Biul
2 Published Stories
Biul's Books and Stories
MY UNCLE MY HUSBAND
Young Adult The story of a man who has been away from home for years. Suddenly got the news that the brothers he loved so much had an accident and were in critical condition.
In his last moments, the big brother tied his beloved little brother so that he would no longer leave the house by marrying him to a girl who was even half his age.
The young girl who was very brave and a little chatty turned out to be a girl of strong opinion. The toughness of the little girl her step father's last testament has entered the heart of a man who for more than 30 years has remained empty without occupants.
The man who initially only wanted to please his big brother at the end of his life turned himself in willingly by the charm of the small and tough girl who had captivated his heart.
They just enjoyed their married life. Someone from the man's past who forced him to leave the house years ago. Come and start disturbing the comfort of the household where he has not lived for a long time.
I'm Indonesian writer.
I personally translated this novel myself, not as a professional translator.
I've done my best to make it fun and easy to read, but it might not be perfect. Thank you so much for your patience, understanding, and support.
My other stories that are still in the process of being translated.
A Girl For The Beasts
My Uncle My Husband
Bringing My Wife Back
The World That Split The Earth
Beast In The Civilization
We Married For Them
My beautiful and handsome readers... I am very grateful to all of you who have visited to read my novels and took the time to view my profile.
I am a fiction writer who actively publishes works across various platforms. My stories explore inner conflicts, human relationships, and the choices that shape character.
Professional contact:
wolfynovelauthor@gmail.com
Or, for more information, you can follow my social media account:
My Instagram: @wolfayra
My YouTube: @wolfynovelauthor
My Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61576589373365
Thank you, happy reading.
You might like
Obsession (Tonight we are young)
bebeeizrael Her nipples tuck at the slim silk as she bounced close to him.
Wrong move!!
He didn't try to move back, he just stood still as he felt something growing rapidly in his zipper area. He swore softly as she angrily tuck her stray hair behind her ears breathing heavily.
"Are you fucking listening?" She yelled, "Oh! You gat to be kidding me, you break into my apartment, went to my kitchen, maybe went through my stuff, and now! YOU.ARE. FUCKING. LOOKING. LIKE. I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL I'M SAYING!".
Williams didn't flinch, he moved closer swiftly, it almost look supernatural. If they had a third party the person would have vouch Melissa was the person who moved.
Weird!
Seconds ago she was a few meters away yelling at him, but there she stood, wrapped in his strong arms. For what felt like an eternity she didn't want to move, there was no possible reason why she felt safe and super wet but she still prefer to be a bitch for a second or more.
It wasn't until Williams smashed his lips on hers in a devouring kiss! He smiled on her lips as she flinched and struggled to pull out but he held her firm, kissing her passionately, kissing her as he had never kissed before. Brave Tom; Or, The Battle That Won
Edward Sylvester Ellis On a certain summer day, a few years ago, the little village of Briggsville, in Pennsylvania, was thrown into a state of excitement, the like of which was never known since the fearful night, a hundred years before, when a band of red men descended like a cyclone upon the little hamlet with its block-house, and left barely a dozen settlers alive to tell the story of the visitation to their descendants. Tom Gordon lived a mile from Briggsville with his widowed mother and his Aunt Cynthia, a sister to his father, who had died five years before. The boy had no brother or sister; and as he was bright, truthful, good-tempered, quick of perception, and obedient, it can be well understood that he was the pride and hope of his mother and aunt, whose circumstances were of the humblest nature. He attended the village school, where he was the most popular and promising of the threescore pupils under the care of the crabbed Mr. Jenkins. He was as active of body as mind, and took the lead among boys of his own age in athletic sports and feats of dexterity.