offense. Well, I understood what grandpa said. But for my Uncle to make it sound taboo, it was extreme.

“I don’t care about the hours. I missed you. Does being his Uncle mean I can't miss you?” "Being his Uncle, mean we can't be in bed together, I'd thought you're a friend on maybe a business partner of the Carter's at worst" I turned to him, folding my hands under my bossom, "But an 'Uncle'? That's family, and a whole generation of difference at that" "We can't be together" I concluded, My eyes on him.

Nonetheless, I knew we were not meant to be, so I wrote my feelings for him in the diary. If Benjamin had not read the diary, I would have lived on as the obedient niece… but that was not the case. He read my diary and tore it into pieces. He thought I was disgusting to develop a romantic feeling for him. "What is wrong with you? I'm your uncle! Yes, we're not related by blood, but I'll forever be your uncle. And that's all!"

I asked because it appears that the men I bumped into earlier weren't simple. Their aura was choking just like Tyson's, but he had grace with his, while those men had brutality. They looked really dangerous, and even though my uncle is a scum, I don't think he should be involved with those men. “It’s nothing you should be concerned about, what you should be more concerned about is making Tyson Reed head over heels for you, and I think you are doing a good job.” “A good job? What did you mean by that?” I asked. “Did you not go to his house today to seduce him, I appreciate the effort, but don't just play around with him make sure you tricked him into tying the knot.” My uncle said, and I felt

Izzy asked in a whisper, barely able to breathe, as she looked at her uncle, who was her mother’s brother. "I-I'm sorry, Izzy. Y-you didn’t make it in time for your mom. A-ate Hilda is gone..." Her uncle said, tears flowing as he struggled to breathe. Hearing those words, Izzy was overwhelmed with deep pain and regret. Her uncle spoke again. "Ate Hilda is dead, Isabel..." It felt like a bomb exploded in her ear, and those five words from her Uncle Pedring shattered her heart. Words she thought she would never hear again, especially after her mother had recovered completely.

Camille added, loud enough for people to hear. Murmurs suddenly filled the hall. I knew what she was doing, she was trying to further humiliate me. "If you hadn't already married my uncle, I would have considered making you my concubine at least. . ." He paused as he allowed his words to sink. "How unlucky you are." That was another slap to my face. He disrespected my status as his uncle's wife and openly commented on making me his concubine. I suddenly hated that Adrian had to be the one to inherit the throne. He was nowhere near fit to rule.

The young man just shrugged ignoring his uncle’s reprimand, “Gabi, why don’t you check the seat at the cinema if it’s clean. I have something to discuss with Uncle.” Hurriedly, she exited towards the hallway to the storage to get the cleaning tools. She wondered what they are going to discuss. She wondered it’s about her. The old man seems upset that she was touching the gown. There are things between the uncle and his nephew that seem strange to Gabi. Rafa seems self-assured and his uncle seems to accept the younger man’s authority. Is it the old man’s way of handing the reigns to his nephew? She wondered…

he commented, his eyes carrying his warm smile. “ One miserable old goat Like my uncle. They want you to be sad when they're sad. They want you uncomfortable because something makes them uncomfortable. You shouldn’t smile too much when they are not laughing. That is a sign of you checking yourself into rehab soon enough because they will kick that smile off until you can't discern on how to personaly stay happy.” “ Your grandfather in his right plays the bull very well, but he is more honorable. Than whatever my uncle can ever amount to. He is family. It doesn't matter if I'm there by your side in this skin. Fact is, I'm not sending you in there alone.”

"What I should or shouldn't do is not for you to remind me." Damon's voice was as cold as winter frost, each word carrying unquestionable authority. As his words fell, the atmosphere in the office instantly dropped to freezing point. Spencer could even feel the dangerous aura permeating the air. He quietly stepped back two paces, trying to minimize his presence. Clark's face turned red with anger, veins bulging on his forehead. He had been suppressed by this uncle since childhood, falling far short of him in both family status and business achievements. Now he had to watch helplessly as his uncle coveted his wife, dealing his self-esteem an unprecedented blow.

The moment my eyes met purple ones, we both knew and had a mutual understanding about how we had messed up. “Aria, this is your father's brother, your older uncle, you can call him Uncle Ronald.” Oblivious to the tension between us, Mrs.Laura said.