Claire Redfield Novels & Stories

The woman at the front was slender and relatively young, she had long curly hair and crystal blue eyes, she saw me and smiled, "Hello, may I help you?" everyone turned to face me, "I'm Claire Nightingale, Mrs. Jackson told me to check out the club. Would it be alright for me to observe today?" the woman nodded, "Yes, please, come sit." I went to an empty seat and set my bag on the floor; I felt someone poke my arm and looked over to see Harry. He passed me a note that I read: You must be following me or something because it seems that we are always running into each other without knowing it.

’ He looks over at Max with eyebrows raised, saying, ‘Bro, you better be right about this. She was still worried. Now that they have information about her, it seems surreal. -=- The next day Clara got up even before the sun was out in the sky. Exhaustion had her sleeping early the night before, but it seemed that meeting Celine had brought on a new set of night terrors that had her screaming deep into the night. Things were more vivid now. Before, her nightmares always came out blurred. The men in the black masks were always taking her, pulling her towards the dark. These dreams scared her the most because she couldn’t go anywhere, and she always felt powerless.

She was worried of someone finding out and what would happen if Melvin after so many pressure had proved her with murder. She left everything behind her that moment and now she was free again, she was Claire. Khloe throat tightened, with a hollow fucking feeling unfurling in her chest.itbwws a relief to her as well that all throughout the time the bidy wqs burnt no had come to why spot, there was something else actually left for them to deal with and to bag was for them to find a way to bury the body, it was juat that and everything was set and done.

Gary's POV I watched as Sean drove away with Claire. Why did he have to show up when he did? I was so close to finding out if what I suspected was true. I was almost one hundred percent sure that Claire was indeed a red wolf, just like Monica told me she was, and I knew she wouldn't shift willingly and reveal her red wolf to me, so I was planning on taking her to a dark witch that I know named Violet. My phone rang, and I knew it was Violet calling. I hated witches, but she had always helped my family when we needed her help with something. She even helped me kill Phil so that I could become Beta by making me an untraceable poison.

Caitlyn Christian's face was filled with panic. The woman called Claire lifted the red glasses on her face and showed an evil smile, "I don't want anything on you anymore, but... That girl seems to have what I want on her body. Besides... there are two lives here. I have to take one more thing from you. But that can wait until they're healed." "Then what do you want?" Caitlyn Christian asked. Claire turned to look at me, the red glasses on her face eerily making me feel I was facing a dangerous creature.

She felt the power that surged through her veins. The zombie apocalypse prepared her for this moment, in a way. Killing things that resembled people no longer bothered her as much as it would have when she was a child. She shook at the realization but kept going. Now was not the time to get in your feelings. Once she had cleared out the werewolves inside the castle, she stepped out the front door. There were so many. They covered every inch of the once graceful field. Bloodstained every stone and every piece of grass. She had had enough. She was getting ready to kill them all when she heard Hunter shout from inside.

They seemed like they were suspended in the air by some invisible object. She was starting to sweat now.. she wanted to turn and run, but what was she running from? She came here to see Jake, and she needed to see him, she reminded herself. Plus she didn't believe any of those stories the towns people told about supernatural beings, she didn't believe in the supernatural. So she stood her ground. The flaming red balls, were getting closer...and closer, and from the dim light from the candles, Claire could see a form.. not human!.

**Clair's POV*** I laid on my bed, looking up at the ceiling when I heard a knock on my door, accompanied by the door being pushed open. I jolted up from my bed at once only to see Teresa rush in. “My goodness, Teresa! You scared the shit out of me, you know.” “I'm so sorry, Clair, but the news I bring you is important and shocking.” “Huh? What is it this time?” “You know, Alpha Damian had been investigating the words of Debby since she was the one with the kids when they got kidnapped.”

I can't believe he ruined his impression of him before I even started to consider it. I'll go cool off in my bed, much cozier than anywhere in Riverdale. I noticed scars and marks on Blake's body, it made me think that he gets into fights. Although I noticed claw marks, I'm not the one to make a mistake in recognizing claw marks. What am I even saying, Claire's entire family and even extended, none of them is human. “Well, that was a wasted clue.” I sighed as I got to my front yard. I got into my house, the hollow hallways and walls greeted me.

Klara knew she’s in danger as soon as the sensors beeped because though if she succeeded in seeing the person upstairs, the aftermath of her bold actions would definitely do her no good because Ralph wouldn’t spare her life but the best part is she can fight back not as Fiona but Klara Roselli. She can confront Ralph about why he’s hiding him away from the world.