Leon Resident Evil Novels & Stories

“The circle is ready, Alpha. The demon marks responded to the Luna’s blood. The siphon will hold.” I turned, smirking. “And the girl?” “She’s breaking,” my Rael murmured beside me, watching the flickering vision of Lucia through the shadow mirror. “Her wolf resists you, but not for long.” I smiled, slow and cruel. “Let her fight. When she finally gives in, she’ll beg for me to end him.” Rael bowed his head. “It could kill her.” “Death,” I murmured, smiling widely “is a small price for rebirth.”

I suggested to him worriedly, pointing out the brutal truth of the results of all the attacks that we planned on them. “It’s not possible now. My team has been working continuously to improve them. During the last attack, Lucifer, Albert, and Sebastian shot those hybrids with a special bullet. I got two of these bullets. My team analyzed whatever residue that they had inside them and found that those bullets weren’t filled with silver, wolfsbane, or any other kind of poison. It was filled with a very unique concoction. My team is still trying to find out what ingredients Lucifer’s researchers used.” I was now biting my nails out of frustration while listening to him. “This is bad,” I mumbled

Leon still looking like Nathanial has made his way carrying me to the back of the pack grounds. As the features finally fade, I am barely able to open my eyes as Leon's features return. The once kind eyes showing his true self, completely evil and showing nothing but contempt as he laughs. "You know Armina, there is something really satisfying about seeing Ms Destiny Wolf completely powerless" he laughs codly. Grace follows behind, I manage to catch her eyes, seeing her look down at her feet as she follows.

Behind it, more followed. Evelyn’s hands shook as the Door behind her pulsed again—brighter now. “Then we finish this,” she said, stepping into the open. The hybrid lunged. Evelyn sidestepped, but barely. Its claws grazed her arm, tearing fabric and drawing blood. The scent hit the air like wildfire. Lucian growled and shifted mid-stride—his bones cracking as fur erupted across his limbs, his form larger, more monstrous than Evelyn had ever seen. He tackled the hybrid with a roar, the two colliding like freight trains.

he said, his voice tinged with fear as his eyes scanned me for any sign of injury. I grabbed Thorne by the shoulders, my grip tight, and stared into his eyes. “I’m fine,” I said, my voice fierce, though the tremble of confusion still lingered. “She touched me. And I touched her. And I’m still alive. None of it makes any sense, but it happened.” Thorne just stood there, staring at me like I had lost my mind. Maybe I had. But in that moment, I didn’t care. I was on cloud nine. I had touched the Luna of Death and lived to tell the tale.

I barked. “We don't know. It's not responding to our magic. This is beyond us.” I exhaled and ran my fingers through my hair. “Madriel, what have you done?” “Try again.” They held hands and began chanting in a strange language. The console between sparked badly like it was fighting itself. It roared like it was coming to life and suddenly went off. “We have never seen anything like it before. We assumed it was a glitch but now it seems that's what the game was meant to do.”

Leonid shut the door soon after stepping inside her room, following her. Elvira got seated on her bed. As the collar pressed Lev's love bite, she hushed in pain, and her hand automatically rushed there. Leonid came near her, gripped her wrist, and stopped it from approaching that place. As she looked into his glamorously glowing eyes, he slid her shirt collar aside, making that love bite visible to him. Looking at how deep that wound was, he muttered under his breath ragingly, "Is he a demon or something else?"

He keeps his chin down, swerving and weaving just enough to make it impossible to bury one in his head. Every bullet I put in him lands in his chest and shoulders instead. He's bleeding from every hole we've made, and he hasn't sped up or slowed down. What the hell has she done to him? Is he a zombie of some kind? "Zero," Leon says, and fires again. "Out of ten. He's not even falling down." "Leon, I adore you but shut up and shoot." My gun clicks empty when he's at the bottom of the steps. I drop it and pull my knife out of my boot.

Suddenly, they located Leon in a new costume as he entered the secret passage they had made to get into the Charles Empire facility quickly. "That was intense!" Leon exclaimed. "Hey, bro. Welcome back. You saved your ass from getting killed by your girl," Viper said with a grin. "I know," Leon laughed. "But that was intense. More intense than my hookups." "Oh crap, you had hookups while you were with your girl?" Viper asked. "No. That was in the past." Viper was still laughing; then he stopped and quickly diverted the cameras. "Oh, you’ve gotta get out of there in ten seconds, Panther."

Utilizing Luna’s abilities, we could repress the pheromones I released, making the environment more comfortable for my patients. The side effect of this method was that I entered a half-shift state—my hair turned the color of Luna’s fur: black. With enough dedication and skill, Luna and I had managed to give me a near-odorless scent. This kept me from stimulating patients, which was exceedingly useful given how intense werewolf senses were. In addition, it prevented anyone from recognizing me by scent alone. Including my mate. With this near-odorless scent, my dark hair, and my mask, I was confident my identity would remain hidden.