Fanfiction Resident Evil Novels & Stories

I looked up at her, startled. She leaned back into the couch dramatically, one hand pressed to her chest like a Shakespearean actor. “‘Dear diary, I lost the love of my life today because my sibling caught a mystery dick and got magically knocked up. Please avenge me.’” She paused. “Episode one: The Immaculate Erección.” I choked literally…. choked on the sip of ginger lemon tea she forced down my throat earlier. “Lena!” She grinned, wicked now, clearly on a roll. “Episode two: The Dick That Did the Impossible. A paranormal thriller, starring a cursed penis with fertility powers.”

I do want to try. I don't remember my name from my past life. In this life, I was reincarnated as the villainess of a game I loved more than anything. She never had any happy endings in the game. Always being abandoned by her family in the end. Her name, no, my name is Aurelia Giliam. I will try to live a life where I am able to find my own happy ending.

“I hate questions. By the way, you have to resign immediately after this checkup. “ Rhen made everything easy for me, even finding a blackmail for the doctor. But how and when did she become so evil? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT! (By the way: If you can understand tagalog, I have so lot of Tagalog Novel for you to read. Please visit my profile where you can see my works. Thank you so much!)

I lived in poverty, and I was constantly on the run. I tried to prove who I was, but no one believed me. Everyone thought I was insane. I begged Sia desperately to switch us back. She pretended to agree, then lured me to the rooftop and shoved me from the 33rd floor. The last thing I saw before I hit the ground was her twisted expression, overflowing with ecstatic joy. "With your death, your identity will be mine alone!" she exclaimed. It was only then that I realized the censer Sia had bought online was a cursed relic. She lit the special incense and made her wishes to it. Over time, she was able to swap bodies with a chosen person and steal their identity.

"Elara! What have you done to your father!" Vivian was at the top of the stairs, her face contorted with rage. She held a small, black remote—the "Reset" trigger. "Don't bother, Vivian," I said, not even looking at her. "I’ve already 'Encrypted' the local grid. Your remote is just a piece of plastic." Vivian pressed the button. Nothing happened. The red light on the remote blinked once and then died. "You... you’re supposed to be a 'Subject'!" Vivian screamed, her voice cracking. "You’re a 'Delta-Instance'! You’re a vat-grown copy of a six-year-old girl!"