Resident Evil Claire And Leon Novels & Stories

With white knuckles, she relaxed her stance, then looked to Quinn as she mouthed, “Stay back.” Sean winked at the vampires and taunted, “Fucking leeches. Are we gonna do this or not?” Then all hell broke loose. The four vampires charged. In a blur, Claire spun around and pushed Quinn behind them, then turned her attention to the vampire in front of her just as a powerful hand hurtled towards her head. Claire ducked, then swung her baton out to strike the hand, making the vampire cry out in pain. A resounding “Argh!” echoed off the close walls.

The executioner ordered not to touch Claire. Leon pushed the bed next to the table piled with tools. The white mask strapped tight over his mouth. He wore scrubs on his feet dressed as a doctor. An elastic cap over his head and latex gloves stretched across his hands prepping for surgery. Leon removed the white sheet covering Clair’s body. She died two weeks prior. They kept her locked away in a freezer further down the basement where they kept bodies they weren’t using yet.

“The high table is set with illusions for those who only hunger for the seat.” Leaving Derek to nurse his ego and his burn, Leah led Victor and Daniel away from the central hollow. She didn't head for the clearing. She headed toward the sound of the scream, moving against the tide of logic. They found Claire near the eastern ridge, where the trees gave way to jagged slate. She wasn't dead, but she was paralyzed by a terror that went deeper than bone. A second creature identical to the first but smaller, more agile was circling her. She was backed against a sheer rock face, her hands glowing with a faint, desperate magical light that flickered like a dying bulb.

And I fucking love it. Then a noise dragged my eyes to one of the suites—a woman moaning, loud and messy, as a male escort drove her into the mattress. She was a regular, always coming here to get wound up and broken open. And watching her… it made Claire slam into my thoughts again. Who would’ve believed Claire could be that wild in bed? Ian is a blind fool—not seeing the fire he had right under his nose. But that’s on him. His stupidity is my goddamn gain.

“Please don’t blame us! We truly didn’t know.” Claude slightly lifted his chin. “Then tell me. Who gave you the courage?” As if grasping at a lifeline, they all turned their gazes toward Leon and Rose. Leon supported Rose as they stood up. He looked at me, resentment filling his eyes. Compared to Leon’s helpless expression, Rose had already calmed down. She carefully swept her hair back, deliberately revealing her slender neck. The moment our eyes met, Rose no longer showed any trace of fear. She walked openly toward Claude. In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “Alpha Claude, you may not know this, but Claire and I are actually sisters.

Now she saw everything clearly. Clara stepped forward slowly, her gaze locking onto Vanessa. Her voice was cold as she said.. “Move!” Vanessa blinked in confusion. “What?” Clara’s eyes hardened. “I didn’t know that you were deaf! I said move away from my kids.” The living room fell silent. Even the maids stopped whispering, stunned. Vanessa frowned slightly. “Clara… what... what are you talking about?” But Clara simply stared at her and muttered before she could stop herself. “In the past,” she said quietly, “you killed them.”

" Clara asked. Okay, even I'm confused. "What, no! He's Vivian's kid but Esmeralda took it away from her. Vivian was actually nice but then she turned evil. Maybe because they were going extinct." The lady stated. I frowned, "What is this supposed to mean?" I mumbled. "Alright, whomever son he is, just locate him." Clara commanded. "Alright." The lady said and the three ghosts vanished. But in mere seconds, they appeared behind me, giving me quite a scare.

She lifted one of her front legs and looked at it with uncontrollable anxiety. Her heart seemed to stop. Her breathing stopped. The world seemed to collapse as young Vione discovered the truth. She did not have claws. *