Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off Ex Novels & Stories

Lavender: “What the fuck is going on? Who was that?” I stormed in, and my uncle hastily ended the call. “That was your husband-to-be,” he yelled back at me, shocking me. “Huh? My husband-to-be? Have you lost your mind?” I shouted, standing up for myself. “This is for your own good. No one else will ever marry you. But him—he’s willing to give you respect and a place in his home,” he reasoned, as if I’d actually accept the husband he had picked out for me.

… In an instant, my son and I instinctively wiped the smile from our faces. I was not surprised that he found us so quickly. After all, we had not officially divorced yet, and many of our assets were still tied together. My son looked at me nervously and quietly asked, “Mommy, what should we do about Uncle Parker?” I gently patted his head and told him, “I need to have a good talk with Uncle Parker. Can you go upstairs and play for a while?” He hesitated for a moment but then nodded. After he went upstairs, I opened the door.

“You know I am famous, that is why you are being kind? For a reward. You will be rewarded handsomely, but don’t you dare say a word of this to the public. My husband is a very powerful man. He can—” “I don’t fucking care about your husband!!!” he roared. I was scared. I never knew Uncle could be that loud and scary. “And I don't care about your reward,”he said, this time quietly. Then he left the room and shut the door.

My fur babies’ bravery made him think twice before acting. And… that was my cue! I straightened, letting every ounce of my authority as Alpha Carlos’s marked Luna coat my words. “I don’t like the way you talk to me, Uncle!” I said, my voice sharp and unflinching. “You are my husband, Alpha Carlos’s uncle, and I respect you for that. You should also respect this relationship between us.” The air crackled with tension, and he looked at me as if seeing someone entirely different. This Luna version of an omega Harley was undoubtedly surprising for those who took me as a harmless bug.

“Earlier this morning, you didn’t let me finish.” “I have told you, if this is about my wife, do not interfere between us, I’ll handle my house affairs.” “No, this isn’t about your wife, it’s about the company. Your uncle has begun making his move.”

he points finally to Dante. My eyes stay wide open in shock sharing a locked look with Dante, “Lord I married my ex-husband's uncle.”

He asked bluntly, leaving even angry Zara stunned. He got up, walking toward Kendrick, “Because from what I’ve noticed you’ve been doing the latter.” He leaned in whispering to Kendrick ear, “Don’t forget you are her ex-husband’s uncle.” Kendrick scoffed, shoving Ace’s hand off his shoulder, “Step Uncle.” He corrected in a whisper, then he rose facing Ace head on, “And, it’s not a taboo." The ladies stared in confusion, as their conversation became less and less audible.

“Wait, does this mean that you actually sorting out the gifts in the lounge area was real?” She nodded and the sudden knot in my chest tightened. “Yes, you were pissed that Verena was ignoring you and you did everything to infiltrate her space,” My breath became long and ragged. “So, does this mean that it is true that my uncle plans on getting married to my ex-wife?” “I don't know but I guess it is true,” Those words were enough to send me spiraling as a guttural scream tore from my throat. Stacey flinched, fear in her eyes as she shifted. “How long have I been out?”

Grace thought she had finally found a family when the wealthy Wells family adopted her. To win their love, she became everything they wanted—obedient, perfect, and the ideal substitute for their lost daughter. The only person she truly believed cared for her was her boyfriend, Lucas Marino. But her world shattered the day the real daughter returned. Overnight, Grace was cast aside, treated as nothing but a shadow of someone else. Lucas, the man she trusted most, revealed his true heart—he had only ever seen her as a stand-in. Heartbroken and betrayed, grace got drunk and an got in an accident. The accident brought her face-to-face with Ethan Marino—Lucas’s uncle and the powerful head of

Xena. I gasped for breath, my legs still aching from the last round. Yet Dante stood over me like this was nothing but probably another of his one night stands. The bed was wet beneath me, wet from my juices. I stared at the ceiling for a while, the memories of his thing inside of me played over and over again. "Are you alright?” He asked, buttoning up his shirt. "I can't believe," I said slowly, still not looking at him, "that I just slept with my ex-husband's uncle."