Ethan's Daughter Resident Evil Novels & Stories

He asked again, stunned and I shook my head in disbelief. “All of you wanted me dead, huh? You wanted me dead so you could have my mother's company forever, huh?” “I hate all of you and I—” I stopped talking when a little girl of about two years rushed towards Ethan's direction, yelling ‘daddy, daddy’. My heart sank as I realized that the little girl looks uncannily like him. She has the same eyes as him and I needed no soothsayer to tell me that she was his child, but I just didn't want to jump into conclusions yet.

The plan was for me to go in alone, and in the end, Gregory's men would assist me. I parked the car near the corner and walked in. I entered through the front door of the chalet, which was slightly ajar. The owner of the establishment said Ethan had isolated the area, so at least no innocent people would be killed. I kept walking down the corridor and saw Ethan relaxing in his bathtub. I continued carefully on tiptoes and placed the gun to his head, pressing my finger on the trigger. "Bastard..." I whispered, "Where is my daughter?" I asked angrily.

Ralph, then he ended the call. Ethan was still in his room panting, hoping his parents will be around to save him, then he heard another footsteps approaching towards his room, still afraid he was quiet, knock knock knock, the heard a bang on his door, then he heard a deep voice "Ethan are you in there", he recognized the voice, and realized that it was his father's voice he quickly came out under his bed and opened the door, he saw his father standing. {Crying} Ethan quickly rushed towards his father and hugs him "what Happened?" Ethan's father asked, " someone came into the house, chased me to my room and later started searching everywhere" Ethan replied while still crying. Mr.Welsh assur

“Ethan, please… I’m begging you. Just listen to me once! For everything we lived through, for everything we were…” I tried to break free, turning my tear-filled eyes toward him, pleading. “That baby upstairs is my daughter. Violet switched the babies at the hospital,” I sobbed loudly, completely desperate. “She planned everything! I’m that child’s mother, Ethan. Her mother!” A cruel smile curled on Ethan’s lips—the kind that chills your spine and knots your stomach. He shoved me against the front door, placing one hand on the doorknob behind me, his gaze burning with fury.

Ethan didn’t sleep. As soon as he returned from the airport, he ordered all security footage from the last twelve hours. His men rushed to bring recordings, and he sat in the monitoring room like a man possessed. Then the screen froze. There. A woman in a white dress. Sunglasses. Graceful… familiar. Lilian. His heart stopped. He leaned closer, eyes widening as he saw two children beside her. Aiden and Aria. Aiden looked exactly like him.

"Even if he wasn't yours, he was an innocent pup!" "I know! I know I was wrong!" he shook his head desperately. "But we're fated mates! The Moon Goddess chose us! We can start over!" "Start over?" I scoffed. "Start over with the murderer of my pup?" Just then, his eyes fell on Lydia, who was hiding behind me. "Lydia?" His eyes went wide. "She's... she's alive?" My daughter shrank back, clutching my dress in fear. "My daughter!" Ethan was ecstatic, delirious. "She's not dead! Sera, she's alive!"

“You couldn’t find out a reason why?” “There’s nothing documented about it,” Max answered. “So, if there’s a reason, he’s keeping it locked inside.” Walter’s frown deepened and he scowled. He didn’t need Max to tell him the reason behind Ethan’s motives; he already knew. It was obvious. Irene was the daughter of Gavin Landry, the most powerful Lycan Chairmen in the world. Ethan wanted to become an Alpha and the best way for him to do that was to get to Gavin through his daughter.

My vision blurred red. I turned on Ethan Cole, who was leaning against the doorframe with a look of smug, suicidal defiance. I crossed the room in two strides, my hand closing around his throat and slamming him against the wall. The plaster cracked behind his head. "No Volana children in Asphodel, Ethan?" I roared, my fangs baring as the beast inside me tore at the cage. "You’ve been hiding my daughter in this hole for three years?" Ethan didn't choke. He didn't beg. He just looked at me with cold, green eyes. "She’s not your daughter, Wright. She’s his. You’re just the guy who let them burn."

Ethan said "Is his other daughter is same as her?" Evan asked him "No. She is a pure soul. Totally opposite of her sister" Ethan said to him "Then you should take her out from the jail, Ethan," Evan said to him "I did not put her in jail," Ethan said to him "Then where is she?" Evan asked him being confused "At my penthouse," Ethan said to him "At your penthouse?? Don't tell me you married to her for revenge? I know my brother can not be this low keeping a girl in his penthouse like this" Evan said

I fell hard, my blade dragging over the rock. "Mommy!" my daughter screamed. I snaked and snarled, pushing myself up just as one of the clones lunged for my throat. And then Ethan walked into the room. In a matter of an instant, he took in the scene. Then he moved. His blade sliced through one of the clones before it could respond, showering blood across the floor. The second clone spun on him, claws out, but Ethan was quicker.