Resident Evil 7 Mother Novels & Stories

"And the Banshee?" I hesitate. "Not present. But her scream... Lingers. A residue echo. The seal holds it like scar. It's loud even though she's not there. It sounded disturbing." "She's a Death Mother, so of course she's still tethered to it in a way," he mutters, more to himself. "Good. That means we have leverage." I narrow my gaze. "What exactly is the plan, Ryel? You keep saying leverage, but against who? Her?"

Damian opened the box, revealing an old medallion embedded with two symbols: the Vasiliev crest—and the raven of the Order of Sveta Noč. It pulsed faintly. “Elara,” Damian said. “Touch it.” I hesitated. My fingers hovered over the cold metal, trembling. Then I closed them around it. The pulse surged up my arm—heat and light flooding my chest, not painful, but powerful. My vision blurred for a moment. Then— I saw her. My mother. Not as I remembered, but younger. Dressed in ceremonial black, a raven perched on her shoulder. “You are more than blood,” she said. “You are the storm I left behind.”

“Not in the vision but in the flesh.” “She’s supposed to be dead,” he stated, rallying all his emotions behind his stiff expression before he could chose one that was correct when it came to her mother. “Yes,” Amanda nodded, “but it turned out Matteo resurrected her.” A disgusted expression instantly broke out from his face. “That mage is clever. He’d do anything to get you back, even use your mother and blackmail you. What’s more, she believes the vampires are still her enemy. She doesn’t know about our relationship.”

… The next morning, I took a day off to bring Natalie to the mall. I bought her a new dress and a new backpack. Everything that was hers had to be brand new. We shopped, had a good meal, and went to the movies. For once, we did everything an ordinary mother and daughter would do. That day, Natalie finally broke out into a bright smile. … In the afternoon, I received an unexpected call. It was from my mother-in-law, Catherine Brown. Her cries filled my ears as soon as the call was connected. "Whitney, you heartless woman! Haven't you ruined Arnold enough? What more do you want?" Catherine's high-pitched tone stabbed at my ear.

She wasn’t giving up yet without a fight; she tugged, kicked and pulled effortlessly till she had no strength left. Suddenly she felt herself losing consciousness, and her mother was already dead so there was no one to call. She released her breath which she had been holding in to prevent the water from going up through her nose. The water rushed in freely and filled her body, and just as she was about to give up the ghost, her dormitory alarm went off.

And we had just brought the three keys needed to turn the heart back on. "Wait," I said, looking at the Mountain Woman. She wasn't looking at the Great Mother with love. She was looking at her with a cold, predatory hunger. "Killian, look at the resonance markers on the stone. The Great Mother isn't the one in charge. She’s the bait." The Elder Mother reached out, but not for the children. She grabbed the Great Mother by the throat, her fingers turning into jagged stone. The shadow-queen let out a shriek of genuine terror as her energy began to be sucked into the palace walls.

The polished banister felt cool beneath my trembling fingers as I clutched it for support, anchoring myself in this whirlwind of uncertainty. Finally, as I reached the upper landing, a scene unfolded that froze the blood in my veins. There, at the threshold of Eden's room, stood my mother—her presence an ominous specter that sent a shiver down my spine. The twisted grin that adorned her face sent shockwaves of horror coursing through me, the macabre expression a stark contrast to the warmth and love a mother should radiate.

Tobias stood to his full height, towering over me with and air of intimidation swirling around him. “No” he growled then stomped out of the room. That was an abrupt exit. I guess I found my one wrong question. So, if Gunner is still under the influence of the darkness, that would explain the extreme actions taken against the Origin child. But why would the All Mother help Zelena and not her Mate. That part doesn’t make any sense. I sat on the edge of the bed, where Tobias just vacated from. I ran my finger over Zelena’s cheek. She looks so much like Micha. I want to tell her the truth. This whole second kidnaping has really made me realise how precious the time we have is. I don’t want to sp

Blocked our path. Victoria. My mother. Smiling. Venomous. "Not so fast, Delilah. We're not done yet."

"Phase One of the 'Redistribution' is complete. Initiate the harvest of the Mother-Unit." I looked at the woman who had been my mother. She was standing up, her milky eyes now a vibrant, predatory gold. She wasn't looking at me with love. She was looking at me with hunger. "The creature, it wasn't a failsafe," Leo whispered, backing away. "It was the lure." My mother smiled, her silver teeth glinting in the morning light. "Thank you for the Spark, daughter. Now, give me back my crown." As she stepped forward, the ground beneath us didn't just shake it began to rise. We weren't on a mountain. We were on the roof of a colossal, living organism that was finally waking up.