Resident Evil Novels & Stories

I looked directly at his eyes and he answered straight without hesitation. "Because it will do you good than harm. Eve, once you remember your memories of the past, terrible things always happen, I think it's a part of the curse by my shithole of a father." I have no arguments in that since I remembered how he killed me! I don't even know if I can tell Adam that I already remember but I think it's safer to do so. "Adam, I already have them..." The words stray off slowly but he just nodded.

A broken vase, a picture on the floor, then into the bedroom, messing up the bed, throwing some of the bedside table's belongings on the floor. She ran into the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife. Gritting their teeth, Elizabeth slid the sharp blade over her left palm and let her hand soak into the white countertop, tossing the weapon on the floor after wiping the handle clean. They wouldn't find anyone's fingerprints on that weapon but would find her blood all over the place and evidence of guilt on the table. Without any ID, bags, or suitcases, just her cell phone, Elizabeth Cord left her apartment, went down the fire escape, quickly through the back door, which led to the private parking

I called her while looking around. " This is getting more fun my little whore..... But I am giving a small warning if I caught you then I won't spare you for good so come out like an obedient slut" I mimicked in very sweet sound and looked for her. Library, living room, upstairs, office, bedroom like everywhere I searched for her. I stood at my library hall which is also my study area looking around. Others are open spaces so there isn't much things where she could hide but this place is congested and filled with many things. When I keep each step my eyes ran very closely to every corner. Suddenly I remembered something , I don't know why that scene came into my suddenly because that is

Tears formed and trickled down her eyes as Priestess Eva stared ahead blankly as her body trembled intensely as if she is being caught in a torturous nightmare. “Priestess Eva, what’s wrong? What’s going on?” Soran who is standing next to Priestess Eva panicked as he helped the latter to sit comfortably on the floor while checking the horrid and pale complexion that is masking her face. In the days that they have been reunited, aside from the grievances and cries when she was resurrected, this is the first time that Priestess Eva showed such a painful and horrifying look on her eyes. It is as if she saw something so terrifying that it breached all of her defenses that guard her emotions.

Yours for eternity, Vladimir I closed the letter as tears began rolling down my cheeks. I believed my father was an angel, and my mother was a saintly woman. But the ancestors of my father side were bloodthirsty vampires. The ancestors of my mother were compassionate human beings, the fittest of all. I felt like I was torn apart between the two worlds. How could I harmonize these two ancestral species inside of me?

Valerie arrived at the college early so she could stop by Holbert’s office and apologize for missing their book date on Monday night. She wore a knee-length skirt and a button-down top with the first couple of buttons open, exposing her creamy globes. With any luck, it would be enough for him to get a sneak peek and forgive her, and she wouldn’t need to do anything else to appease the old man. As much as Damien, Nick, and Ivy thought this would be a feather in her cap she could use later for something she needed, it still gave her the shivers just thinking about it. Holbert Warren was a perverted old man, and not in the way Damien was. No. If the rumors were true, the president of the colleg

I looked harder out the thick glass doors, peering through the rain. There was a faint silhouette of a little boy around eight running frantically around glancing up at the sky and into the shadows everywhere. I sprinted out the doors, the fat drops coming down on my uncovered head. “What’s wrong?” I stopped dead in my tracks. Sprinting around high in furious circles was a huge black shadow. Its deep red evil eyes shot through my soul and made me stagger back into the hard doors. It looked like a black ghost, but it had a ragged gray exterior that looked like pasty, dead skin covered in deep cuts.

Ignoring then that question he replied nonchalantly, “The daughter of great Amenadiel who is going to rule the whole Underworld is such a scared kitten. I didn't know that God had selected a coward to rule the underworld. Why are you so scared of me? Even your mother, a normal human, was braver than you.” The moment he spoke about my mother the flashback of my mother's death started to come back in my mind and my vision started to get blurry. Tears started to form in my both eyes. I replied angrily looking up in his direction, “Don't you dare to take my mother's name in your mouth. You killed my mother, a worm of hell."

" The very next day, nine more villagers appeared in Sea Village, and ten more players appeared in the scenario. In the newest round of evaluations, 'Call of the Sea' was rated as an S-rank dungeon, with a death rate as high as eighty percent.

"Access requires a triple-thread authorization." "DNA. Retinal. And the Blood-Covenant," Elena snapped. She held her still-bandaged finger to the glass. The elevator didn't go down. It felt as though the world itself were shifting around her. With a heavy, tectonic groan, the car descended past the foundation, past the subway lines, into the bedrock of the city. The doors opened to a room filled with the smell of ozone and ancient paper. This was the Everett Black-Site. Thousands of glass cylinders lined the walls, each containing a physical and digital backup of every secret the family had ever bought, sold, or stolen.