Ethan's Daughter Resident Evil Novels & Stories

The big boy and the other girl flinched, their feet staggering backwards. Cherish and Chelsea were also shocked, their hearts beating so fast, as if an alarm had suddenly gone off. But both of them stayed where they were. Cherish remembered that Narsha had told them that they're not running away again. Ethan pulled the tall girl's arm, who was whimpering in pain. He asked in a low, sharp voice. “What were you about to do to my daughter?” Hearing those last words, the tall girl and her gang stared, not knowing if Ethan's words were true. “Da-daughter? Yours?”

Ethan laughed dryly with tears in his eyes. Valerie has never been so confused in her life. How is it possible for Audrey's father not to know her mother? Is he really her father? “You… you don't know? I apologize for being so inquisitive, but how come you don't know her mother? Does that mean that she's not really your daughter?” Valerie asked. She was already beginning to feel tipsy. Ethan turned sharply at her. “No! She's my daughter. My blood… my blood runs through her veins. She's my freaking biological daughter, don't you dare say she's not.”

“What… what is this?” Vanessa emerged from behind Serena, her face a combination of anger and disillusionment. Her fists curled instinctively. “Ethan, what is going on?” Ethan lifted Elara up slightly so the bright eyes of the little girl would meet Vanessa’s gaze. “Mom… this is Elara. My daughter. Ava is her mother.” Vanessa gasped, her silver wristlet jangling against her wrist as she took a nervous step back. “You… you brought her to my house?" her voice shook.

Ethan asked with a frown, confused about Austin’s cryptic question. “See for yourself.” Austin handed him the information about Andrew Morgan. Ethan froze after reading the information. He was gritting his teeth and clenching his fists. His eyes showed how furious he felt and was ready to kill somebody. “So… I was right, she is the daughter of Andrew Morgan… the same one I know.” Ethan crumpled the paper he was holding.

He heard his daughter scream and an angry tone, coming from Andrew. Ethan and Kyle were swift to exit the conference room, wondering what was going on. The first thing Ethan saw was Nikita Ivanov, holding Kenzie's wrist forcefully and calling her a whore. In a fraction of a second, Ethan's vision darkened. His blood boiled as he called the Russian contractor in anger, "MISTER IVANOV! WHAT - ARE - YOU - DOING - TO - MY - DAUGHTER! DO YOU WANT TO DIE?" Holding his cheek, Nikita Ivanov turned to Ethan with eyes wide open.

I immediately pulled up her livestream on my phone and saw her name. Julia Stone. I snorted. Seriously? Even her name was close to mine. I turned to Ethan and gave him a look. Since when did our father secretly create a whole extra daughter behind our backs? Ethan let out a cold laugh. He calmly peeled off the pink gloves and flicked them straight into Julia's face. Smack! The sound was sharp. The entire scene went silent. "The Stone heiress?" Ethan's lips curled slightly, his tone dripping with mockery. "Since when did my father have a daughter like you?"

Once again, he used his foot to shove me aside. However, I crawled over, even though my clothes were stained with blood. Dad’s face was ashen. He stared murderously at me, his facial muscles twitching with rage. It was as if he would kill me any second now. Eve’s eyes filled with fear, and she shook her head desperately. “No, don’t worry about me. Just stay back.” Dad dragged her into the room, and soon, the sound of agonizing screams filled the air. It was heart-wrenching and sent shivers down my spine.

I inquire. "Apparently your salvation." Says, all smiles and arch an eyebrow. "How did you get in here?" She laughs and enters the room, ignoring that I didn't invite her to enter. She is a stranger. "Well, I'm sorry. I rented this house to a certain Augusto Leal. He stops, putting a finger to his chin thoughtfully. "You're his daughter, right?" A smile voluntarily spreads across my face for the first time since we arrived. "Amelia." I say, getting comfortable with the stranger.

The one who looked exactly like Ethan. Helena smiled. “He took you.” Ethan's expression changed. “But he was supposed to take someone else.” Silence. Richard's face drained of color. Ava looked at him. “Who?” Helena answered. “The child in Room Zero.” Richard whispered: “No.” Helena smiled. “And now…” The screen flickered. “…that child has come back.” Ava looked toward the boy. He was staring at Ethan. Then he spoke. “Daddy?” Ethan turned.

Ethan's voice dropped into a dark, gravelly snarl that echoed off the walls like a death sentence. "You want to know what your sweet little future Luna did?" Ethan growled, his knuckles turning white as he shook Vivian like a ragdoll. Every syllable was soaked in venom. "She bypassed pack security. She took funds from my territory. And she used that device to hire an underground syndicate of rogue mercenaries to ambush my mate in an alleyway." Lady Cheryl gasped, her hands trembling over her mouth. "What... what did you say?" "You heard me!" Ethan roared, his golden eyes blazing with unbridled fury as he stared down at the sobbing woman in his hand. "Ruby Winters is alive. She is in Oakhaven