Resident Evil Evolution Novels & Stories

While propping myself up on the wheelchair, I rose to my feet. A look of shock came across Selena's eyes, and she froze mid-laugh. I tapped into my phone and tapped on the recording. "One needs to apply some tactics when going against someone who's evil. What do you think?" Selena started screaming when she realized that her plan had failed. With a cold gaze, I stared at her going berserk. After calming herself down for a moment, she reached out to snatch my cell phone away from me. I dodged her, resulting in her losing her balance and rolling down the stairs.

Ground trembled ominous prelude, ruins-plaza shuddering cataclysm as below-cracks spiderwebbed volcanic wider—armored shadows erupting horde-feral: evolved abominations surging, coven-ghost shells plated hunger-black chitin pulsing vein-threads throbbing like engorged cocks, maws razor-multifold upgraded plasma-fanged dripping corrosive drool that bubbled flesh-melt on stone, numbers doubling swarm-insane. “Second wave—armored evo-horde!” Jenkins bellowed guttural war-cry, hex-blades reigniting plasma-dual screaming thirst, charging left-flank berserk with Mara axe-whirlwind decapitating lead chitin-beast fountain black-ichor arterial. “Flank ‘em—rip chitin-veins!” Sofia's tattoos blazed bin

And she’s standing right there, reborn into something I no longer recognize. Lucien straightens, withdrawing his hand. “Enjoy the gala, Mr. Knight,” he says lightly. “It’s a historic night.” Historic. Because as Evelyn turns, just for a second, her gaze flicks back. Not to me. Past me. Like I’m already gone. And I realize, with sickening clarity, The dead don’t come back. They evolve. And whatever Evelyn Sterling has become, I’m standing on the wrong side of her resurrection!

"It's a selection mechanism. 99.9% of humans who get infected turn into zombies, but there's that 0.1% of humans who, due to their genetics, constitution, will force, or some other unknown factor, trigger an evolution within them." She walked back to my bed. "You're part of that 0.1%. The perfect evolved specimen." Perfect evolved specimen? The words exploded in my ears. "What do you mean?" I asked. "It means that you're now completely immune to the zombie virus. Your cells have undergone an adaptive evolution, making the virus ineffective against you. Your physical condition, including strength, speed, reflexes, recovery… All of those have reached the theoretical upper limit of humans." She

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

Yet, the vast factory still felt overly expansive and empty. Heath could still smell the long removed machinery. The tarry smell of melted rubber still permeated the building. He welcomed the aromas. They kept him focused. They were a constant reminder of what he needed to accomplish. The memory of his beloved May-Ellen constantly drove him forward now, forcing him to complete his task; despite his distaste for the failures. A frown crossed Heath's face at the painful memory of May-Ellen. Quickly, he shifted back to the memory of his very first realization that HE, Heath, was responsible for saving Mother Earth. "This meeting of The Revelation Society will come to order," echoed from Heath's

Our focus was on Alpha Seiko of the Whitefang Pack even though it was Alpha Josh that killed our parents. We had to kill the source first, it was no use taking him down and risking our exposure and identity being in the open. Moreover, he was already as good as dead, but every night I prayed to the Mood Goddess to keep him alive and healthy for when I am ready to bring my plans to full motion. His death would be thrilling for me to watch and personally handle. Every morning and night I would go to where I have kept him hanged and slowly cut out a tiny part of his body, give it to a maid to cook and serve to him. He would suffer ten times more.

Smirking from the ground, Evelyn replied, "No, but I knew I could distract you." Eva's triumphant words faltered as she noticed Selena's absence. Turning around, she found Selena at the electronic door, guarding their father. Unfazed, Eva declared, "Don't bother; you won't get through without a card." In a surprising twist, Selena revealed the card in her hand, swiping it through the electronic door's lock, confidently asserting, "You mean this card." "No!!!" Eva's fear-filled shout echoed as the door swung open. In an instant, a figure moved with incredible speed, and Eva's lifeless body fell to the floor, her head separated from her body.

But for the first time, I saw the slight tremor in his hand as he closed his laptop. ​He wasn't protecting his Legacy. He was terrified of it.

None of them had returned. Not to mention!!! There were a few unfamiliar faces… The Rank 1 Evolved One dared not continue with his thoughts after seeing the Apocalyptic Legion beside Lucas. 'These four zombies… have red eyes? 'I think zombies with red eyes are Rank 7 Zombies!' The thought of it made the Rank 1 Evolved One take a few steps back. His eyes opened wide as he shouted, "Rank 7 Zombies! There are four Rank 7 Zombies!"