Your Uncle's My Husband Now Novels & Stories

, the uncle said while holding my hand and smiling at me sadly. “What surgery uncle?” I asked him, looking at his face. My vision was blurred with tears. “I wanted to tell you both about this before but," the uncle said while looking at me and Zanvil. “I didn't want you both to agree on this marriage because of my health issues. But you two agreed to marry each other. And now I have to tell you both why I want you to marry in two weeks”. Uncle swallowed hard “I'm suffering from heart disease and I don't think I will survive my surgery. So before I go from your lives for good, I want to see my children getting married in front of my eyes. I want to see my small family getting completed and ha

"That's my husband. Who are you calling your second uncle?" Eddy felt like there had been an explosion in his brain. "My second uncle's your husband?" Perplexed, Caroline said, "How could your second uncle be my husband? I'm saying that Kirk Morrison is my husband's name." Then, she paused. "Hold on a minute, you just said … Do you mean that your second uncle has the same name as my husband?" Eddy was confuddled. He could only nod slowly. "My second uncle's name is Kirk Morrison."

"Victoria?” I immediately burst out laughing, understanding why Victoria had saved the number that way. Georgina arched a brow in displeasure. "Why are you laughing?" I try to stifle my laugh and then finally wipe the grin off my face. "Nothing. What do you want?” "A bit rude, aren't we?" Georgina arched a brow. "Shouldn't you be greeting your husband's sister-in-law with more warmth?" My eyes suddenly widened, realisation hitting me. Georgina now was not my mother-in-law nor was Andrew was not my father-in-law, he was my brother-in-law and my husband Kenneth, is my nephew!

said next left him dumbfounded. Mrs. Ford Sr. uttered, "Oh, I forgot to mention, while you were away, your uncle got married. And his bride happens to be your former fiancée, Haley." Those words hit him like a lightning bolt, exploding in his ears. James nearly thought he was hearing things, his eyes widening in disbelief. Who got married? His uncle got married? Why did he understand every word individually but couldn't comprehend them together? His mind went blank, and it took him a long time to finally find his voice again.

“None of my business? Hah. Don’t forget, you’re supposed to be marrying me. If you’re going to be my wife, you’ll do as I say.” His tone was commanding. I rolled my eyes. “Who said I was marrying you?” His expression twisted into a mocking smile. “You did. You’re the one who said you’d never marry anyone else. “And besides, there are only two unmarried men in the Fido family, me and Harvey. Harvey’s already engaged. So if not me, who?” “Who said you and Harvey are the only options?” Callum frowned. “You’re not talking about Uncle Jaxon, are you?”

like it was a disease. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. "She has some things to take care of." "Things," He repeated, eyes narrowed. "Like painting in a worn out store in the middle of nowhere?" How did he... I didn't even want to know. My jaw tightened. I should’ve seen this coming, but hearing it out loud annoyed more than I'd anticipated. "That's not anyone's business. It's between my wife and I." "Claiming her after what you did?" My uncle, Marcello, chimed in. His Hazel eyes held it's own when I met his gaze. "She's not supposed to be married to you."

I shook my head in refusal, trying my very best to dispel the thoughts and assumptions that the man I had a one-night stand with after my divorce, the man who had brought me back home, was actually related to my ex-husband and, even worse, his uncle. I laughed like a maniac, my fingers running through each strand of my hair as I kept my gaze locked on the plaque. I was now married to my own ex-husband's uncle? No… that didn't make any sense. It was just all in my head, right? I tried my best to keep my head intact, to keep my thoughts straight, but I just couldn't convince myself that this was all my imagination. It was real. I had signed a marriage contract with my ex-husband's uncle, and e

And he thrust deeper into me, while my moans filled the air. “Go harder!” And he went harder, but then his mask slipped off his face and I could see his face clearly now, which made me freeze, my eyes widening as recognition hit me like a punch to the gut. It was Collins, the uncle of my husband, how on Earth did this happen? How on earth did I end up in bed with him? What have I done! I immediately pushed him,and he released on the bed, his dick still strong. “Collins?” I whispered, my voice shaking as I gently removed my mask.

When I got home my uncle fucked me three times. We got married an I didn't stop fucking my uncle. I would go to visit him so, he could fuck me. He missed me so much he said. Then, one day I came home after fucking him and my husband was home early. He started undressing me and felt the cum in my pussy. That's when I told him about my uncle and how he had fucked me ever since my dad died, when I was younger.

"This thing with Uncle Quentin—it's just to make me jealous, right? You did it 'cause you still love me. I know it." The look in his eyes made my skin crawl. I stayed calm, pulled the marriage certificate from my bag, and opened it. "Shane, Quentin and I are ACTUALLY married. Straight from the office—see the seal? It's legit." His face went pale. Hands shaking. "Why? I'm not even married yet—how could you be so cold and marry someone else first?" I stared at him. "I don't owe you anything. My life doesn't orbit around you. It's over. From now on, we're just relatives. That's it."