Zuko's Uncle Name Novels & Stories

“Who are you to lecture me, sir? You heard me. I told you that I’m sorry.” “Who am I?” He repeated and smirked at me. Yes, who the fuck are you? I saw him in the villa. Needless to say, he and David knew each other. Or maybe… he and that woman? I don’t know. “I’m Gavin Palma–David’s uncle.” My jaw left on the floor.

Next to the tray lay a neatly folded, incredibly plush black silk robe and a small, handwritten note in that elegant, sharp cursive she recognized instantly. “You slept like a log, little birdie. I had to restrain myself from waking you up for a second round. Eat everything, soak until your body stops aching, and don't think about James. I’ve already taken care of your schedule for today. You’re mine to look after now.” — A, your favorite uncle.

"Indeed, your master, Zhikong, is an extremely powerful person. It's no exaggeration to call him a Peerless Master Pro." Said Uncle Zhabu. "Then how did you beat my master after you came out of the tunnel with your daughter in your arms? Are you more powerful than him?" Shen Mengyi asked Uncle Zhabu in confusion. Uncle Zhabu was not angry at this question. He just slowly stood up and said to everyone, "Follow me to the outside of the room." As he spoke, Uncle Zhabu held his daughter's hand and walked out. Zhou Tian and the others all followed him out. Han Fei also asked to go out. Shen Mengyi asked Liang Wenlong to carry him out.

“Considering my sister, don’t try to court death. If you try to court death again, I will definitely take your life!” “You b*stard, are you my uncle?” Yang Xiao glared at him as he was stomped on the ground. Xu Huixian said anxiously, "Xiao'er, don't talk back! He's your second uncle, Xu Hong!" “Uncle? I’m sorry! I don’t admit that I have a nephew like you. Someone like you will only become a humiliation to me! With your current strength, you’re utterly unworthy of being called my nephew. If you want to rescue your mother, then at the very least, you must possess the strength of the Martial God before we have the qualifications to attach importance to you!” Xu Hong spoke with an icy cold voi

We watched him as he walked and I saw the smirk on Lizzy’s face. “I didn’t know you know the word ‘flirting’,” she said to me. “I don’t. I was asking him something and he just ignored me.” I sighed heavily and crossed my arms on my chest. “He’s hot, though,” she said, teasing me. I just rolled my eyes when she said that. “Who is he, anyway?” Lizzy asked me. “His name is Zion. He’s Jace’s uncle,” I answered. “Oh. It’s not surprising. They have good genes.” Lizzy chuckled.

Zyan said on the call. "What happened, big boy? With whom you have taken up a fight?" His uncle said. "If I tell you his name you will also refuse so please try to understand, "Zyan told him. "Why you are scaring off when your uncle is alive, tell me who's is it?" His uncle asked. Zyan exhaled and said "Its Sultan" "WHAT? ARE YOU GOING OUT OF YOUR MIND?" His uncle yelled loudly. "I knew it you will say this. I don't understand why no one is helping me" Zyan said lowly.

Uncle Maska warned, his voice becoming edgier. Alan took a closer look at his uncle. Old age had taken its toll on him. The shock of his uncle's sudden illness and the call to return to Zang City had left Alan worried. However, he and his uncle had a tough-love relationship. They were the last living bloodline of the Zang Alpha Truebloods, after all. No matter how much his uncle got on his nerves, Alan always tried to sidestep it. He couldn't push the old man away. They were family, after all. "Is Uncle Jocka really going to try and kill me?" Alan asked as he closed his laptop.

the uncle asked warmly, showing his affection for Zed. "Yes I am fine and you ?" Zed replied, trying to sound calm despite the inner turmoil caused by the unexpected call. "How are you, and the family?" asked the uncle, trying to get news of all the family members. "Everyone is fine and yours?" Zed retorted, eager to show his reciprocal interest in the family situation. "Well. I'd like to see you tomorrow at my house. It's important," the uncle announced in a serious tone, hinting that he had an urgent request to make of Zed.

Out stepped Zeddicus Delmundo with his black and slender walking cane. He slowly shuffled to my side and stared long and hard at the biker girl. "May I know why you are hassling my nephew?" He asked in a loud firm voice. The bikers looked at each other in surprise. "I did not that he was related to you, Key Master, I meant no disrespect," the Biker girl replied nervously. "Well now that you do, what steps do you want to take?" Uncle Zeddicus asked patiently. It was as if he was talking to a spoilt teenager. I almost laughed.

Han interrupted his grandfather. "Tommy Bardi, please bring him here, Han!" The next second, only screams could be heard. A cry like never before seen from Elder Zoku, a cry that tore into the heart of anyone who heard it. Han was curious but refrained from asking; he let his grandfather cry to his heart's content. Han handed the tissue to the grandfather. Zoku's grandfather wiped his tears and then looked back at his grandson. "Tommy is your uncle, Han. He is your father's younger brother from my other wife."