Who Is Uncle Fester Novels & Stories

“U-uncle, it’s me, Brody. I’m from Nathan Coleman’s family. Yeah, that’s me! I got beaten up by some guy from the Xenoses in Cansington. I’m not sure about his background, but I think his name was probably Zack. What? Will you look into it? Okay, okay!” Brody’s uncle was indeed a general’s secretary in North Cansinton’s Military Region. He never expected his uncle to agree so readily. After the phone call, Brody strode back confidently and promised, “I’ve already made the call. My uncle will look into Zack and settle the matter very soon.” Lex’s gloomy expression eased up and praised, “The Colemans sure are capable!” “Granpa, you’re flattering us. We’re very humble people,” Brody said pridef

“I know this is going to sound crazy but just listen to what I’m about to tell you and trust me that it’s the truth.” I swore I heard him gulp nervously before saying, “okay, what is it?” There was no escaping his so I blurted it out. “Phraser told me that we may have found your uncle.” “What?” Cas sounded confused and I could not blame him. “I do not have an uncle. Well, technically I do but he ran away after my grandfather disowned him.” “Well, we found that uncle.” I stood and started pacing around the waiting room. “He’s here in NYC and he goes by the name Mario.”

He smirks, “Firstly, thank you for the compliment on my fucking abilities. Secondly, if it makes you feel any better I’m not as healthy as I look. I’m still recovering from your little stunt, but I was fortunate to have a doctor who caught it fast and gave me a good treatment plan. A lot of people in the underworld use him for emergencies.” I clench my molars and feel a tick in my jaw, “Would his name be Vsevolod by any chance?” I ask through gritted teeth. “So you’ve heard of him,” he says unsurprised. “Of course, I have. He’s my uncle. Well, step-uncle, technically,” I say reluctantly. Blood or no blood, he’s been my Uncle all my life and he’s family either way. He blinks in surprise and t

" What if I tell my uncle that we are both dating? " She scoffed and bitter anger surged through her and she rolled her eyes ."Is that the best you can come up with?" And how about I tell your uncle that you have been embezzling funds from his company." she threatened back and watched his eyes narrowed into a slit in fear. He stepped back a little and she smiled ." How about you start calling me Auntie now?" He was already turning red about to say something when Rafael came . "I can see you both are getting to know each other?"

Charvie was quick to place a hand on Jessamine's lips. "Stop being noisy, I said mine calmly." "Bryan's uncle, Is he old? Like old... white-haired old." Jessamine lowered her voice, trying not to yell. 'Old...nah, she was sure Cruz was older than her, because being her ex's uncle says it all, but not the kind of old Jessa had in mind...Jessa loved hot guys and she could die for one, if she saw Cruz, she wondered what would be her reaction.' "I had no choice, he was better than a cheat." Charvie shrugged keeping Jessamine in a suspense Jessa didn't like.

The light in our house dimmed forever. The triplets : Caspian, Silas, and Soren — were only sixteen back then, but they stepped up without hesitation. They called me their Little Star. They promised to protect me from every shadow. For years, they kept that promise. Caspian’s quiet strength made me feel safe. Silas’s steady presence grounded me. Soren’s warm laughter and playful affection made me feel truly alive. I loved them with every piece of my young heart. They weren’t just my guardians — they were my world. And for a while, I believed I was theirs too.

There was silence now, and I presumed I had the floor now to say what I wanted. "You're done talking, right? Old or not, your uncle looks way way better than you or your father can ever imagine, Daniel. So don't get all bogie about yourself." I chuckled. "You know, you are actually a nobody without my wealth. Your dad has nothing apart from being a lapdog for your grandfather. And to talk about your uncle who you address as old, he has everything, everything you will never be able to have on your own Daniel." I paused and could see the defeated look on Daniel's face.

"Wow, what a sharp tongue! I guess, you inheret that to your uncle Sandy." "Shhhoooo! shut up Demi. We're going. Thank you for not shooting Maine," her uncle jokingly wink at Demi. "Let's go uncle. I'am going to die looking at you two. An old bastards!" "Hey, don't call me that way," her uncle defend himself, "bye Demi." "Hey, young lady, are you not going to thank me for saving you?" Demi insisted. "No!" and she walk away on that house. "That stupid rat has a nerve to asked my gratitude to him? naaah!! Just wait and see Demi!" she was really irritated.

A year later, I bought a villa in the heart of the city and had Mom move in with me. I would occasionally check on Uncle Steve and Aunt Valerie in the underground casino. Uncle Steve was always scrubbing the toilets with the only hand he had left while Aunt Valerie kneeled nearby and wiped the floors. Her face was always covered with bruises that were left by the patrons of the casino. They didn't dare lift their heads when they spotted me. They would huddle in a corner and tremble violently. As for Jordan, I heard that he didn't last even six months after he was sent to Maradona. His empty corpse was thrown into the river after they harvested all his organs.

“I usually drive a convertible, but we’ll go with the safest option today.” Eveline scoffed lightly. “You think I can’t handle it?” Peter gave her a knowing look, with a smirk. “I’m worried you might enjoy it too much. And I want whoever’s in your belly to know that their uncle took care of Mom when they were still tiny.” A second uncle? The realization hit Eveline hard and fast, that she didn’t have to process the sob before it hit. Peter immediately panicked, pausing abruptly. “What? Did I say something wrong? I didn’t mean that I wanted to be a part of their life—if you think that’s too fast or—