Novelas y relatos de Chris Redfield

Clara cried in Riana's embrace while Riana patted her head to console her. ------------------- “Anderson, look.” Mr. Gray suddenly exclaimed. He was holding a bunch of open files in his hand and he brought them to Mr. Anderson’s desk. “Look here,” said Mr. Gary as he pointed something at the files. Mr. Watson and Mr. Brown both volunteered on a health camp for the children about two years ago which was arranged by the hospital Dr. Jonson used to work at. And moreover, Dr. Robert Jonson was the head doctor of the camp.” Mr. Gray showed him a group picture where in the middle Dr. Robert Jonson was standing and beside him, the other two victims were standing along with many other doctors, nurse

I yelled. “Hey, hey language my on-paper daughter…” Chris said, raising his eyebrow. “Scott, Scott freaking Chandler, the Assistant Director of the CIA… wants to meet, ME?!" “Yeah, those Men in Black speak very highly of you, and I think … he’s going to make you an offer. Mary and I would go with you, I would die if you signed anything without having us review it, and now that you are 18 I can’t stop you,” he said plainly.

“This is The Wolf.” Will the Officer eyed the picture carefully, committing it to memory. He pushed a few buttons and things zinged and zipped and flew through the etherverse until The Wolf and the various features that made up his face were contained neatly in nice little criminal files. “He didn’t see you take it?” “No. I was careful. Do you recognize him?” “I don’t. But that doesn’t mean anything.” He slipped the phone into his desk. Marie fidgeted. “Thank your wife for letting me use her phone, would you? That was good of her.”

That was something Anya would have to come to grips with on her own. "How can you not hate me?" Red asked. "I know Chris was special . . ." "Chris was," Anya interrupted. "That . . . thing . . . wasn't Chris. I've been grieving losing the man that was special. But he was gone before you killed what was left. You did what you have always done. You made a decision that I never could have. The thing in Chris's body . . . it would've killed Lothar and the universe would have ended."

"I knew there had to be a connection. Oh come on, Eva Quince, The High Witch of Yorkshire. Please do me a favour. I don't want history to repeat itself. for the sake of our past!" "How desperate must you be? Of course I'll help you, I was just upset earlier, don't take it personally." Chris smiled, he could breathe a sigh of relief after three months of living as a lone-wolf in a desolate forest in France. He had to uncover the one behind the attack on him and one thing he could be sure of was that the Red Crescent Moon pack was in danger! * "What? Another vampire attack?"

“Yeah, but I am going to quit. After a point you get bored with people always pointing their guns at you, you know.” “Yeah, I know- wait what.” “Yeah, I joined it after I was done fooling people as a psychic.” “Wait what-“ “But after police cars chase you down, you learn your lesson. So I had to quit. It’s like trouble just keeps following me.” “Okay, no wait I need to process this. Stop saying words.” Joseph Lachlan I stared at the woman sitting in front of me. I still can’t get over the fact that Mary Redferne was sitting in front of me. I knew a woman like her would never go for me, but just being around her was enough for me.

Like that, they left, and Maxon felt good about the victory lying ahead. [break] “You can come out,” President Christopher said after adjusting his ruined shirt. “I came at the right time,” Richard said. “The last time I was here, I barely got information out of you. But today,” his wicked gaze turned to the destroyed entrance, “is a special and wonderful day. I can feel my reunion with Rose is getting closer.” Ever since Rose’s husband appeared in his office, Christopher discovered that there were some humans with an eerie aura. The man called Richard made chills run down his spine with just the look in his eyes.

It tasted like ash and battery acid, but it was the only thing that burned hot enough to distract me from the cold hole in my chest. My phone vibrated on the bar. Unknown: The meeting is set for next month. Don’t disappear again, V. The world is waiting for the ghost to return. I stared at the message from Liam Ravindra’s assistant. Liam. The man who had been a myth in my life for years. We had never met in person, only through encrypted servers and lines of code that could topple banks. He was my only way out, but today, he felt like a million miles away.

I still hold all the alpha meetings here like my father did. Walking over to the shower, I cut it on while waiting for the water to warm up before stepping in. I chose my beta when I was 17, which is my best friend Creed. My gamma is his brother Ryan, I don’t have a delta yet, I’m not sure I will. Creed does an amazing job, he is also my strongest warrior. He trains the males in the pack while his mother Subrina trains the female wolves. My gamma does all my running when I’m either too busy to or I just don’t want to. Otherwise they both help with every decision I make. Now, I know I said I was alone in all this, even though I do have them I still feel alone. Stepping into the shower washing

She nods, getting to her feet too as father turns and heads for the door. "Before you go," Chilli stops him, "what were they called? These wolves? Did they have a name?" "The red wolves." And with that, he is gone, closing the door behind him. Chilli POV Staring at the door as I try to get my head around all of this. The words 'red wolves' swim amongst my thoughts, tangling and squeezing them until it's my only one, it's making my head hurt. "Chilli?" Elias rests a hand on my shoulder from behind me, "you okay?"