Resident Evil 6 Stories Novels & Stories

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.

Just then, Petrov came strolling in with a drink, grinning like a man caught between comedy and doom. “So,” he said, flopping into a chair. “Let me get this straight. We’ve got a demon-witch queen branding kids, a possessed bloodline child about to become humanity’s firewall, and me — a Russian mafia legend — learning ancient Latin spells from a goth librarian with dead eyes.” He took a sip. “Guys… what the hell happened to us?” Sokolov snorted. “We evolved.” Vulture deadpanned. “We got cursed.”

A series of searches later, my eyes widened in horror at the result on the screen. Not that I didn’t believe Dad’s story completely. It was possible that the old woman paid him the visit years ago and spewed gibberish but what displayed on my screen proved that I needed to investigate that story. ‘Soul reckoning curse’ was the title of the article staring back at me. It was a five-page write-up about certain ancestral curses with links to body-swap folklore and urban myths. I read the lead sentence and scrolled down the remaining pages. I think I might have just figured out what happened to Graham and me.

“That’s what the news has been reporting, but it’s not quite accurate. Over the past six months, we’ve found bodies of students who have been decapitated.” “And you think vampires did it?” “It’s possible that a vampire didn’t do it, but the results are inconclusive because their blood was drained from their bodies too. Mathias and I met last night to discuss the possibility. Since the witches, Marael and Sahara Dawson, are dead, and other than the missing heads, the kids still had their organs, we’ve ruled out sacrifice. The only other possibility is that there’s something else occurring out there. There has to be a reason their heads were taken. If not for a ritual, then an out-of-control s

Iris scratched her forehead lightly while looking at him. "Well, I do hate animals." Without realizing it, his expression changed drastically. "Then I'll go inside. Bye Tommy, thank you for taking me." Iris walked into her apartment after she thanked Tommy. She had mixed feelings as she waited for the elevator doors to open. She couldn't stop thinking about all the stories Eva had told her. They started from the Devil Hunter organization, The Devil, and The Hunter. All these stories entered her mind until she unconsciously got carried away.

Dark places breed evil, and beneath such evil quagmires, there are simply no normal people. The middle-aged woman was still trembling, and finally slowly revealed the truth. "Your father came to rescue people, those beasts didn't have enough fun, they bullied your mother in front of your father, your father fought with them, got killed, later your younger brother came in to find people, and was pushed into the well in the backyard, I haven't dared to go near that well until now, there are many dead people inside, the stench is overwhelming, your brother's life was tenacious, he cried for half a month before he died in there."

Calvin fucked my mouth deeper, groaning as my throat convulsed around him. “Fuck… I’m gonna fill this tight cunt,” Brad growled, slamming into me one final time before he came hard, flooding my pussy with thick, hot ropes of cum. Calvin pulled out of my mouth just in time, stroking his cock furiously before shooting his load across my face and tits, painting me white. I collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard, covered in their cum, my pussy leaking Brad’s load down my thighs. What do I tell Mummy and Daddy when they come back?

Chloe asked in a soft voice. “Lively feasts… I bet it smelled so good…” The little hungry ghost licked his lips. “Granny, you’ve had it rough,” grumbled the poltergeist. Meanwhile, the livestream comments were going wild. [Guys, I’m emotionally wrecked! I’m watching a wholesome family drama in a horror game!] [Sniff… Granny’s story hits so hard, I’m missing my own granny from back home!] [Help! I can’t believe I’m crying my eyes out over a horror game!]

The woman said looking at me pleading. “You don’t have to worry, whatever it is, we will find it and we will kill it, this night.” I answered. “You are serious about us sleeping in there.” Anlow asked alarmed. “As serious as a war threat Anlow. Get ready.” I ordered as I left the room with Sorens. “Where to my queen?” “A store where they sell traps for wild animals and if possible, folktales creatures too. I am not leaving anything out, whatever this thing is. We will catch it and torture the hell out of it for fun.”

Occasionally I would catch a disturbing glimmer in his eyes, and be reminded of the sly smile the yashini had given me before it had supposedly vacated Amba's body. It was when I was sixteen that the first of the six men who had witnessed his birth disappeared. The man just vanished. Later that same year another of the six disappeared also. I asked my father about it, but he said that we could not hold Yaksha to blame. The boy was growing up well. But the next year, when another two of the men vanished, even my father began to have doubts. It was not long after that my father and I were the only ones left in the village who had been there that horrible night. But the fifth man did not just v