Resident Evil Village Daniela Novels & Stories

Whatever he needs to get off his chest must be important. "Daniel?" Hayden's head shoots up, and I turn around, watching him head for the stairs. Blake lifts his eyebrows at me as if to ask: "Who the heck is this guy?" and I shrug my shoulders in response. I had no clue Hayden had other friends. Curiously, I lean my arm against the rails, and Blake joins in standing beside me. "What's the matter, Daniel?" Hayden asks the other vampire when they are both standing on the stairs. "It's the vampire village south of the castle!" Daniel's eyes are wide with fear, and anxiety coats his forehead. It doesn't seem like Daniel has slept, too haunted by whatever he is here to say. "A dragon crashed down

“The only person who can break Elena’s system.” Aria raised an eyebrow. “Another hacker?” Cassian’s voice dropped. “Not exactly. She’s not code. She’s history.” He opened the file. One photo. A woman. Mid-forties. Military posture. Ice in her eyes. Subject: Delia Vale. Status: Deceased (unconfirmed). Alias: Ghost of Ceres Protocol. Relation to C. Vale: Biological mother. Aria froze. “You’re telling me your mother’s alive?” “I’m telling you my mother never died officially,” he said. “And if anyone still has access to the backdoor Elena uses to clean internal threats…”

I was about to hang up, but her next words made me freeze. "It may sound stupid because of what happened five years ago, but I think Daniela Rossel didn't die. I think Gift is Daniela, and she's back to avenge herself and take your pups away." My heart pounded in my chest the drop on my feet, sweat beading on my forehead. "What the hell are you talking about, Laura?" I screamed, my voice echoing through the reception area that everyone was looking at me in shock on their faces. But immediately I gazed at them, they all bowed at me, realising who I was.

Unless something went wrong, that day's event provided her the perfect opportunity to make her move. Vernon and I moved through the crowd, raising our glasses in toast to each guest. When we reached Heidi, she smiled warmly and said, "Congratulations on your wedding, Daniella." I could see through her facade. The fact that she had stolen my real sister's place only intensified my contempt for her. Despite the storm of emotions inside me, I forced a smile and raised my glass in return. But before I could react, she pulled a knife from behind her back and lunged toward me. As the blade came down, my forehead creased, and my pupils dilated. In an instant, I seized her arm, locking it in a tight

A violent shudder ripped through my entire body. Before I could even turn to find the source, a desperate grip clamped onto my forearm. "I knew it! I knew you weren't dead! You're coming home with me!" I stared in horror at Daniela, who'd wasted away to half the woman she used to be. "You… H-how are you…" I stammered. "Who the hell are you? Get your hands off Matthew!" Vivian snapped. She shoved Daniela back hard, snapping me out of my daze.

Vera's voice came from somewhere to her right — strained, compressed, the voice of someone speaking through the effort of holding something that was trying very hard not to be held. "Danielle." She turned her head. Vera was eight feet away. She was still upright — that was the first thing, the thing that mattered, the silver-haired woman was still on her feet and still between the creature and the pool's near rim and this was an act of such extraordinary physical will that Danielle felt it as something close to reverence. One arm was held at an angle that suggested damage. Her face was set with the specific expression of someone who had decided on a position and was not revisiting it regardl

He loved her. She stirred before opening her eyes, they looked clueless as she stared about before realization dawned on her and she felt like plucking out her soul, she was seething as she wore her nightgown. Where was that son of a bastard? She was going to kill him, break every bone in his body. Abdul-Dayyan walked out of the bathroom with just black sweatpants, a hand was plunged into it's pocket and a lazy smile was on his face as he leaned on the doorframe watching her.

I fall to my knees, suddenly feeling locked inside my mind. “Valerie, are you okay…” Elias sits his hand on my shoulder, and in less than half a second, I slap his head off his shoulders, snatch his headless neck and rip into his body with my canines. I stare at what I’m doing, unable to move - to fight. All hell breaks loose, but it’s too late - Nia’s awakened, and she wants blood.

She closes her eyes and tries to calm the light with thought and eventually she dares to make eye contact with her mother. "Oh... Indra. You're alive." Rebecca hugs her daughter tightly. Indra tries to sit up, but it's hard when her mother weighs her down with her love. "Mum! Can you please get out of the way?" "Oh! Of course, I can." Rebecca reluctantly moves away from her resurrected daughter, and Laurin reaches out and helps her get back on her feet. The first thing she sees is Lucifer's disgruntled face. She pushes Laurin away, grabs the magic sword out of Seven's hand and walks straight for Lucifer. No one's trying to stop her.

"Of course, if you know about vampires, then you must be related to the Raltz Clan, Haltz Clan, or even Harawaltz." Diana paused then took a deep breath, "Listen, I don't want to talk about vampires. I've been saying from the start if you want to kill me then just do it. But instead, you let me live and roam this castle, even feeding me. If so, then shut up and keep your mouth shut. Don't ask anything because I won't answer it." #to be continued in Chapter 11.1 - Rebel