Resident Evil Crimson Head Novels & Stories

' Josh slowly gulped, internally cursing Garrix for not being specific when it came to his visions about this. This was not just the raging instincts of a newborn Omega Vampire, but the mad powers of the Crimson Bride going haywire. An elemental Vampire Mythic that was said to have blood so elusive, and powers even more devastating that could level mountain ranges to molehills. That's an even match - or probably greater compared to the all-powerful Vampire King.

Before an hour had passed, the dozens of heads had consumed all of the living beings at the peak of Yuraeceon Daelm Rank's Ninth Tribulation. Nonetheless, the cries and roars of the living beings still echoed in the place. It was creepy. Following the flash of the amethyst-red light, bodies, and limbs grew from the dozens of heads. They looked exactly like Hetsema. It was just that they were bloody and evil. In the next second, Hetsema spread his arms again. The dozens of evil bodies that looked like him integrated with his main self. Suddenly, terrifying and bloody amethyst-red light erupted from his body. His hair also turned red.

She was elegant in a terrifying way, with steel-gray hair pulled into a severe bun and eyes that missed nothing. "Welcome, new students, to Crimson Moon Academy." Her voice carried without effort, filling the massive space. "I am Headmistress Valdris. You are here because you have been chosen. Selected from thousands to receive an education unlike any other. Some of you will excel. Some of you will fail. Some of you..." Her pause was deliberate, her gaze sweeping across the human tables. "Some of you will not survive the year." Nervous laughter rippled through our section, quickly dying when we realized she wasn't joking.

How did they even know that I was here? Suddenly, the vampire closest to Amy lunged toward her and in one fluid movement, she leapt down the stairs in a flying side kick and took the vampire's head off with the sickle. Crimson blood splattered down the stairwell and across the wall as his head rolled down the stairs and his body went slack. Suddenly, his body burst into bright red, and orange flames, along with his head and the blood splatter across the walls. Kellen leapt toward the other vampire, doing an overhead front flip, ripping the other vampire's head off. He held the head in his hand, dripping blood, then dropped it onto the floor and it, too, burst into bright red, yellow and oran

I closed my eyes, hoping it would just disappear. A hand of fire grabbed my throat and lifted me off the ground. I looked down the arm to the red-leathered monster. His eyes pure evil, he cocked his head and grinned. His hand slowly closed, my nails doing nothing to him as I clawed and squirmed. I couldn't breathe. I heard it first. The sudden crack of bone and ripping of flesh. I watched in slow motion as my head was twisted, and ripped off. I saw my headless body drop. And then I fell with it, Darkness swallowing me once more.

It would give them a chance to interfere in pack matters. Just as these thoughts crossed my mind, making my heart feel constricted under the pressure, the blank screen finally connected the call and the face of an unknown man appeared on the screen. Alpha Krimson had long black hair that touched his shoulders. It reminded me of Darcia in his late teens. But somehow, this man managed to make it look intimidating and professional at the same time. However, the most noticeable feature about the man who seemed to be built like a tank, were his bright red eyes. A definitive sign of a rogue wolf.

However, by then C*ssie had already pulled Warlenda under her and she knew if she doesend him today then no one will be able to do it. This is why even before Ramos could come near them, C*ssie howled before biting Warlenda's neck and tearing his neck apart, leaving everyone stunned in their place as they noticed Warlenda's head and body were torn apart, which meant he was dead! Crystal was taking breaths when she noticed hundreds of eyes were locked at her and she was standing in front of the dead body of Warlenda. Crystal immediately went back and got into her human form before returning in front of them while by then Ramos had already returned to his form as he still couldn't believe what

Damon exclaimed. "And you think you will come here with your cheap story and I will believe you? Open your ears and listen to me properly, I don't care about anything that has to do with you or Alexis, if she likes, let her die, it's will be even better to reduce evil seed in my pack, now get out of my chamber before I change it for you." Crimson ordered. "But..." "I said out!!!" Crimson shouted. TBC

With a thought, the infromation organized itself and, in her minds eye, now appeared a digital window; [SUMMARY] Name: Nya Crimson Age: 19 Condition: Standard Alias: N/A Titles: N/A Classification: Omen Species: High Vampire Rank: N/A Phantasm: Blood Reaper; ability to assimilate abilities from the blood matter of other beings. [Notice: You have been designated a 'Special Existence; REGIS' whose choices may shape the fate of the cosmos. More information will be available at a later point.] She read the details on the window intently, she didn't know how, but she knew that this window was now part of a much grander network that she had access to.

Flesh and blood. A squad of figures emerged from the gloom. They wore sleek, silver tactical armor that looked like it belonged in a sci-fi movie, not a rusty basement. Their helmets were faceless, smooth domes. And leading them was a man who wasn't wearing a helmet. He was tall, pale, with hair as white as bone. Half his face was covered by a metallic mask that glowed with a soft red light. "Valerius," Jack growled. The name tasted like bile. The man who had supposedly died in the helicopter crash over the A****n. The man who had hunted them across three continents.