Claire Redfield Fanart Novels & Stories

Grumbling, he slumped down on to the sofa and flicked on the TV. Clare made her living as an artist. Her boyfriend Daniel was an artist as well — probably a better one than she, but about as commercial as an electric blanket in Death Valley. They had met at art school, getting together almost as soon as they started their course, and had been together ever since. Clare had been captivated by Daniel’s brilliance, his originality, his imagination, which was as evident in him as it was in his pictures. And he also had a great body, well-muscled and lithe, usually clothed in black; he had dark, wildly curling hair and pale grey-blue eyes like those of a timber wolf . .. She sometimes thought tha

she turned her head and tore open the bag containing the syringe, "Who wants to come early in the morning and draw your blood, and then take that Monster's blood..." Claire rolled her eyes, a far cry from the serious look she had before. When it came to the subject of artifacts, the research team was particularly reticent, as Ms. Alice was, and Claire's expression of disgust was even more pronounced. “Do you hate him?” I wondered at their unwarranted negativity, “he is so sweet and gentle...” “Sweet? Gentle?” Claire's face contorted. “That's definitely the funniest joke I've ever heard. You know, we...”

“ We are. That's just my Beta and Claire. You've met her before.” They are quite a long distance away but I can still make out their outfit and faces. Claire looks really good in her two piece beach outfit: red bikini-style bralette that hangs around her beautiful tits and a matching skirt with high-cut that shows off her thighs and flows freely at the slightest move of the wind.. If I can see her from this distance, then Silver can as well. Isn't she his substitute for one of my father's daughters– I mean, Ruby. It's not like I was ever in the options.

Every second he waited felt like a life time and the air became thick because of the tension. Klara exhaled sharply taking a spare brush and turned to the painting. She added black pupils to Julia’s golden eyes making them radiant, after that she put that brush in the crook of her ear and took another paint brush. Her actions took Louis off guard and his eyes turned red seeing her posture. No way……she can’t be….. “No more hiding Fiona? Who are you?”

she smiled. Fred sat down next to her and pointed randomly to the open page. The picture showed a stunning young blonde wearing a lacy red bra, a matching thong and suspender belt and sheer red stockings. Her nipples were obvious through the bra and the rear shot of her arse left nothing to the imagination. "Oh, yes," Claire gushed. "That's a very popular set." She rummaged in her case and brought out some skimpy bits of ruby lace. "Do you know what size Belinda is?"

Arielle just reached out to take it, when suddenly the booklet was intercepted by another hand. Arielle frowned slightly, looked up, and saw Clair Comfrey and her assistant Fabulous. At this moment, Clair is handing the picture album to Fabulous, and then asks the clerk, "What new products are there recently?" The clerk's eyes lit up when he saw Clair Comfrey Clair Comfrey is Arnold Comfrey's daughter, Anabels's cousin, and she is a somewhat well-known artist in the country. She is a model, and she has made several movies in recent years. the showbiz. Recently, it is rumored that the famous director Ricardo Norman is looking for her to play the second female lead in "Delight Of Nature".

I am also sure that she will be happy again with the gift that I bought for her. "My gosh, Kali! I've seen a handsome passenger again!" Claire said excitedly to me. I winced at her because that's what she and Rein often do when they're on duty. I admit that there are always really handsome passengers, and our passengers are usually celebrities from different countries. "And who is that artist?" I asked her. "No. He's not an artist, I guess? He's so handsome! He also smelled so good when I met him earlier. Do you want to see him? Join me later to serve the food!" she said one after another just to force me to go with her.

If only Claire would stop joking and tell her what the hell was going on. Claire took a step back from her as she felt her control snap. She knew she wasn't going to hurt her. She was just going to give her a glimpse of what she truly was. Claire closed her eyes and started chanting some Latin words so fastly that Elena couldn't keep up. Claire abruptly opened her eyes and Elena staggered three steps back as she slapped her hand over her mouth. Claire's eyes were blood red, and—and there were fangs on both sides of her teeth. Two sharp pointy fangs. When she thought she couldn't be more shocked, she saw a large orb of light starting to form around Claire's wrists, the lights were so bright a

She still had some hope! As Claire walked away from the bodies, she wondered who would have sent those people because they didn't look like they worked for Liam. For one, Liam's men never had any tattoos. And their style of operation was completely different from that of his. Did that mean Liam had another secret helper that she didn't know in her past life? If so, she needed to find them before they could cause any more trouble.

Muted by the memory of Liam’s hand holding hers in the dark. "Aurora?" Claire walked into the studio. Aurora turned, a smile ready on her lips—a smile that died instantly when she saw Claire’s face. Claire wasn't holding a tablet this time. She was holding a phone, pressing it to her ear, her other hand covering her mouth. She looked pale. Sick. "Turn on the monitors," Claire shouted to the room. The designers—twenty of them, young, talented, loyal—stopped working. Someone grabbed the remote for the wall-mounted screens usually used for presentations.