Resident Evil Ocs Novels & Stories

she pointed to the underlined words of the other book. Mr. Evans looked at the words as Hazel then explained, “The Chosen One will make a sacrifice on the land of the dead.” She stood upright and faced Mr. Evans. She said, “The gathering of the dead means the place where the last war took place, where everyone died. That is the land of the dead and also the land of ashes. The Vampires bodies turned into ashes later on and now, we need to know where that land is.” When Mr. Evans didn’t speak, Hazel said, “Think Aiden, you were there that day. Where is that land?” she asked him and looked into his eyes as if the answers would come out.

A blunt Omega. “Guards take her out of town and throw her into the woods. She is forever banished from this pack and can never return. If she ever comes back, eliminate her immediately,” Christopher added, taking Barbra by the waist and bringing her close to him. She had a splendid look on her face as the guards took hold of me and were about to drag me out of town. “You know what? I will leave, but remember, there’s always a price to pay. Believe me, Christopher, I can survive with or without you.” I blurted it out before running out of the ceremony in tears.

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I exclaimed in protest, but no one seemed to believe me. Finally, breaking through the crowd, I saw Cormac lying there, his body contorted at some weird angle, his mouth foaming with a black substance, his hands clawed razor-sharp. The scream began to build in the well of my throat as I comprehended that Cormac was dead. I fell on my knees beside him and wept, hot tears rushing down my cheeks. "Oh, Astrid, oh no, oh no." I muttered, rocking forward and backward. But before I even had time to register what was happening, someone threw a handful of wolfsbane at me, the acrid smell filling my nostrils. "Cursed omega!" they screamed. "She killed her mate!"

Soleman's tone as he speaks, it seemed that he knew something about what they were looking for. They returned to the hospital to search for the oldest storage and it was located under the basement. When they reach the bottom of the hospital, it was so dark, the smell was stinky and there were lots of insects crawling on the wall. The door was filled with thick spider webs so they removed them first. The door opened and a disorganized mountain of files welcomed them. "Oh Lord... How could we find that record in this messy place?" Angelic whispered. William noticed that the files were compiled accordingly. So he advised Angelic to find the files of year 2010.

Black smoke began to emerge from the mirror. Harold’s happiness gave way to discomfort as he saw another face appear in the mirror. It was the face of Oculus, the mighty demon of destruction whose existence had been bestowed upon his family like a curse. He was his ancestor but owing to everything he had done, the elders had locked him away in the Undead Realm, an alternate dimension for the undead. Harold remembered the day he had made a deal with the devil. Oculus had spent several life-times looking for someone in his blood-line who would free him of his suffering and he reached out to Harold on a day when Harold needed his help.

Just snow and shadows and silence. Perfect for ghosts. Luca started setting perimeter charges. Nico handled comms and power. Matteo dragged a table into the main room and dropped the drive on it. “You sure about this?” he asked me. “No,” I said. “But it’s time.” We sat together as the drive powered on, screen flickering blue. A countdown appeared: 47:56:21 And then beneath it, in blood-red letters: SUBJECT 01 – PROTOTYPE RESONANCE EVENT TRIGGERED

Chapter 37. *.*. Oscar was alerted by the noise as he glanced at the middle of the zombies in the line. "You better shut it up or I am going to switch on that damn light" he bawled. Freddy was still busy, brooding. He glanced at the cage and kept nodding his head as he began mapping out his strategies in his head. Oscar brought out a stick of cigar and light it up, he started puffing out smoke.

Aaron's words were immediately cut off, and he looked at the Alpha with a puzzled expression. "What is it, Alpha?" Oscar didn't answer. He remained silent, his sharp eyes looking straight ahead as if they could penetrate walls and traverse the dark night outside. His face hardened and his breathing became rapid. Then he answered. "She's coming." Aaron's eyes widened. "She?" Oscar's eyebrows rose and fell. He swallowed saliva and felt his blood boil. His wolf spirit roared with joy. "Ursa's prediction is correct." * For an unknown length of time, Era felt herself plunged into darkness. She seemed to be floating in a dimension without air. Everything was boundless and she could only drift with

"You survived Duncan’s father, and you are going to survive this. Walk. Please, just walk." The dense cedar woods around them grew dark as the sun began to dip below the mountain peaks, casting long, terrifying shadows across the dirt trail. The sound of the waterfall grew distant, replaced only by the heavy, ragged sound of Oscar’s choking breaths and the frantic, heavy pounding of the baby’s heartbeat in her ears. Oscar’s boots dragged uselessly in the dirt, his head falling heavily against her shoulder. The steady, warm cedarwood scent that had anchored her for days was fading, replaced by the sour, chemical odor of the poison.