In 1899, rumors in the saloons began to circulate about a notorious troublemaker resurfacing to wreak havoc once more. This dishonorable and wild gunslinger was related by blood to the infamous Black Belle. News of this spread quickly from Valentine, drawing the attention of countless bounty hunters who set their sights and aimed their guns at the outlaw. One man, in particular, seemed destined to cross paths with the criminal repeatedly. Did the Van Der Linde gang track down the infamous Golden Cobra to claim the bounty, or did they form an alliance and work together?

⚠️Warning slight gore and lots of swearing⚠️ Who knew Raccoon city would leave you with faded photos and a fear of the undead? At least you are not left alone. Carlos Oliveira X reader (she/her pronouns) ☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠☠ Don't accuse me of copyright, I don't own resident evil✔ enjoy

Ella and Trent don't see eye to eye on most things but what happens when their eyes fall on each other? 22 year old Ella Bellingham is a sweet but hard headed woman and Trent Alexander Arnold is a kind but stubborn man. Will they be compatible or will they fall apart? Enemies to lovers x Don't be dry readers please guyss commenttt x

Warning: This fanfic is based of the re3 remake, please don't read if you haven't played yet. You, Y/N L/N were a cop working at the RPD. Life before the outbreak was pretty normal. You enjoyed your job at the raccoon city's police department, life was good. That was until everything changed for you. Hey guys, I'm deciding to write this because there's hardly any fanfic's of Carlos :(. I guess you kinda replace Jill in this story? I'm unsure but we'll see soon. This is a Carlos Olivera x Reader story (I'll try my best to keep the reader gender neutral, I apologise if I use any other pronouns.)

"No mission too difficult, no sacrifice too great." The words of wisdom and bravery. Being the only female in the platoon was no different from being another guy. Everyone treats me the same as they do with everyone else. I just...wish it stayed that way. Now, I feel like a distraction, rather than a comrade. | This story is inspired by Call Of Duty WWII. I only own part of the storyline, but a majority of it is owned by Sledgehammer Games. |

𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝟲𝟲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻｡ 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗝𝗲𝗱𝗶 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗲𝘁｡ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲｡ 𝗜𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲❟ 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀

After her mother's death, Charlotte finds herself an 11 year old orphan in the quiet town of Strawberry. She is drawn to the dangerous life of stealing to earn enough money to keep herself alive. One day, a tall stranger shows up at her door, introducing himself as Dutch Van der Linde... Her long lost father. She is raised side by side with Arthur Morgan though the two never consider each other siblings but rather enemies, divided by Dutch's favoritism for his un-biological son. As they grow older, Hosea advises Charlotte that it's time to put the rivalry to bed and asks her to look at Arthur from a new angle. She begins having strange dreams about him, spurred by a traumatic event in her life. When she gets stuck with him after fleeing Valentine, they get into a heated fight that twists into something neither of them thought would ever happen... #1 in Dutch Van Der Linde #6 in Wild West #1 in Western Warning: contains heavy depictions of violence, alcohol and drug use, smut and foul language Listen while you read! Look for "Dutch's Daughter" on Spotify by Mmb307! All characters belong to Rockstar's Red Dead Redemption 2 aside from Charlotte Van Der Linde, an original character of mine. This story contains major spoilers so read at your own risk! None of the images used belong to me. Credit goes to original creators.