Resident Evil Village Fanfic Novels & Stories

Riley cried out, fingers tangling in his hair as the house seemed to groan around them. “Ohh… fuck… just like that!” Elias added two thick fingers, curling them perfectly while sucking her clit. The adrenaline made every sensation sharper. Riley came hard, thighs clamping around his head, her scream echoing through the empty mansion. He rose up, freeing his massive cock… thick, veined, and rock-hard. “No more teasing. I’m claiming this pussy right here where the dead can watch.” Elias positioned himself and thrust in deep, stretching her walls with one powerful stroke. Riley arched off the bed, nails digging into his back. He fucked her raw and relentless, the old bed creaking violently bene

Mixed with supernatural abilities and hybrid genetics and the lingering trauma of their childhood. Normal and extraordinary. Both at once. Like everything in our lives. Five years after Eve's resurrection, we celebrated our anniversary. Fifteen years married. Centuries together if you counted before that. A lifetime of love and loss and survival. "We should do something special," Eve said. "Mark the occasion properly." "Like what?" "I don't know. Dinner? Trip? Something that isn't just surviving threats and processing trauma." "Revolutionary." We planned a weekend away. Just us. No kids. No pack. No responsibilities.

The man collapsed, unconscious, as the mist darted through the air and plunged into another villager before anyone could react. “It can do that now?” Ryan muttered from the corner, already moving. “It’s evolving. It’s getting smarter.” Eira said. “Then we have to evolve as well.” Ryan said, flexing his muscles. The room erupted in screams. The newly possessed villager threw a bench aside as though it weighed nothing, eyes rolling black. He lunged at a table, claws that weren’t claws sprouting for an instant before fading back into hands. Ryan intercepted him, slamming him to the ground. “Get out!” he barked at the crowd, voice carrying authority that brooked no hesitation. People scrambled f

“Ryker is the reaper and thanks to that half vampire, half werewolf creature inside of him he was able to massacre a whole village. My breathing was coming out in gasps now and in as much as I tried to maintain the poker expression on my face I was aware that I was failing. Eve was bale to see right through my pretence. I was vaguely aware of Eve coming close to me her eyes bright pools of excitement. “Ryker my mate wiped everyone in that village for me and I can make him do it again because the beast listens to me but this time I’m going to make him kill you.”

People screamed, fleeing as the fire consumed their homes. “No,” I gasped, shaking my head. “That can’t be him. That’s not what happened!” “Oh, but it is,” Damon whispered, stepping closer. “Your precious hero torched that village on purpose. They were rebels fighting against the G.H.C cruelty And the children? They were collateral damage.” My chest tightened, bile rising in my throat. “You’re lying,” I hissed. “There must have been a reason. A threat, something—he wouldn’t just—”

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

Rhett’s hand found hers and seeing their hold, Cameron covered their hands with his own. “I love you,” Aislen whispered as Talen licked the wounds on her neck closed. “I love you all. I’m f-king exhausted and over this f-king Van Helsing shit and pack bull-crap. Let’s get some sleep. In the morning, we’re going to f-k this place up.” “Hmm,” Talen’s hum was amused. “Heath would prefer to avoid violence.”

She stare coldly at her sister corpse before setting the room on flames. . . . Meanwhile Taika who was supposed dead was alive and well even drinking coffee in another dimension in space. " Congratulation host... You have completed your last lesson on becoming a villainess_ Now have some rest for our real class started". ****** Villainess vengeance is about to begin.

Was I the reason this village has become a ghost? Wandering through the quiet streets, I found Valerian crouched near one of the stone houses at the edge of the village. I walked over to him. “Do you see these drawings?” he said, pointing at a faint line etched into the ground. I tried to ignore how his scent wrapped around me, how just being close made my head swim and my heartbeat stutter. “There are markings going around the entire village.” “Witches,” I murmured. “We were too late.”

“That’s your way of saying yes, without admitting it.” Ceres leaned back on one hand. “If she wanted to plant something in that ember… she did it long before we understood what she was.” At the Village That Once Burned Far from the river, in a village that once lay in cinders, a woman woke suddenly in the middle of the night, hearing her daughter hum a tune no one had taught her. She found her standing outside, barefoot, palms glowing faintly. “Child, what are you doing?” The girl turned slowly. “Listening.”