Zuko's Uncle Name Novels & Stories

A heavy, warm weight settled on the small of his back,a hand so large it seemed to span the entire width of his waist. "Uncle Noah," a deep, vibrating baritone rumbled from behind him. Noah jumped, his wide hips swaying with the sudden movement, and he turned to look up... and up. He blinked, his long lashes fluttering as he met the intense, dark eyes of his nephew.

“He used to have these…episodes when we were younger. After everything that happened with his uncle, he struggled for years and…” “His uncle?” I asked, unable to help myself. “Alpha Kaelor?” “No, that’s his godfather. He had an uncle named Heron. Things happened in the past that just…” she trailed off, rubbing her temples. “Since you don’t already know about it, perhaps it’s not my place to tell you. He wouldn’t be pleased if he found out I told you.” My heart sank. “I understand."

he walks away mid-sentence. Uncle Zuko is a quiet man; he is stoic and never shows any emotion. He also has no mate. Lately I’ve been thinking maybe that is why he is so unhappy. Maybe his mate died? He has never had a chosen mate either. He does go into the nearby town sometimes, he goes on dates with human ladies, that’s what Mommy says. But I always hope the Moon Goddess will give him a second chance mate.

Traizle After sending Layzen and Lyndon to their schools, Zarsuelo and I went to his uncle's house. He received a call from his uncle, saying they had finished reviewing the CCTV videos they had gotten. "Here you guys are," A man, I think he is in his forties, "Come inside. Welcome to our humble abode, Miss." He added, smiling, and did not even forget to wink at me. Zarsuelo was on my side, blocking my way. "Don't wink at her, Uncle Vin!" I heard Zarsuelo saying to his uncle.

Though he looked to be around the age of her grandmother, he still seemed quite strong and energetic… Shaking the thought off, Xavia was prompted to ask, “…This is…?” “He’s my fourth uncle. He learned of your existence back when he was still in jail,” explained Zivon as he poured a cup of tea before placing it before the Fourth Master. Following that, he poured a glass of juice for Xavia. Regardless, now that she knew who the elder was, Xavia smiled before respectfully greeting, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Fourth Uncle.” Upon hearing that, the elder chuckled in response… and it was then when Xavia realized that she had addressed the elder the same way Zivon had! She should’ve only called h

Even the smile got me dreading what’s behind it. “Your Highness.” He bowed slightly in acknowledgment of my mate. “How have you been my prince?" He said so casually to him, which had me wondering if they have a close relationship between them. "Uncle Maxwell.” Zeid nodded back to him. Uncle… Since when did he have an uncle? I don’t think I have heard anything about the late King or the Queen having any siblings. ‘Uncle Maxwell’ averted his gaze on me with a look that I could not decipher but, as earlier, had me wanting to cringe within me, but I contained myself and gave him a tight-lipped smile.

Reddy could not hide the conflict in her heart; she said, "Master, how can you… The Jade Sect doesn't have that precedence." 'If that guy becomes Master's junior brother, wouldn't he be my senior uncle to me? How is that possible?' "Shut up!" When she heard that, Zoey's beautiful face froze. She glanced coldly at Reddy. "I have decided. You don't have to speak anymore. Shouting and yelling—what nonsense is this? Come here and greet your senior uncle!" Her tone sounded calm but was firm. Reddy's body trembled. Although she was reluctant, she bowed to Darryl. "Greetings, Senior Uncle!"

"You're back, Zoe?" At that moment, a middle-aged man walked out. "Third uncle." Zoe called out to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man nodded. His face was plastered with a smile. However, his smile froze the moment he saw Lucas. "You… you… you…" The middle-aged man was stunned. Like the few disciples of the Shanks family, he was unable to complete his statement. "What's wrong, third uncle?" Zoe was puzzled as she could not comprehend the reason behind their puzzled expressions.

She had a determined look on her face, and I could tell that she was deep in thought. “What is it?” I asked. “Your uncle’s stuff.” I blink…completely taken aback. “Uncle?” Mother nodded then looks at me, “Your father’s brother, Azariel.”

"It was Uncle Zuku who was a bad man. Why was my brother blamed and called bad as well?" I took a deep breath and held her hands, trying to find the right words to explain it to her. "Aria dear," I began, "your Uncle Zuku was a soul shifter. In the werewolf world, soul shifters are evil. They can swipe as many souls as they want, and at the same time, they can destroy a human from within and kill them in a second. We thought he was the only one, but soon we found out that your brother also has that same power."