Resident Evil 4 Game Leon Novels & Stories

The voice was smooth, male, deep but gentle but definitely not Max. I jumped to my feet, my heart thudding as I turned around. He stood there casually, hands in the pockets of his leather jacket, long dark hair tied back, eyes a peculiar shade of blue that almost seemed silver in the dying light. His expression wasn’t threatening. In fact, there was something… familiar. “I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said, raising his hands in a peaceful gesture. “I’m Leon.” “I… hi,” I said stiffly. “Valerie.”

Gito was surely experiencing heaven with Sonya. The image kept filling his head—Sonya moaning, her body moving, but not under him. Under his father. "Damn it," Leon hissed, ruffling his hair in frustration. He tried to distract himself by turning on the PlayStation. Racing games, shooting games, anything. But his hands weren't focused. His characters kept dying, his cars kept crashing. His mind kept wandering downstairs. 'What are they doing now? They must have started... Damn it!' Leon turned off the game in annoyance. He stood up, pacing around the room. Then his eyes fell on the keys to his Lexus SUV hanging on the wall. He grabbed them quickly.

The man's eyes fluttered open that every moment to meet his and Leon froze at those familiar eyes. Leon could recognize that face and eyes he hated and feared more than anything even in the grave. "Shit!" Leon muttered. He actually save Evan Matthews

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.

"And then? After you touched the sword, what did you feel?" Leon furrowed his brow, trying to recall the details. "I didn’t feel anything... Well, I did see some images, but that’s all." "Images?" Elian pressed, his curiosity and urgency evident in his questioning. Leon hesitated for a moment before finally confessing, his voice hesitant but steady. "Actually, I... have a bit of a... supernatural sensitivity. I tend to see things—ghosts, spirits, that sort of thing. But demons, I can't see. However, after I touched that sword... it was like I... I saw things—things related to killings... and then... Aric's eyes, they turned red."

“There’s data here. Blueprints. Project files. Everything Leon’s hiding.” Atlas glanced toward a secured vault door across the room. “Whatever this place is… this is ground zero.” Lily whispered, “And we just found the monster’s lair.” Suddenly, a motion alarm blared. Ryle turned. “We’re not alone.” From behind the server stacks, footsteps echoed. A figure emerged. Wearing black tactical gear. Face masked. But when he spoke, Lily knew that voice. Leon. “Well done, Lily. You always were good at solving puzzles.”

The swarm of melees undead was getting closer to the center, Lilith was giving violent horizontal blows, 4 puppets ensuring her protection, Leon was closer to the ruins, 5 puppets on him, but every second a puppet was destroyed by the shooters, and replaced immediately by Marie who was exhausting herself. Leon was breathing heavily, his eyes shot with rage. "Not... This time!... I will win... I will win!" He moved closer to the cloud of smoke, sweeping more and more undead around him and not even noticing the puppets getting destroyed. "Everything depends on this... Everything depends on this victory! I will win... I will wi-" A gigantic hand emerged from the cloud and smacked him into the a

Lea sputtered. "We're at your house, Lea." I am exhausted, but I still need to open their front door and I just need the fucking key! I was having a hard time figuring out how to get in when I heard footsteps near the door, coming in our way. I thought my heart would come out from my chest when the door opened, revealing Leon who just resurrected from the dead. His eyes are cold as ice already as if he knew I was going to be here. His intimidating look sent shivers down my spine and his hair was disheveled from sleep. He is only wearing a fitted black sando and a white shorts, defining his broad shoulders and chest muscles.

In it, Leon could very faintly see the bright green computer codes. As expected, there must be a gap in this game, and now he has found it. Leon took a dry twig that was nearby then burned the end into a campfire. After the tip of the branch lit up, Leon raised it and took a closer look. At the center of the fire, he could see a very small and faint gap. However, the gap in the burning branch was too small for Leon to enter.

I hope he didn’t, because the hissing sound brings me back to that giant black python monster and I am facing it alone. Someone gently taps my shoulder, I look back, realize it was Leon. He again drags me out of horrible memories, “Hey, that python has been cleared.” He softly says to me. This man must have mythical magical power. I have no clue how Leon finds my fear before I express it. That makes me believe that the true Leon isn’t cold or ruthless. Under that forever stoney face, Leon actually holds a soft and sensitive heart. The tree leaves are rustling in the night breeze. Out of no where, several dark shades slowly reveal themselves under the lights.