Ethan's Daughter Resident Evil Novels & Stories

Hence, he kept referring to Sarah as the daughter of a beta. “If I didn't know better, I'd have said you care about the people involved in this case.” Cleopatra hissed. “What do you mean by that? I am invested in this case and I want to make sure the omega is fine!” Ethan said in defense, slamming his palm on the table in anger. “Is that so?” Cleopatra huffed and leaned forward, “Why don't you tell me the name of this 'daughter of a beta' involved?” Ethan paused for a moment. It was impossible for him to recall something he had never heard before.

“You did this?” Veyron didn’t answer. Ethan took a step forward. “You burned the safe houses. You took those girls. You’re going to kill them.” Veyron shrugged. “If she steps down, they live. Simple.” Ethan’s chest heaved. “You’re my father.” “And you’re my disappointment.” The words hit Ethan, he flinched. His eyes filled with tears and he tried to blink them away. I moved closer to Ethan and held his arm, he was shaking.

After a moment of silence, he pulled his phone out. I watched his finger hover over my contact. Before he could press it, his phone rang first. My parents were calling him. "Ethan, you need to come home right away. Sienna has poisoned Vivian's dog, the one she's been raising for three years!" Ethan's eyes widened in shock. "Has that woman lost her mind? We only asked her to attend a birthday party, and now she's killing a dog? Don't worry. This time, I absolutely won't let her get away with this."

Although it was early in the night, a large portion of wolves had found their mates, and were dancing softly together, or had exited the ball early to be alone together. “Alpha Evander, Luna Ida,” my father greeted, and all three of us bowed. “Betas Marley and Imara,” Evander grinned. It sounded strange to hear my parent’s names; I always thought of them as mum and dad. “And who’s this?” Luna Ida asked, peering inquisitively at me. “This is our daughter, the Young Beta Arienne,” my dad said. I bowed again. “It’s an honour to meet you,” I said, nodding to each of them in turn.

" I never wanted anything other than my daughter's survival... a safe future. I know you will go for the Heartstaff and you are the only one who is suitable of using it. Those boys are mere kids. They don't stand a chance against the Dark Devil. This is the end of the road for me dear, brother. I came all the way here to beg you once more for my daughter's life." She crawled toward his feet as he watched her condition with shock and guilt. " Kilian... I don't know what made you hold grudge against me all these years but please dont take it out on Mira. She really admires you. " Her hands went limp and she fell at his feet, unconscious.

Eretria was a beast! “I’m not your sick little Lucia, mom. I can handle this.” I walked past her and approached Sam. “Where is my daughter?!” He growled and his hot breath raked my wolf’s face. “She’s dead. When you killed Lucia, you were unknowingly killing your daughter, thanks to the Moon goddess. I took her place in life and she took my place in death. Simple as A B f*cking C.” I snarled. I took one more step closer to him boldly, eagerly waiting for him to make the first move. No, I was dying for him to make a move.

"Mom, why is Dad trying to kill me? Mom, save me! I'm in so much pain." The scene slowly merged with the desperate scene I remembered. In my previous life, Ethan believed the witch's words, convinced that sacrificing his kin's blood could bring back the soul of a loved one. Thus, he pierced our daughter's limbs with silver nails and nailed her to death in a coffin right in front of me. That day, my daughter fearfully asked her father why he was killing her. She cried and begged me to save her, but I was powerless as my limbs had been severed.

Same eyes. Same lips. Same expression. Daniel raised his weapon. “Who are you?” The woman didn't answer. She looked directly at Ava. Then smiled. “Hello, little sister.” Ava couldn't breathe. Ethan stepped forward. “Who are you?” The woman looked at him. “Your sister.” Ethan froze. Ava stared at her. “Are you Elena?” The woman smiled. “No.” She took another step. “I'm the daughter they never told you about.” Ava's father suddenly shouted,

“It would unchain me. Every rule, every line I wouldn’t cross to protect them… is gone. You’re not dealing with a businessman anymore. You’re dealing with the consequence.” On the screen, his heat signature moved not toward her, but toward the motion sensor on the floor. “What are you doing?” Petrova’s voice lost its cool edge. “Providing a retinal scan,” Ethan said. “Mine.” And he stepped on the motion sensor. A shrill, electronic beep exploded from the audio feed. “You idiot!” Petrova shouted. But Ethan was already moving. The thermal imaging flared with sudden movement a struggle. A grunt. The sound of something metal clattering.

One of the policemen who was sitting at the passenger side at the front was watching the video so she was able to see it well from the back that she was sitting at. She scoffed looking at her videos of Isis and Omarion smiling brightly at each other and she gritted her teeth in anger seeing how they f****d her over and they were living happily with each other. She was going to revenge. She was not going to let them off no matter what! That was Lizeth's thought as the police van wheeled her to the police station where she was going to get punished for her sins.