Resident Evil Village Fanfic Novels & Stories

* *"You're just like the Weaver." I lunge, the storm erupting in a corona of lightning and spores. The shadows scream, dissolving, but the true Eden stumbles, clutching his chest where his scars have split open, leaking void and starlight. "I'm fine," he lies. The hollow exhales, its breath warping the trees into spirals. --- **The First Altar** We find the village at dusk.

In the quiet aftermath of his haunting narrative, I find myself enveloped in a silent symphony of empathy, each word a note that resonates with the weight of shared sorrow. "The village plunged into chaos. Families were torn apart, homes reduced to ashes, and the once lively streets were transformed into a graveyard. It was a nightmare—a night when I, too, became a victim, marked by the fangs that pierced my flesh. The pain was searing, but the true torment lay in witnessing the annihilation of everything I had ever known. The vampires left us with a shattered existence. Recounting those harrowing moments, I carry the weight of survivor's guilt—the guilt of being spared while others perished

Carmen nodded numbly, her thoughts elsewhere. As Erica and Alaric continued to talk to her, fragments of unrecognizable memories began to surface again. She saw herself at a lavish dinner, arguing with a guy whose face she couldn't see properly. She felt the cold disdain in his eyes, the tension between them palpable. The hate she felt was so similar to the hate she felt when Cody and Mille threw her off for dead. She saw more-herself, cruel, lashing out at everyone around her. The image of a broken vase returned, the shards glinting like jagged stars on the floor. Blood all over her hands.

Like a frenzied lunatic, Renee tore her house down before fishing her phone out to call her boyfriend. “Hello, babe. Hurry up and run a check for me. That b*tch Edelgard must’ve hired extras. Dig the b*tch’s dirt up for me. I’m going to stomp her into unsalvageable pieces this time so she can forget about ever coming back!” While Renee huffed at the phone, her boyfriend replied, “Alright, save yourself some trouble. Xerxes Village is real. Many official media have reported on it. Just be good and lay low in the future.”

He swallowed her gasps with his kisses. Alex slipped a finger inside of her. She tensed, and Alex froze. He pulled back, “I’m sorry. I lost control.” He made to pull his hand away, but Eddie grabbed his wrist. Her mind was a mess. Her walls were shattered by this villainous man. Her mind knew all the reasons continuing was a bad idea, but her heart and body wanted this. Wanted to erase Johannes’ fumbling. Johannes’ painful greed. Alex might be a villain, but he would never hurt his partner. He wanted to cherish her as his wife. They were married, regardless of how it happened.

After drinking the milk, she was a little refreshed, though she was still shivering, dreaming those kind of dream was a routine, ever since the bad incident, she never forgot about her mother, her eyes glistened in the dark, her dark eyes was so dark that one would imagine it was a devil, when she was little, they use to be tilted her of her eyes, some would say it was too dark that she looked like a devil, but she really didn't care. She went back to the bedroom and laying on the bed, her heartbeat went back to normal, she wiped away the sweat from her forehead gazing at nothing, she fished out her phone to chat with her boyfriend, Scott. "Hi" She texted. "Did you had one of those bad dream

She was home, and with it came the chance to fight for Aethel and potentially rescue her friends. Drawing strength from that sliver of hope, Evie limped towards the village, her staff feeling strangely lighter in her hand. The chaotic energy within it had been depleted by her desperate act, leaving a lingering emptiness. As she approached the village square, a scene of chaos unfolded before her. Villagers, their faces etched with fear, huddled together. Creatures resembling obsidian gargoyles, smaller versions of the monstrous army they had faced in the other dimension, rampaged through the streets, their eyes glowing with a familiar red light.

*** The entity stepped back— *** And vanished. *** ### The Restoration The village snapped back into place. *** Not perfectly. *** But stable. *** Survivable. *** ### The Aftermath Victoria exhaled slowly. *** “That…” *** A pause. *** “…was not fun.” *** Raven glanced at her. *** “No.” *** Her voice was quieter now. *** “But it learned.” *** Victoria smirked faintly. *** “So did we.” *** ### The Truth Ahead Raven looked out over the village. *** “They’re not just watching anymore,” she said.

Gabriel didn’t leave her waist either until he whispered something near her ears, “Darling, we can do this in the bedroom. Although I don’t have a problem if the villagers look at us this way you’ll die of shame.” Elsa, with her horror eyes, let go of his neck and distanced herself from him. Wandering her eyes, she inspected her surrounding, if anyone saw them then it would be a disaster. But fortunately, no one is there where they are standing. At least it relieved her, and she breathed a sigh of relief. The village is so beautiful, just like Valeria. So green and colorful.

when that girl scared from nightmare. velliam help her to sleep comfortably. now when she woke up. she rubbe her eyes and she feel weight on her stomach. she touch that thing. she find out it's an hand of velliam and he is very close to her girl:- what are you doing she is embarrassed and start blushing. velliam:- last night I think you saw nightmare so I hug you, pat you and when I do that you sleep like baby. girl:- are you telling me you worrying about me