Jill Valentine Nemesis Novels & Stories

Something was working behind her eyes — the careful, composed version of her processing something that had gone further than she had expected. "Is that how much you dislike me?" she said. Her voice was steady but there was something underneath it. "Or is it because of the nanny?" I went still. "Because I've been watching," she continued. "Since last night. Since the hallway. Since the kitchen." She held my gaze. "I'm not imagining it." "Riley — " "Is it her?" she said. "Just tell me. Is it the nanny you're crushing on?" I crossed the room in four steps.

"Because you're scared of her, right?” My expression flickered, and my brows raised in question, slightly caught off guard. "That's not…" "You're scared of your wife, Lynette." Maya spat her name like it tasted strange. "You're terrified that she'll leave you, and everyone will know the perfect Nicholas Evans isn't so perfect after all." I sighed softly and whispered, despite the tightness in my chest, "You don't understand." "Then make me understand," she snapped. I couldn't. I didn’t know how to.

"Well, I mean, if it's not too uncomfortable, I'd love to see you in it." This was the understatement of the year. Jill Valentine was the hottest video game character of all time. You may disagree with me but you are wrong. The idea of Jamie dressed as her had made me hard in record time. She looked down at the very obvious bulge in my shorts. "Someone definitely wants to see it. The baby will be sleeping for a few hours...yeah. Let me go see if I can get it all on. Don't be too disappointed if I can't," she warned as she walked to the back room to change.

Valmont had already erased Camille Hale, but that was fine. Because when I return to Valmont, I will not return as the scandalous ex wife. I will return as his nemesis.

As the hellhounds reveal the vital information, something dawns on Jaxson. "Two weeks from now is the twelfth-… The twelfth hour of the fall of twelfth," he grumbles. It seems the prophecy is coming to pass, and they'll have no choice but to fight – with or without Valerie. "Hmm, exactly. Your only hope is Valerie. We cannot save her, but if her soul isn't with Hades, one of you may be able to find her and return her to her body." The hellhounds knew Jaxson was ready to do it, but it wasn't so easy. "We suggest the Vampire. He has known her longer; she connects with him – he will find her."

Samuel said solemnly, "Is this because I didn't spend Valentine's Day with you? You don't have to do this. You know you're special to me. Melissa's just a secretary. She means nothing. Don't worry about her." I smiled. "I'm already an adult, Samuel. Yes, I was crazy for you three years ago, but that was only because I loved you. That's not the case now. I don't want you anymore, Samuel. You don't have to hide her in the office like she's a cheap secret." I said, "She was hiding under your desk, wasn't she? You can stop the lies now. It's getting all very tedious." I patted his shoulder, got into the guest room, and locked the door.

But early this morning I received an email from Capewoods Techs Ltd, a company I put my all into. But sadly, it had been given to Mirabelle and Marcus. It all felt like a dream to me. One day I was about to celebrate my wedding anniversary with my husband and the next few hours I am finding out he has been screwing my sister this whole time? And then a few months after, boom they're getting married? And now the only thing that tied to my mom and my sanity was about to be ripped out from me? The resentment burned deep and I could only address the bull by the horn, which was why I pushed the glass door open.

My head jerks up. “Behave?” I repeat, incredulous. “You tried to fucking kill me.” “I did not try to kill you,” she corrects smoothly. “I conducted an experiment.” “An experiment that nearly killed me.” “But it didn’t,” she repeats softly. The calmness in her voice is suffocating. “Why?” I demand. “What exactly were you testing by trying to kill me?” Now she smiles. Not kindly. Curiously. “You.” My stomach drops. “The human bond to the most powerful Alpha in the world.”

It's killing me! Back in the slum clinic, Valerie gripped the edge of the sink, her teeth drawing fresh blood from her lip as she pulled the hidden surgical scalpel from her tattered sleeve. She sliced through the skin right over the pulsing black nexus, cutting the physical manifestation of the tether. This is for the clinic, she choked out, her voice a lethal rasp as the pain threatened to turn her vision black. This is for the whip. Stop! I will give it all back! Killian screamed in her head, his voice drowning in a vast spiritual void as the connection began to fray. The titles! The labs! Your mother's ring! I will restore everything! Just stop cutting!

She had been my rock through everything, and I was eternally grateful. As we walked, my thoughts drifted back to the dark days when Valerie first entered my life. It seemed like a lifetime ago. My mind replayed the moment I discovered the depths of my nephew Daniel's depravity. Daniel, a despicable man, had tried to kill Valerie. The memory was still vivid – the fear, the desperation, and the betrayal in her eyes. I felt a familiar wave of anger surge within me. How could he have treated her so cruelly? Daniel was cunning and ruthless, but he underestimated Valerie’s strength and my determination to protect her.