Eveline Resident Evil 7 Novels & Stories

He didn’t tear away his eyes at her as if there were just the two of them. “I like the color of your eyes.” He said. “They’re the color of honey.” “Thank you.” She was quite happy. No one had ever praised her for her looks. “By the way, I am Caeruleus. And you?” “My name’s Ellaine.” Now, even she can’t tear her eyes away from Caeruleus. She can hear bells ringing somewhere far away but she didn’t have the time to look away and search for it. Her eyes were fixed on the man in front of her.

She didn’t ask why. She already knew. This wasn’t just data. This was inheritance. She plugged it into her phone using the adapter Silas handed her. The screen flickered once. Then loaded. Multiple folders appeared instantly. Encrypted. Layered. Complex. But one file sat at the top. Unprotected. Named simply: E.V. Ariana’s breath caught. Elena Valeir. Or— someone older. She opened it. A video. Grainy. Old. The image took a second to stabilize.

"Nobody touches that basement! NOBODY!" He saw the silhouette of a woman at the end of the hallway. Evelyn Vance. She was wearing a tactical trench coat, her platinum hair a stark contrast to the black smoke. She wasn't holding a gun; she was holding a detonator. "It’s over, Ruan!" Evelyn screamed over the gunfire. "I’ve rigged the support pillars! Give me the Thorne girl and the drive, or I’ll bury you all in the dirt where you belong!"

Aware of the urgency, Hence the reunion with Rosella and Roberto weighed heavily on her heart, a mix of fear and determination coursing through her veins. As they approached the building, Evelyn took in its eerie exterior. She could sense the malevolence that lingered within. And she had to act swiftly and stealthily, So she slipped inside, moving like a shadow, navigating the dimly lit corridors with the expertise of someone who had honed her skills in the darkest corners of the world. Evelyn's heart raced as she approached the room where Rosella and Roberto were held captive. She heard muffled voices and the distinct sound of Terry. Before long, the police arrived, and Evelyn remained sile

Emily screamed as one clawed toward her, but Mason ripped it away before it reached her. The clearing dissolved into chaos. Teeth. Gunfire. Shadows tearing through the dark. Evelyn fought to stay upright, to keep breathing, her mind a storm of gunpowder smoke and the sound of flesh ripping. In the chaos, she saw it at the far end of the chamber beyond the broken doors. A figure watching from the shadows, calm and untouched. Tall. Humans. And smiling. Evelyn’s breath caught. She knew that smile. “Welcome home, E-113,” the figure called.

At least I didn’t smell like a distillery anymore. I stepped out, my Louboutin Oxfords clicking sharply against the floor, and that was when I saw them: Elis climbing out of his matte-black G-Wagon two spots over, and right behind him the devil herself. Evelyn. Looking dangerous in a bloody red Chanel suit with her hair twisted into that perfect chignon she wore whenever she was about to ruin someone’s life. My stomach knotted so hard I could taste bile. What the hell is she doing here?

I said as I sat on the bed, “I’m talking of Halle.” “Really?” Hayes gasped loudly and dramatically with his hand on his chest, “Did they dig her out of the grave?” I wanted to scream at Hayes but instead punched his chest, “Was her body found already?” I paused my fist midway when those words left Eveline’s mouth. “What did you just say?” I asked to be sure I heard, “How did you even know that?” “I saw it in Mrs Brooks' hidden room,” Eveline said, “The day I accidentally entered there, I saw the file, there were pictures of the cars.”

“Then you move to the next level. But trust me, sweetheart each level’s worse than the last.” I swallowed, staring at the countdown as it reset. Erevos System – Zone 1. Round One: Complete.

Silence returned, heavy as lead. Adrian exhaled. “That wasn’t the Signal. That was an Echo.” --- Before dawn, he examined the remaining data feed captured by the tower’s sensors. Hidden beneath the interference was a set of coordinates—deep within the northern ruins. Next to them, a single line of text repeated endlessly: She remembers you. Kira leaned over his shoulder. “She?” He nodded slowly. “There was another prototype—E-7. I called her Mira. She was the first to show empathy. Erevos deleted her years before the Spire’s fall.”

714. 714?? 7 1 fucking 4!!!!!!!! Yup. Eva has done it again. Eva will go die now! I grabbed my bag and zoomed to room 714, but as expected not without bumping my head into room 713’s door.