Resident Evil Novels & Stories

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

This dumb dungeon blocked off all entrances to the other floors! Especially if I'm trying to sleep, I have no choice but to go to the surface! Obviously, I'm not suicidal and won't do that. [Half Life(Unique)- Connects Host and targets life instantly. Effect: If the Host dies, the host can resurrect once using the target's body. If the target dies, the host will suffer serious injuries. There is a chance of the host not being able to resurrect if the target's strength is above the host. In this case, both host and target will die.

' Leona was surprised in her heart. 'Ting' the elevator door opened again. "Ah... Daddy has arrived. Daddy first, Ethan, Leona," said Beni. Ethan and Leona nodded their heads. Not long after, it was their turn to get out of the elevator. Ethan walked in front to show the direction where William's room was. 'Johnny Redorge?' 'William Redorge?' 'Why do they have the same name? Do they have a family relationship?' Leona's monologue inwardly.

Lizy and Mark together ran for the chocolate but Nigel made Mark stumble and fall hard on the ground. Lizy took the chocolate from the table and smiled at Nigel. Nigel too smiled back at her. ***** Eva walked out of the bathtub and wrapped her body with a towel. She stood in front of the mirror staring at her reflection. Sh suddenly remembered the flashback she got when she fell off the corridor. She turned around and collected her wet hair aside. She slightly turned her head and glanced at the tattoo she had on her nape. "EVIL" 'Why and when did I get this? Why don't I remember getting this?' she thought deep inside.

And while what she said wasn’t false, he wished that it were. “I know that you are worried for me. But if Ivor is right and that flower is our best bet at waking Lam up, then I want to go searching for it with you.” Lily said seeing that Mane was silent. Ivor told them of a plant, a plant called Revival Grass. According to Ivor it was a plant that could forcefully wake a person up. It was mostly used by the resourceful to forcefully open the eyes of a dying relative and have them leave behind a will or last words. But the plant was so rare and precious that it was difficult to find. There was one reliable place where it could be found however – the Dark Valley. It was a dangerous part of the

"As your fiancé, I promise... I'll fix you right up." ... [Nightmare Scenario: Midnight Manor... Activated] [Survival Time: Seven Days] [Current Players: 40/40] [Death is Eternal Oblivion. Have Fun.] A robotic female voice echoed in the void. It sounded cheerful. It was terrifying. I blinked. I was standing in front of a huge Gothic manor. Black spires clawed at the gloomy sky. Gargoyles with twisted, screaming faces crouched on every corner. Their eyes glowed an ominous red.

Moonlight through the window cast shadows, but after a quick scan she knew the room was devoid of life save for her. And then she saw it. In the vanity mirror. A reflection of the window. And looking in through the window was a creature that should not exist. That cannot be from this world. Too horrible for words. Just know, that this thing was evil. Even in the pale light, she could see the vile intentions in its inky eyes and snarling, fangled mouth. It looked excited. And hungry. Its grey hands pressed against the glass, each elongated, alien finger leaving a film residue behind as it dragged its claw-like nails down the window.

Aurelia was seized by a strangely icy mood, while her eyes took in what she could see in the sparse, silvery light. Evirll's bare torso lay on Jesper Svenssen's undressed chest. He was lying on his side slightly so that most of her skin was touching and Evrill's head was right above Jesper's heart, as if he was listening to the lack of knocking. He had spread his arms along the arms of the deceased and so with their light skin they formed a shining silver cross on the dark carpet below them. The impression was reinforced by the color contrast. It just looked creepy, even to her, who had been through so much. While the dead man's eyes stared blindly up into the sky, evrills were closed. He wa