My Uncle?!!!
Chapter 1
Author
Hey everyone, I’m Dusk—your author! Super excited to start this journey with you. Let’s dive right into Chapter 1, shall we?
Aurelius Kingston (ML)
For the last time, Elijah—fuck off. How many times do I have to reject you before it sinks in? You're lucky you're my friend’s son, or I would've dealt with you a long time ago.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Please, Uncle... I love you. I’m not playing games—I mean it.
Luca wren
(Softly, resting a hand on Aurelius’s arm)
Aurelius, love... don’t be so cold. He’s just a kid, let him figure out his heart.
Elijah hurls the book across the room, eyes blazing.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
What the actual fuck is this book?! First of all, the main lead—Aurelius—is a certified asshole. Second, Luca? Total sweetheart, undeservedly stuck in this mess.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
And third—why the hell does the dumbass side character have my name?! Like, seriously? He's a walking embarrassment.
Elijah’s friend raises a brow, peeking over his shoulder.
Elijah's friend
You’re reading a BL novel again?
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Fuck off, I’m pissed.
Elijah's friend
You’re literally the CEO of Whitmore & Co.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
And CEOs can’t enjoy a little gay drama now?
Elijah's friend
Fine, why are you mad?
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
(Slamming the book shut)
Because this book is stupid. Same recycled trash—cold, emotionally constipated main lead, cinnamon roll love interest, slow burn, blah blah, they fall in love. Yawn.
Elijah's friend
So, what's the problem?
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
It has a side character named Elijah freakin’ Whitmore. Same name as me. And he’s a dumbass 20-year-old who's head over heels for the 35-year-old main lead, who just so happens to be his dad’s best friend!
Elijah's friend
(Bursts out laughing)
Dude, the author probably got inspiration from you.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Shut up. I became CEO at 25 and turned it into a billion-dollar company by 29. I’m nothing like that dumbass disaster version of me.
Elijah finally made it home after a long-ass day of pretending to work while sneakily devouring that BL novel under the desk. Yeah, he’s the CEO—but priorities, babe.
Chapter 2
He slammed the door shut, threw off his blazer, and immediately pulled out his phone.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
(grumbling)
Stupid book. Stupid Elijah Whitmore. Who even names a dumbass side character after me?
He collapsed on the couch, rage-typing like a man on a mission.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Comment #1
(On author's social media account)
Why is the side character named Elijah Whitmore?? Like get a grip, author. He’s a 20-year-old disaster with no braincells. Do better.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Comment #2:
Main lead is 35 and dating his bestie’s kid? Jail. Literally jail.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Comment #3
As someone who’s ACTUALLY named Elijah Whitmore, I’m offended. I would never simp for a cold, emotionally unavailable man like Aurelius. I have standards, thanks.
He hit post, then posted three more just to make a point. Was he being dramatic? Maybe. But was it deserved? Hell yes.
And if the author saw his comments and cried a little? Good. That’s what they get for dragging his name through fictional filth.
After posting his hate comments like a true internet warrior behind his screen, Elijah tossed his phone aside with a smug little smirk and crashed into bed.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
(mumbling)
Let the author cry about it. I said what I said.
The next day, he worked like nothing happened—charming smiles, sleek suits, meetings wrapped around his finger like usual.
But by evening? Certified playboy mode: activated.
Elijah strolled into the hottest club in the city, dripped in confidence and cologne, scanning the crowd like a lion hunting his next distraction.
One drink turned to three. A flirty glance turned into dancing. And eventually, he ended up on the balcony, lips tangled with some hot stranger whose name he didn't bother to ask.
But suddenly, the stranger pulled back. No warning. Just fire in his eyes.
Stranger
(darkly)
That’s for all that bullshit you posted about my story, Elijah Whitmore.
Before Elijah could even register the words.
The night air swallowed his scream.
Elijah plummeted off the third-floor balcony.
He hit the ground with a sickening crack—blood pooling under him as club music kept thumping, uncaring, above.
His last thought before everything faded?
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
This is some real fucked up plot twist.
Chapter 3
Elijah jolted awake, a sharp pain shooting through his spine.
His vision was blurry, but the bright white lights and steady beeping around him gave it away—he was in a hospital bed.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Where the fuck am I…?
Ren whitmore (MC's step dad)
Sweetheart, are you okay?
Elijah blinked at him. Confused. Unfamiliar face. Kind eyes.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Who the hell are you?
Before the man could answer, a deep, stern voice cut in from the other side of the bed.
Lucien Whitmore (MC's dad)
Watch your language, young man. You’re speaking to your father.
Elijah stared, brain trying to process. His voice came out flat.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Father? No. That’s bullshit. My parents died when I was four.
The two men exchanged a tense, worried glance.
Lucien Whitmore (MC's dad)
Elijah… are you playing another one of your games just to get Aurelius’s attention?
Ren whitmore (MC's step dad)
Aurelius Kingston. Baby, are you okay?
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Right… can I get some alone time?
They nodded, hesitantly backing out of the room and leaving him alone with a racing heart, a million questions, and one terrifying realization:
He wasn’t in his world anymore.
His head still ached. The bandages pulled against his skin. But his brain was working now—really working.
He froze, hand clutching the zipper mid-air.
The kiss. The cold words.
"That’s for all that bullshit you posted about my story, Elijah Whitmore."
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Fuck…
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
So I called the story trash and now I am the trash? Great. Love that for me.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Okay, okay. Think. What now? I’ve got rich parents, a hot main lead named Aurelius Kingston who apparently I’m obsessed with, and a life that’s not mine.
He stood up again, staring into the mirror across the room.
Elijah Whitmore (MC)
Author, wherever the hell you are… message received.
But that didn’t mean he was gonna play along.
If he was stuck here, he’d flip the script his way.
Because this Elijah Whitmore?
He wasn’t a side character anymore.
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