Resident Evil Tyrant T-103 Novels & Stories

maybe the whole purpose of letting everything around the house grow wild was to keep it away from attention and to make the viewers believe like it was never visited even though it might be frequently. It also reminded her of that old torture room where Marco brutally killed someone who tried to harm her. She was afraid if she was going to experience something like that today but there was one thing she knew, that dexter was never going to harm her and that was the reason when she open the door for her and took her out she confidently put her hand into his as the two of them walked inside. He walked towards a bedroom holding her hand until he open the door and gestured for her to step in fir

She asked, growing angry at his accusations. “She is a Vurthron, a black widow and a killer.” He replied. What the heck?

His dark-gold pupils still churned with unquenched madness, locked onto her legs. Before Vivienne could speak— CRACKLE. The console screen flared to life. It auto-connected to a deep-core probe in the ruins of Eden. A cylindrical nutrient chamber made of colossal white bone appeared on screen. Inside, glowing green fluid swirled. A living heart floated within—perfect muscle structure, still beating. Thump. Thump. The rhythm transmitted through the speakers. It matched, with absolute precision, the missing segment deep inside Vivienne’s genetic code. [The Twin Tyrant Protocol has fully taken over the Leviathan.]

Teresa swallowed. Yes. Larris eyes widened in horror. Teresa, NO! She reached up. Touched the USB around her neck. She held it between her fingers. The Ghost reached out a hand. Larris struggled, roaring, DON’T GIVE IT TO HER! Teresa stared into the Ghost's masked eyes. And smiled. Catch. She tossed the USB high into the air. In an instant, Larris reacted slamming his elbow backward into the Ghost, sending her stumbling.

“Sorry…Sir. The test subject also refuses to let us take its blood. We know that when it gives its blood to someone or something the blood changes the composition of the body. It adapts to the new blood; becoming something more than it was orignally.” “You’ve killed all the other test subjects, right?” The man asks while still staring down and the helpless boy sitting in the back of the cage. “Yes sir, as you’ve requested.” The man then smiles evilly. “Sir we’ve also found out that if something is close to death but is given some of the subject’s blood then it comes back to life and adapts like the others.” “Hmm…interesting, Doctor. Good work. Good work indeed.” The man tells the doctor

Evans said and Hazel placed the book on the table and wasted no time in turning the first page. She saw that it was blank and she took a quick glance at Mr. Evans before standing upright. She muttered something which was no doubt a spell and she placed her hand on the book. When she took her hand off, she saw a drop of red ink which started to form into words and she read, “The body is made mortal but there is an immortal body. If triggered, the inner body is quickened. The Chosen One shall make atonement on the land of ashes.”

Victor’s POV I stepped out of the car and headed toward the five star Stainley Hotel. Tonight, an auction would be held there. I came with a simple goal to acquire the latest prototype firearm being smuggled in. Unregistered in any system. The perfect toy for someone like me. My stride was wide, firm, intimidating. “Welcome, Mr. Victor.” Several hotel executives greeted me. This auction was strictly confidential. The basement of the old hotel gleamed, crystal lights reflecting off marble surfaces, the scent of expensive perfume mingling with the stench of fear and ambition.

How much more does she want? This is ridiculous he has a house he could have taken her in. Is he doing this out here just to bother me? Why is my tyrant having sex with some whore bothering me? As much as I hate for him to know this bothers me and that I'm out here I can't watch this any longer. Slowly standing up his eyes dart to meet mine. I guess I'm not as stealthy as I had hoped. Rolling my eyes at the smirk on his face trying to hide the hurt in my eyes I turn and go inside slamming and locking my door. I just can't win!

In the blink of an eye, that zombie killed four of the Rank 3 Evolved Ones, leaving only the little girl alive. Seeing this scene, Lucas' face put on an excited expression. That was because that zombie with the Merciless Flame-Aqua Gun was none other than the Godly Sniper Zombie of the Apocalyptic Legion, Rexy. The little girl ran back to Lucas and hid behind him. She looked at the incoming zombie in horror.

The gravity around him increased, so Wilbur stumbled even harder. Rex's hammers could control gravity, and their power was not to be underestimated. Wilbur suddenly felt like the battle was quite a challenge. He almost got hit a few times. Infuriated, he instantly activated his Domain, Tyrant of No Other. A lot of runes appeared on his skin. All his powers were channeled into the thunder cleaver. Wilbur barely regained balance with the powerful force. "Tyrant of No Other: Infernal Thunder Dragon."