روايات وقصص ضمن Resident Evil: Afterlife Novel

Ben interrupted. " Dad" Hudson groaned angrily making everyone burst into laughter... SOMEWHERE UNKNOWN Selena appeared out of no where and slumped to the floor. Looking at herself, " I'm alive... I'm alive!" She exclaimed happily, standing up. Looking around she recognized where she was immediately. " I'm in the Underworld, I made it!" An evil laughter left her lips immediately. " Those fools thought they finally destroyed me but they forgot how powerful I am. Now I made to the Underworld all I have to do is look a soul to eat to be able to come back on earth...

Caitlin dove into the book, scanning through, turning the pages as fast as she could, looking for any mention of vampires, of how to heal or cure one, how to bring one back to normal life. As she began to read, she suddenly slowed down. She went back and read it again. Then again. Her heart started beating with hope. She could tell right away that this book was very different than the others. This, of all the books, felt the most real to her, the most scholarly, the most impartial. It wasn’t filled with hyperbole and myth and wild stories told by grandmothers. This one was written, paradoxically, by a bishop, in the 16th century. Also a doctor, he had seen dozens of inexplicable cases of cor

Indeed, as she looked at them now, she almost felt as if vampires would rise from each one of them. But as she walked, what really struck her was the floor. There, in the distance, was a series of shapes, protruding from the floor. As she got close, she could see that it was a cluster of tombs, embedded in the floor, marble shapes of human beings, supine, rising up from the floor itself. It was as if the floor were a living graveyard, as if these bodies were getting ready to rise. She thought of the sarcophagi in the cloisters in New York, and she felt certain that this was a sacred place for vampires. She sensed an energy coming off of one of them, and she leaned in close, and read the insc

"Three?" "Yes," he replied. "The first one is 'Under the Darkness,' the second one is 'Summer Under the Leaves,' and the third one is this one," he pointed to the title of the book with its faded and burnt rose-petal cover. "All written by the same author as the last one. She's really good," he smiled. "She describes certain scenarios of what could have happened in Melia Conkinova's life, regarding her parents' lives, their death, and her own as well. I've read them all, they're incredible!" he exclaimed with excitement. "Sorry," he mumbled. "No problem," she said, tousling his blond hair.

He stood up, not taking his eyes from her and replied, "You came into the basement. I should be the one asking why you are here but you might be here for the reason which I talked to you about." Rielle looked around and that was when she noticed where she was. She wasn't in her room but in a place that looked like a shrine with a body lying on the old cranky bed at the end of the wall. The body had a blade stuck in his left chest and his appearance looked so much like that of the one before her. She took her eyes to Alex and back to the corpse. "Is that you?" "Obviously." "There is a difference. You look hideous as a ghost and even more as yourself."

And truly, I'd just used both eyes to see that. And then I noticed the rest of me. I was naked under the linen now bunched around my hips. "Okay, okay, this has to be a dream," I muttered. "Or I’m losing my damn mind. I remember dying. You shot me. Devon shot me. I died." I grabbed her hand, terrified. "Are you dead? Is this... is this the afterlife?" I looked around. It was nothing like the pit I’d been trapped in. There was light pouring from a crystalline ceiling, earthy ground beneath me, and stone-like walls that looked hand-carved. It felt ancient. Sacred. But not hell.

" The bodyguard was getting desperate because Everly wasn't listening to him at all. He had no idea how Henry was able to keep her under control. The bodyguard took the call and put it on speaker. A woman's voice rang out. "Eve, are you there?" Everly's eyes widened when she heard the voice. "Say, do you guys think I'm hallucinating? Why am I hearing the voices from the afterlife when I'm still alive?" "What afterlife? Eve, where are you? It's me. I'm not dead," Olivia said anxiously. Everly looked at the bodyguard and asked, "Did you hear what she said?" The bodyguard didn't care who was on the other end of the phone.

After going through the subsequent days of torment, Peter was rendered to just a bag of bones who looked sickly. I, on the contrary, regained my health gradually. A healthy complexion returned to my face too. I chose a gravesite for my unborn child. I buried the child's checkup reports, ultrasound imaging, and clothes in the ground. While stroking the ice-cold gravestone with tears streaming down my face, I said, "Come back to me and be my child in your next life, okay?"

I ran back to the camp and found a group of the undead attacking the small family. I searched for Alice and found her with the wolves fighting them in the back. I snatched my double-bladed sword and separated it into two halves, then advanced on the stupid ones who were trying to get to the two women and kids. I cut their heads off, then went to the rest. The alpha wolf beside me herded the ones to my left towards the empty spot to my right. I killed those three and found Alice and the rest of the wolves have killed the remaining ones.