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.

Evelyn briefly hugged the body of the man in front of her. "Shall we go?" Evelyn nodded, it didn't take five minutes, the car drove slowly out of the residential area. ================

“Unleashed like... blood rage or leash removed?” “Unleashed like no more training wheels, sweetheart,” Charlie said with a wink. “She’s going to show you the truth of your spirit — and it’s going to scare you. But you’ll be fine. Probably.” “Probably?!” Gunner muttered. Charlie ignored him and turned to Isolde. “Eirava and Zethra. Blood and Bone. Shadow. Yours is the magic that unnerves the dead. You’re the one who’ll have to get closest. You’ll walk into her dark, because you’re the only one who can survive it. But that means you’ll be dancing with your own past again. You good with that?”

Moonlight through the window cast shadows, but after a quick scan she knew the room was devoid of life save for her. And then she saw it. In the vanity mirror. A reflection of the window. And looking in through the window was a creature that should not exist. That cannot be from this world. Too horrible for words. Just know, that this thing was evil. Even in the pale light, she could see the vile intentions in its inky eyes and snarling, fangled mouth. It looked excited. And hungry. Its grey hands pressed against the glass, each elongated, alien finger leaving a film residue behind as it dragged its claw-like nails down the window.

Before she realized it, she had fallen asleep. By the time she woke up, night had fallen. Her phone buzzed nonstop on the pillow beside her. As soon as she answered, Matteo's voice came through. "Riverdale, Room 703. Get here now." Evelyn hesitated for a moment before getting up. She freshened up and headed over. The moment she stepped into the private room, her eyes landed on Rebecca. Rebecca's eyes were red, making her look like a fragile little bunny, all pitiful and wronged.

Amaya pointed out feebly. Evelina’s eyes went towards the railing off the balcony. I could see the wheels in her head turning. Her tia was a powerful witch. Coven Head Melanie was an Earth Witch and an oracle. Evelina must have learned a thing or two from her. “Allright, all you need is something to channel your energy from. Use me.” Evelina extended her hand. “And once you throw those bombs, I want you to use your powers to ignite them. This place is going BOOM.”

He doesn’t want to be disturbed when he finally has the courage to be a bad guy to her. He entered the temporary shelter of the Vordamorte and started to kill the guard silently. He can not alert his enemy before he can checkmate. So, he used his twin draggers skillfully to kill those useless guards. He left his city just to deal with this problematic guy. However, when he enters the room of Yevete after killing the last of the guards, he is greeted by an empty room with a holographic screen representing Yevete. “Welcome home, Evan! You know, I missed you a lot!” A handsome man in his 30s said Evan with a smile. The man in the holographic screen looks so alive. Evan felt betrayed as it looks

"Eva, what did you delete?" Eva calmly took back the phone and pressed her fingerprint on the screen. The screen flashed a single message. "Identity deactivation successful." "My old account was hacked. I had to shut it down," she answered smoothly, a faint smile on her lips. Leo studied her for a moment, then wrapped his arms around her. "Guess what I brought back for you?" She answered flatly, "Strawberry cupcake from Wendover Street." Leo paused. "How did you know?"

The screen buzzed to life. Gray interface. Dated. Lines of code blinked in slow rhythm, like a heartbeat trapped in wires. > VAULT SURVEILLANCE LOG Select Subject ID: — E.V. — L.V. — [REDACTED] Load Date: — Her initials. Eliora’s. And a third... erased. Leora’s hand hovered for a moment before she tapped E.V. Eliora Vespera. The screen flickered. Lines scrambled. Pixels restructured. And then, the past came alive.

“What exactly do you mean by moving your next piece?” Evelyn slowed beneath the arch of an old stone corridor. The flickering torchlight cast half her face in gold, the other in shadow. She turned, her voice cool and deliberate. “Lucien may have been a failure, but he wasn’t entirely useless.” From the folds of her coat, she pulled out a slender vial, the liquid inside tinted a faint violet, swirling like silk. Clara leaned in, her voice tense. “What’s that?” “Something he slipped me before Selene broke him,” Evelyn replied. “A blend of pheromone enhancers and lunar sedatives. Slips right into a drink—undetectable to most wolves. Makes the mind foggy, the body… receptive.”