We Happy Few: Uncle Jack Novels & Stories

Everyone was having a blast on the yacht for Valentine’s Day when my boyfriend, Ethan Hayes, asked me to go tell his uncle I fancied him. “Go on, tell him. You’re a lucky girl if he actually takes a liking to you! Next time we meet, I might even have to call you auntie!” Vivian Lawrence, his childhood sweetheart, was by my boyfriend’s side, smiling triumphantly. Just a few minutes ago, they had shared a glass of cocktail. I clutched the watch in my pocket—bought with two months of my savings to make peace—my heart riddled with holes. Suddenly, a line of live comment lit up before my eyes: “I’m sick of this jerk. Girl, go for the uncle. He’s the real big shot. He’s fancied you for a long time

"I saw you with Alaric. He’s certainly taking his new role seriously." "I’m Elara," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I’m Eleanor Vance. Alaric’s aunt." She looked me over with a clinical interest. "My nephew isn't exactly the nurturing type. I was surprised when I heard he took you in. Usually, Alaric only invests in things that have a guaranteed return." "I’m not an investment," I said. Eleanor tilted her head, a small, knowing smile on her lips. "In Alaric’s world, everything is an investment, dear. The question is, what are you paying him with?"

she asked. He held it out to her, showing her all the little messages people had written on it and the cute drawings. “My uncles decorated it for me.” “These guys are all your uncles?” she asked, not daring to look at the men behind her. “Not real uncles,” Jack said, coming to stand beside Riley. “But these guys all helped raise Riley so,” he shrugged, “that probably makes them better than real uncles.”

Uncle Jacky is probably the umpteenth person. "I'm happy to offer my support without marriage, Uncle. And... why not use your own power?" I referred to the fact that, if it's true, Jackson William has a different kind of influence. I saw Uncle Jacky smile. For this conversation, there's no Mom, Joice, or even Aunt Keira. Purely us who are concerned. Uncle Jacky asked his wife to step aside for a moment—probably because his words earlier clearly touched me.

"Trevon? Or should I call you Jack? My dear Uncle Jack!" The man Peter had just called Uncle was none other than Jack. He narrowed his eyes and let out a soft chuckle. "It's been ages, Peter!" Peter's eyebrows knitted together, a glint of anger in his eyes. "Uncle Jack? What's that about? You took my wife three years ago, and what are you doing now?"

"Bring her out, right now!" I breathed out, fixing my hair and my face, with the best I could, everything except my dignity. “Hi, Uncle,” I said softly as I crawled out. Nolan’s expression flickered in two expressions at once, still angry, but relieved it was me. His son's wife and not someone else. “I’m sorry I overheard everything,” I said, placing a hand on Jack’s shoulder. “But Uncle, I can assure you the rumors are baseless. Jack has been nothing but good to me.”

He gestures with his hands. “I never really knew what the fuss about boys was. I just wanted to study and keep my hands busy with some project. But now with Jack, from the first moment I set my eyes on him by the lake, I felt something, Uncle.” “Ooh, how I miss being young and in love,” Uncle Buck jokes. “Before I forget, Jack said I should remind you that he will come and get the horses tomorrow.” He smiles. “Thank you for reminding me. I will go out first thing tomorrow morning to prepare the horses.”

Jack nodded in a meaningful manner before he got up and left. As soon as Jack left the mansion, Adam immediately said, “Second Uncle, Mr. Yaleman is a very well-known master from Mystery Court. How can a liar like Charlie even be compared to him? This time, Mr. Yaleman is even willing to help to solve our family problems without even taking a single penny from us!”

"What's up?" "I'm glad you're home," Juke said. "From now on I don't feel lonely anymore." Vivian smiled. "You must be the happiest person." Juke shook his head. "I think my uncle is the happiest person. Thank you, aunt." Vivian laughed. "For what?"

"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.