Resident Evil 8 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The guest house was reeking of blood and death by now. Falcon was crying profusely as he had already sensed his approaching death. I picked him up by his blood-soaking collar and dragged him back to his room. "You have no idea who that bitch is...she is a.." I ripped his lips off for using such derogatory words for my Eva and severed his fingers one by one for they had dared to touch her. His screams of agony felt music to my ears. He fell unconscious in between but I woke him up so that he could feel each slice, tear. He will cry thousands times more then my Eva did.

She wanted nothing more than to curl back into bed and continue sleeping but when she closed her eyes, she couldn't go back to sleep. She groaned and tried to process her location. This was not her bed. It took a while for her to register Livian's scent, then realize that she had fallen asleep in his room. The last thing she remembered was watching Lucifer with him. She couldn't get enough and kept convincing him to watch one more episode. Kissing him was not out of question as long as he gave in. No wonder that man had chosen a series. How sly. He was no less of the devil than Lucifer was.

I was ruining her plan, and by the look on her face, I knew she planned to ruin ours. Zander’s palm traveled up my breast to wrap around my neck. I blinked, and she disappeared, leaving a spiral of dust floating in the one stream of light from the window. My orgasm tumbled out of me, and I felt myself growing closer to my fate, despite the evil he’d been raised in. Only, my fear of the voodoo queen grew, too. I feared that I hadn’t truly seen evil, but she planned to show it to me.

“That's my plan, Valerie. It doesn't seem like I can get anything from you anymore. Like a mare, you can't give new milk anymore. Actually, it's a waste of money that I bought you. Your parents didn't even do anything to save you from my hands, which was what good parents should do, right? They really had thick faces, wanting to have money and never getting satisfied. So I think the best way to get revenge on them is to make you vanish like smoke in the street.” “E-El…” I stopped walking because of what he said. When I was about to run out the door, it suddenly closed. As if it were coordinated with my devil husband. “Open this freaking door! Help me! Please spare me m-my life!” I said while

At the center, the Verdant Fountain had transformed — no longer a pool of emerald light, but a silver vortex spiraling upward, connecting heaven and earth. Energy surged through my veins as I stepped closer. For a moment, I saw everything. The ten days left before the apocalypse — the chaos, the screams, the endless hunger of the undead. But beneath that, I saw possibility. I could change the sequence of events. Shift cause and effect. Rewind mistakes. The Eighth Cycle didn’t just let me survive. It gave me the power to rewrite how survival happened. ⸻ But that power came with a price. The System’s voice emerged, mechanical and cold, its tone sharper than I’d ever heard:

Helena comes to the penthouse that evening and sits across from me and looks at me with the eyes that see through rather than at and says: "You know what you're doing." "Yes," I say. "And you're doing it anyway." "Yes," I say. She looks at me for a long moment. "The curse is winning today," she says, not accusingly, just accurately. "I know," I say. "Tomorrow," she says, "we try again." She opens the grimoire. POV: Vivian Ashford

said Vlad again, making Erebus just chuckle in annoyance. "Have you heard that Gray has achieved his resurrection?" said Erebus, making Vlad immediately look at him "I heard about it. I thought it was just unclear news, so it's true," said Vlad making Erebus nod his head. "Yes, it looks like he really has achieved a resurrection which I should fail again but I can't because it is absolutely in his hands but I have another way" Erebus said making Vlad just play with the glass in his hand "He already has a Soulmate but he is a pure human being. It's not difficult to take him," said Erebus, making Vlad look back at him with a flat look.

At first, I allowed it was because he was upset about the vaticination, but I heard his twinkle jump when he mentioned Elias being Lila’s mate. “ You both have mates. It’s either Elias or a shark. ” I explained, squeezing his hands. His eyes went wide, and he heaved . “ Vampire, ” He grassed . I jounced and gave him a small smile. “ But you do n’t have to worry, Levi. I do n’t suppose Elias is my mate. ” Lila mentioned, “ I can still smell him around the house, and Lola is n’t going crazy. ” She added. I raised my brow at her, and she smiled at me. “ I do n’t feel anything for him, mute. ” She admitted. I smiled and jounced. I felt Levi relax and let out a breath. " You wa

“And forget me, what is wrong with her? Why does she desire and resent me at the same time?” He listened carefully before his dark smirk returned, inhaling the smoke deeply. “Mate-pull is a cruel thing, isn’t it?” I turned slightly and saw Evelise glaring at me from afar while biting her nail. Frowning, I pointed a finger at my lips before mouthing a scolding “No.” She blinked, realizing what she was doing and walked back inside. “I am tracking her scent now.” I informed him quietly. Letting him know ‘if’ she escaped again, I was prepared to catch her.

Elena Blackwood in fancy letters. "Yikes," Jess said, poking one with her toe. "Who's Liam Blackwood? Your imaginary vampire boyfriend?" "Worse." Elena flicked a lighter. "He's the reason I need therapy." The flames ate the pages hungrily. Smoke curled up, carrying the smell of burned sugar (she had once sprinkled the diaries with vanilla perfume). Jess coughed, fanning the air. "Arsonist much?!" "Rebirth," Elena corrected, watching her naivety turn to ash.