Resident Evil Vampire Daughter Novels & Stories

“That’s the storage room. Why would you pick that? Choose another.” “I’m used to small rooms. They make me feel safer.” My tone carried a hint of self-mockery. After a sigh, they agreed. Just like that, they agreed to let their biological daughter, who had been missing for ten years, live in the storage room. Leila, their fake daughter, returned right on cue. She ran upstairs and looked visibly surprised when she saw me in the storage room. I glanced at her, calm and composed. She thought I didn’t know her little schemes—that she had deliberately placed a panda plush in her room to lure me into choosing it.

He had to be smart, and use everything to break free. The little vampire gets bored with the girl and runs to her parents. - Eli doesn't know how to play. And Felix didn't like her. - He'll get used to her, my dear. - the mother says, making a caress in her son's face. Zog heard everything through Lucifron's ears. That woman was Dracula's daughter. The terrible and bloodthirsty father of vampires. He would have to be careful as he didn't know her power.

Aiden slowly shook his head, as the entire crowd looked to him. “You still don’t understand,” he said softly. “I didn’t bring her back. She never died. Only mortals die,” he added, and then as he turned his back, he said his final words, words that Caitlin would never forget, “and Scarlet is no mortal. She is a vampire. And she is your daughter.”

Maybe she knew the things would remain untouched. As we were leaving Harou stopped and looked at Quincelet, “One last question,” He asked, “What is this girl to you?” Yess I was dying of curiosity. I wanted to know!! For a human, she seems to know about our kinds and was so unbothered by it too. When the question was asked, even Nena’s ears perked up. “My daughter.” The vampire replied. “You’re not my dad!” Nena was offended by his words, “We’re not related at all!” She stood up from her seat but didn’t come over to us.

Immediately Silas stood in front of me, forming scowled expressions on many of the faces. "Whose pet is she, Orpheus? I want to buy her.", The same vampire asked, still trying to look at me. "She is not anyone's pet but my daughter, Elder Alaric, but my daughter, Evangeline. And she's not a human; she is just masking her scent." "You have a daughter? You never introduced her before." "That's because she is a newly shifted vampire of four days." "But I can hear her heart pumping in her chest. How did she be a vampire when her heart is still alive?"

The darkness that surrounded her seemed to grow thicker, suffocating her with its malevolent presence. Emaline trembled, her eyes blind to the looming figures before her. Yet their voices alone spoke of an immense power, one that reeked of the vampire invasion's malevolent might. “Never! Even if it means my death! "I shall never surrender my daughter to you," her father hissed, her eyes blazing with fierce determination. "Over my lifeless body shall you pass!" Her father's voice echoed through the area. Emaline's heart raced as she struggled to contain her primal impulses. The vampire's response to her father nearly drove her to break the lock on the door.

Chapter 13: Playtime “You gotta be kidding, Zil!” I closed my eyes as she hissed that way with wide eyes. She lowered her voice and said, “You hate vampires to death, how did you end up giving birth to a vampire?” “She can still hear you, and it was before not now. My daughter is innocent, she had no business with other vampires out there. You better watch your mouth before you hurt my daughter’s feelings.” She blew a harsh breath and sat next to me.

Vastria walked up to Erik glaring at him, her eyes still silvery red. The rogue vampires gulped breaths hearing who she was. Erik choked on his own words unable to believe that the girl before him was the very being they needed to avoid according to his leader. He did not know why, but now he does. The demon lord’s daughter was very powerful, especially since now they had learned she also is indeed the daughter of the grand witch. “Kneel.” Vastria ordered. The rogue vampires all got on their knees. Elcid watched intently. She never knew her lady had such power. It was unheard of, but she was the grand witch’s daughter after all. A daughter that inherited the grand witch power.

“If you’re not going to buy, then why did you come here?” “You— don’t you remember me?” the girl asked, brows furrowed. “No...?” Akiro tilted his head, furrowing his brows and feigning confusion. “Have we met before?” “She’s the youngest daughter of the third most elite vampire! How can you not know her?” one of the girls spoke, the indignation in her tone heavy.

Well, I also found her words nonsense. "I said, this is your daughter Melissa Whites." Tamia replied, and I was taken aback by the answer. Did she just say daughter? My father is not a vampire. Heck, I don't even have a father anymore, considering that my parents were murdered in cold blood. " Lisa, how is this possible? I saw you dead in that bed. Your heart stopped beating. I was sure you were gone. How could you ever have a daughter? Our daughter?" He said, looking at me with sadness. I could sense his anguish.