Novel & Cerita Resident Evil: Afterlife Novel

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.

Salvatore Falcone froze, then anger lit his eyes. He strode forward and grabbed my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. "What the hell is wrong with you, Alessia Santoro?" I ignored the sharp pain in my jaw. Instead, I lifted his shirt and tossed it onto the floor. Salvatore's eyes darkened instantly. "Looks like you want another trip to the basement." The basement was dark and damp. It was filled with snakes and spiders that slithered across me whenever I woke up.

This is the place that changed my life. This is where I came across my first full-body apparition. This is where I got rid of the worst threat to my life so far. And this is where fate, chance, whatever you wanna call it, brought me back to face the consequences of my mistakes and right the wrongs of my past. This is the place that showed me all I thought I knew after a whole decade of investigation into the paranormal was wrong. I was wrong. Here, I finally understood there may be no answers to my questions about the afterlife. And at the same time, found a whole lot of new questions I never believed worth asking before.

It can be read as a stand-alone novel but if you want to learn better about their previous lives then you might wanna go check out PA first. **~~** Danny and Louis are reborn but one was born with the memories of their past lives while the other stays bound to the last words spoken to him on his deathbed. The only clue to unraveling their eternal bonds lies in their identical birthmarks, one of great meaning and importance. Let's follow Levon and Dylon as they journey through discovery, acceptance, lust, hurt, and uncontrollable love for one another. Hope this time fate smiles better on our boys. **~~** ®©

" 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?"

Her eyes that were once bright were now frozen in a permanent stare. He confirmed her lifelessness for the third time and with shaky hands he shut her eyelids, unable to withstand the fixed gaze on him. Just a while ago, rage had consumed him but now, the flames of anger had dwindled, leaving only smoldering embers of guilt and regret. At that point he knew he had to find a way to hide her corpse before anyone came in. Alessia always had visitors and besides, It was just three days before their wedding, anyone could come in to plan the wedding or deliver the goods they've ordered.

There was no sign of life, no sign of her family, her friends – no sign of anyone. Panic clawed at her throat. Had she saved Aethel, only to find it a desolate wasteland? As Evie stepped into the deserted village street, a single word echoed in her mind – a word that sent chills down her spine: "Aftermath." A guttural growl from behind her ripped through the silence. Evie spun around, heart pounding a frantic rhythm. A shadow emerged from one of the houses, a monstrous, twisted figure unlike anything she'd ever encountered. It bore a chilling resemblance to the creature from the Wellspring, its form shimmering with an unsettling mix of shadow and light.

' My phone rings which snaps me out of the conversation with Thanos. "Alpha Ezra speaking." "Hello Alpha, I'm Odessa Coldwater, I'm calling you because we have a certain she -wolf in common." "I don't believe I know who you're speaking of." "Adeline Simmons." Her tone is cold.