Resident Evil Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I will kill him with my hand and take back his emptied body to the pack, that way he can't even be reincarnated. Slowly, I was beginning to feel dizzy from the mixture I had just taken and I found a place to sit, which was the three sitter. My eyes closed slowly and total darkness engulfed me with my dreams of becoming the end to James and his lovely uncle, Russell.

At that moment, the bond that connected them felt more like a chain, each pang of pain only strengthening the resentment that simmered beneath the surface. As the omega’s grip tightened on the bed, a particularly sharp contraction seized him, and a string of curses erupted from his lips. He cast an accusatory glare at the alpha, blaming him for the torment that wracked his body. In the dance between life and birth, the omega cursed the very alpha who had played a part in bringing this pain to life. Little did they know, this chapter of agony would soon unfold into a story of newfound bonds, resilience, and an unbreakable connection forged in the crucible of birth. “I will never sleep with yo

It’s the vampire from my dream many, many nights ago. “Let me go!” I scream in my sleep, and that’s when I wake up. I sit up on the bed, breathing hard. I clutch my chest and feel my heart almost struggling to burst out of my chest. I look at my kids and find that they’re still there. I’m about to try to sleep again when suddenly, as clear as day, I hear Ares’s voice in my head, like he’s mind-linking me even from seemingly a universe away. “I need you to find me, Valeria, because they’re going to kill me….”

"She had been your father's chosen mate before he found his fated one in Bo. You weren't supposed to survive that poisoned pregnancy. Adele's twisted goal was to kill you both through that slow toxin. But when you miraculously survived...and her own child came into this world stillborn...she switched you at birth. Of course, Abigail came to quickly realized the foul play when she couldn't fix back her daughter, and she wanted revenge. She could have easily killed Adele, but that wasn't enough. Her idea of revenge was letting Adele destroy her own child." "Eva was a stillborn. She was born dead. How is she even here? How is she alive?" "I am certain even you have heard about Abigail De'Cresce

Ethan Caelan also understood that he had no way to escape Valerius Evander at this moment, nor could he accept the kind of love between men that Valerius spoke of. "So… even if I were to die, I can never return to my world?" Ethan thought, despair casting a shadow over him like a suffocating fog. Closing his eyes, he tried to piece together the fragmented memories from his dreams—his mother, lifetimes of suffering, the curse, Valerius Evander, Lucian Evander. They all felt like scattered shards of a puzzle, chilling him to his core.

Ignoring then that question he replied nonchalantly, “The daughter of great Amenadiel who is going to rule the whole Underworld is such a scared kitten. I didn't know that God had selected a coward to rule the underworld. Why are you so scared of me? Even your mother, a normal human, was braver than you.” The moment he spoke about my mother the flashback of my mother's death started to come back in my mind and my vision started to get blurry. Tears started to form in my both eyes. I replied angrily looking up in his direction, “Don't you dare to take my mother's name in your mouth. You killed my mother, a worm of hell."

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.

I thought I'd woke from a fever dream. I was back in my room alone, with the sun just creeping past the sill. I nearly danced out of bed, praising the morning for saving me. “What the hell kind of dream was that?” I shuddered. One in which I'd been the reincarnation of Eve, marched like a happy idiot into Hell, and, oh yeah, hooked up with the Reaper. “What the...?” A white scar shone on my breast, under the dark lace of my nightgown. I fell to my knees and gagged.

My eyes were fixed on the dying forms in front of me. "So Zeva," Valerius whispered as he walked closer towards me. "What will you be? You agree to our terms? Or you watch your bestfriend and son die slowly in front of you?"​ He rubbed his hands together and inched closer, his fingers reaching out to trace my jawline. I tried to bite him, but he was faster. "You see...Dren has his desires. Minus your influence, yes. It's his legs. And also..." He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear. "His one true mate. My sister."

While I was sucking my wife's fingers, her other hand begins to rub my cock, which stirred me up even more. Jessblue is an addiction you can't get enough of, every Bampire’s fantasy. "She tastes magnificent, my love. Now, kiss me.” And she does. The mixture of her orgasm and her blood brings adrenaline to my body. "Thank you for this treat, Candice." "Cameron, the next orgasm she has, you will drink from her neck, and I will allow you to touch her as you feed on her," Candice says before walking back to Jessblue. JessBlue