Resident Evil Village Fanfic Novels & Stories

She could easily overpower me and catch me even if I did somehow manage to escape her grasp at first. "I r-really don't think that he'll like this," I tried one more time to make her change her mind, "He really doesn't like it when other people touch his... things." She let out a menacing chuckle as she bent down a bit. My entire body shook furiously as she harshly grabbed onto my upper arm, jerking me towards her. "I guess we'll find out then, won't we?" Without another second, she buried her fangs in my flesh right above my collar bone.

EREBUS Helplessly I hold my Little Vixen in my arms and watch as the lesions spread from her hands, up her arms, and onto her rest of her body. Her sweet scent of vanilla is being overpowered by the smell of rotting flesh. Her face is almost unrecognizable as the blisters mar her beautiful face. Her eyes flutter open and shut as she tries to regain consciousness. I have never felt more helpless in my whole life. Not even when my father was being murdered by Hunters right before my eyes. A giant tear falls from my eyes and lands on Ella’s beautiful face. I am losing her. I can feel the bond between us begin to weaken.

"Bury the hatchet? Did you hear all the things that the asshole did to Lily? He sold her to the vampires and you think that was something we could all throw away like it never happened? Even if we had to forget that the male takes brother's chosen mate or the fact that the male holds grudges against Brown for taking the female that was supposed to be his chosen mate." "What?" Father and Zeus growl at the same time. That was when I realized that, all that time, Zeus, Father, and I were in the dark, trading blindly with the enemy. "What are you saying? Eva never told me that?" It was my father that screamed this time looking at the faces of his brother and father before they fell on my mother'

Ravine nodded and happily went to finish off the bed, nothing was better than killing to them. Lilith had long escaped when she saw Elian was defeated... she vowed to get back at Damien by killing his so called love. Ravine finished them off very quickly, bloodied he smiled as he looked at his artwork..very beautiful. Torn flesh and organs spread cross the ground..it looked like massacre. Damien went back to Rutherford while was still Madeline battling with how to advice the village heads. "I can help..a drop of my blood, will heal the sick children and heal the crops and flowers..."

We both groan in unison, just under our breath, at the injustice of a week more of school. “Pfft, they're not my friends anyway.” Eve can't help herself, and I throw her a pointed stare that seems to penetrate something in her attitude and makes her pipe down. She turns away to stare out of the window instead. “This is done for now. It’s late, and we all need to get some sleep. Go shower, both of you. That muddy coloured ash you are caked in is the charred, vulgar remains of hundreds of dead vampires from a decade ago…. might want not to be breathing it in or wearing it like a second skin. It’s dead ferals.”

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.

“Oh, where? I thought we were gonna—you know—spend our times together.” “Maybe next time.” He half ran out of the club, following in the footsteps of the people who had been talking about Duradel. But they had disappeared from sight. “Shit!” Lev banged his fist against the wall, attracting the attention of several people around him. Is it what he thinks it is? The girl they put on Duradel. Assault on the city. The history written in the book was wrong. They haven’t been destroyed. Those Vampire Hunters were still alive, and they were using Verona as their weapon.

“But I guess we can try to get to know each other a little better-” Before I could finish, he yanked me into his arms. My eyes widened and my face grew hot. I let out a small whimper, which made him loosen his arms around me and I pulled slightly away to look at him. His normally cheerful hazel eyes had changed their color to a darker shade. I gulped. “I said t-try knowing each other first!” I cried out in alarm. My hands flew to his chest to push him away but it was futile. Damn pureblooded vampires!

This conversation was going in a direction that I wasn’t sure I wanted to go in. Nevi took a deep breath. “Do you remember the story that I told you about the moonlight slaughter?” My gasp echoed throughout my little cottage. I clearly remembered the story he’d told me about the moonlight slaughter. How could I forget such a story? My hand flew to my mouth. “What am I? What have I become?” “You did not die,” he said reassuringly, while raising his hands in the air in a gesture to signal for me to relax and calm down. “Rest easy, my love. You are the same Lizzy I fell in love with. The difference is that your senses are now heightened and…”

Of blood on stone and a goddess’s scream as we broke the script she’d forced on us. Of this small, sleeping weight in my arms, breathing in a world I had helped change. The distance between those nights and this one felt immeasurable. And yet, it was still me. Not the Alpha’s human. Not the cursed girl. Lilah Vale. Luna. Mother. Pack. “Welcome to the village, Rowan,” I whispered. “It’s a mess. But it’s ours. And we’re going to make it worthy of you.” They didn’t answer, of course.