Novel & Cerita Resident Evil: Afterlife Novel

This story contains mature themes, profanity, violence, sexual and some triggering content (descriptions of SA) not intended for young readers. ◆ Author's Notes ◆ This is Book II of the Secret Heirs Series. The storyline in this book takes place after the last chapter of my first vampire/crime/romance story originally written in 3rd person and published on another platform. This book is a standalone but if you want more context behind the main characters, I suggest you read "The Heir's Secret Obsession" (THSO) [the non-paranormal version, a rewrite] on this same profile.

I can't remember who I am before I was the girl in a white bloodied dress swimming in my own scarlet blood. I was all over the news. I was a heroine, a lost poor soul. I was famous! Suddenly everybody took notice of me. I was seen. I was real. I was human. This made me feel so powerful. With my mind, I can will things to go my way. I controlled Matthew to pick up that magazine and read my letter. I was able to touch him and made him aware I'm here. I entered his dream and I talked to him. What other things can I do? I smile, that devious smile, I'm excited to have all this power. Why didn't I think of this earlier? I could have tormented dad and made his remaining life a living hell. But he

, "Merisa was the past and you here, Lisate is the present. Its more like you are one" "Oo oh". Lisa sounded more comfortable in talking to Xen than before now. "So what's that you and your brothers got me for?, Lisa asked curiously. "Well, we are hybrids strong and immortal". Before xen started another sentence, Lisa disturbed with a hand up, meaning that he should stop for a while. "You three are immortal?, hybrids and..." "Cursed, of course", Xen finished. "are you the one's I've heard story about?, my granny told me story about three immortal hybrids who shared a life. If one dies then dies and excetra."

Moonlight through the window cast shadows, but after a quick scan she knew the room was devoid of life save for her. And then she saw it. In the vanity mirror. A reflection of the window. And looking in through the window was a creature that should not exist. That cannot be from this world. Too horrible for words. Just know, that this thing was evil. Even in the pale light, she could see the vile intentions in its inky eyes and snarling, fangled mouth. It looked excited. And hungry. Its grey hands pressed against the glass, each elongated, alien finger leaving a film residue behind as it dragged its claw-like nails down the window.

Chunk of his flesh torn out albeit his whole plan to kill and save himself from the enemies grasp until the unnerving creature picked the powerless Zeres up and crushed his bones and body into paste, and he died. It was time to face a new day. Time after time, the nightmare continued without any end to it, Zeres and Abigail drown in their own world of agony for so long. Trying to survive but still the endless death continued. They died only to wake up from it, and then die again. Like a endless cycle of death. Everything all ending in one word, ‘Death’ They just did not know what to do, Abigail could not remember herself, ditto for Zeres and just like that, the nightmare continued.

I hate to admit it but even though Bob is a bit eccentric, he's now the most reliable. I scan my surroundings for something, anything that allows me to go help the rest. There's a trail of blood, it must have been left by the jackal that Helena managed to hurt, a little further on, the corpse of a jackal lying in a pool of blood gives me hope. the spear is still skewered in its belly.

she pointed to the underlined words of the other book. Mr. Evans looked at the words as Hazel then explained, “The Chosen One will make a sacrifice on the land of the dead.” She stood upright and faced Mr. Evans. She said, “The gathering of the dead means the place where the last war took place, where everyone died. That is the land of the dead and also the land of ashes. The Vampires bodies turned into ashes later on and now, we need to know where that land is.” When Mr. Evans didn’t speak, Hazel said, “Think Aiden, you were there that day. Where is that land?” she asked him and looked into his eyes as if the answers would come out.

"Emily, I’m here for my check-up." The familiar voice gave me a jolt. Looking around, a bold thought hit me. Had I been reborn? Mechanically, I took the paperwork from Mira’s hand. My eyes scanned the form for the tests listed, the date, and the truth sank in. Yes, I had been given a second chance. I looked at Mira’s innocent face and felt the urge to tear her apart. In my last life, I was blinded by the way she treated me and actually believed her family thought of me like one of their own.

A married neighbor he’d been having an affair with. That night, before I entered this body, she’d gotten into a fight with her twelve-year-old daughter, Anna. Anna tried to stop her and that turned into a screaming match. While they were struggling with the envelope, Patricia tripped and hit her head on the floor. And that was when I—Patricia Dawson—opened my eyes in her body. A broken humorless laugh slipped past my lips. Before I died, I’d prayed for another chance. I just never imagined this was how God would answer.

“That’s right. I have never loved you. I saved you, coaxed you, and called you my wife… all because you’re strong and could keep me alive. In this cannibalistic apocalypse, emotions are the most useless thing. Only self-interest keeps us alive. Now that you remember everything, do whatever you want with me. Kill me if you like.” Even as I said that, my nails dug deep into my palms. I couldn’t accept it. Was this really the ending someone like me deserved? Weren’t the truly vile ones Callie and Dan? All I ever wanted… was to survive. Ruth stared at me intently. Just when I thought she was about to crush me like she had crushed countless zombies, she suddenly stepped forward. Then, she grabbed