Uncle Tetsu Sawtelle Novels & Stories

I strictly warned him. The smile was rubbed off his face in a instant, he glared at me with a murderous look, “Your whole family is a joke, your uncle was just hear muttering similar nonsense from his lips” Hmmm, I leaned back in my seat. That I had not expected, for Uncle Wyatt, to beat me to something I desire, perhaps I was too relaxed, underestimating him. “Silence Tatum” Mr Gretes ordered, he then turned to me, “Your offer is tempting little girl”

~ODETTE At first, my heart sank. I took in a shaky breath. Thoughts ran through my mind. The demon Uncle had finally revealed his true nature and I could lose my life if I made the wrong move. I released another shaky breath as I felt my wolf stir with a feeling I could not understand. Was it excitement? I pushed it aside and locked my eyes with his. His crimson eyes glowed even brighter as if he could see that I was daring him. Then I smiled.

"Hold her. Theft of a sacred artifact goes to the Pack Council." Rough hands clamped on my arms. Then, a sound cut through the tension. The deep, resonant purr of a powerful engine. The crunch of gravel right outside the manor doors. Everyone froze. The front door was pushed open slowly. Silas stood on the threshold. He wore a tailored suit. Not pack robes. His presence was a deep freeze. It wasn't just silence. It was the stillness that falls when a storm cloud gathers overhead. The air grew heavy, charged with an authority that made Caspian's Alpha aura feel like a child's tantrum in comparison.

Just the picture might have been fine, but there was a large caption in bold letters below it. “THEY ARE UNCLE AND NIECE. SHINGI FUSAYA SHOULD RECONSIDER BEFORE HIRING IMMORAL EMPLOYEES.”

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

"Sofia. Daddy is here. Can you talk to your mom for me? Tell her not to do this. I do not want a divorce." Leonardo thought Sofia would soften. Sofia used to be the one who ran to Leonardo every time Leonardo came home, wrapping her arms around Leonardo's legs, calling "Daddy" over and over. But this time, Sofia just stepped half a pace behind me. Quietly, Sofia said, "Uncle Leonardo, you should go take care of your other kid. Do not bother me and my mom anymore." Leonardo went rigid. Leonardo's hand hung in the air. "Sofia, I am your daddy. Why are you calling me uncle?"

Sandro headed down ahead of them. "Uncle really is always hungry," she said, shaking her head. "Let him be, he's an old bachelor now," Demi joked.

“Miss Storm.” Eveline stood rooted to the spot as he walked into the room, a polite smile on his lips. He walked over to her, stretching out his hand. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Dr. Roswood. I’ll be handling your father’s case.” She couldn’t say a word. Her lips wouldn’t move and her brain went blank. Was this a prank? Lucien Roswood, Shane’s uncle? He wasn’t wearing the sweatpants anymore.

T O W A R D S T H E E V E N I N G, just a few blocks away from Natasha’s place, Lucas appeared at the entrance of his uncle Mac’s tech store of the same name. “Well,” started his uncle, “look who decided to show up.” “Late football practice,” was Lucas’s response as he set down his school bag next to a shelf packed with Life Cell batteries. “Naah! Don't mind me,” added his uncle, waving a hand in his direction, “heard you got a scholarship!”

, right? “Also, there’s Wilson Gillete! Uncle Jason refused to show Wilson any respect as well, Grandpa!” Hugh inhaled sharply because he found everything to be unbelievable! Hugh was being way too kind to Wolfenden Corp. “How do you address Mr. Queen?” asked Hugh. “Uncle Jason…” Sadie was stunned for a moment before she said soon afterward, “Uncle Jason was being rather friendly and treated us with much courtesy without any ounce of contempt toward our Wolfenden Corp.”