Resident Evil Leon Ada Novels & Stories

I heard Deucalion’s voice ask from behind me. Just as I turned to answer him, all the torches, candle stands, and chandeliers in the hall went out leaving us in total darkness. I tried to navigate my way around the darkness for a few seconds but before I could make it to Valerian, I felt someone seize me by the neck. I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Illyria!!”

"Step away from the Luna." Liam didn’t move. He stood his ground, a solid wall of muscle and defiance between Alessia and the room. "Marcus, think. Use your head. This is too neat, too perfect. Kael was a manipulator. This is his final act of control, a poison pill designed to kill us all."

“He never showed me this side of him.” “Don’t touch anything,” Leon said. She snatched her hand back. “Fine.” Leon walked her into the main lounge. “You sit,” he said coldly. “Where are you going?” “To do my job.” He turned toward the hallway. “And that job does not include listening to you spiral.” Selene frowned. “Spiral? Me? I’m perfectly fine.” “Sure,” Leon said dryly. “And I’m the Easter Bunny.” “Do not mock me.” she warned.

Alpha Bernard was given the information by Luna Gladys that "But... Lolita isn't here now." "Immediately give her a call! Perhaps Javier was a victim of a witch's curse!" he remarked. "I will attempt to call her," Luna Gladys stated. There was a witch named Lolita. According to what I knew, she was capable of healing illnesses that conventional medical practitioners were unable to treat. "I realize that taking care of Javier has worn you out, Amanda, and I am sorry about that. You also need to get some rest." Princess Amanda gave Alpha Bernard a sly grin as she gazed at him "It's okay Dad. Because it is my responsibility to look after him," she replied.

I struggled, but he pinned me easily, the barrel of his gun pressing cold against my temple. “Don’t” I gasped. “Leo, don’t do this. Whatever you think you want, killing me won’t give it to you.” His grip tightened. “You still don’t get it. It’s not about killing you. It’s about breaking Adrian. And you’re his weakness.” The sound of footsteps thundering up the stairs cut through the tension. Voices shouted guards. Leo hissed, pressing closer. “Looks like playtime’s over.” He yanked me by the arm and shoved me through the window seat, where the wood paneling clicked open to reveal a hidden passage. My heart lurched. Adrian had mentioned sealed tunnels beneath the estate, relics from its blood

He whispered into the night, “Even if you crawl back from the grave, I’ll kill you again. I’ll kill you a thousand times if I have to. You’ll never take them from me.” The door creaked open behind him. “Daddy?” Little Leo padded out, clutching his blanket, his small face half-hidden in the shadows. Adrian softened, crouching to his level. He had been meaning to talk to him — the boy who had given orders in the tunnels like a soldier, who had held steady when men twice his age would have crumbled. “So,” Adrian said carefully, studying him. “What was all that back there? You some reincarnated soul hiding in a four-year-old’s body? How do you know everything you seem to know”

"Leon, I need you to be more specific." Leon looked around surreptitiously before whispering, "I don't know everything, but from what the Yorks told me, Landon didn't leave after his meeting with Mr. Tarson. Instead, he went into an alley behind the building. And apparently, that alley is infested with something." "Infested with something?" Aria paused. "How do you know that?" Leon coughed lightly. "This is my first time on a relic restoration variety show, and I got a bit nervous, so I sneaked into a chat group with some of the TV network's staff."

I nodded to the others, and they got to work. They moved out with a quiet efficiency, scouring the ground for any sign of evidence, whole I turned back to the bodies in front of me. I couldn't shake the feeling that we were missing something. That there was more to this monster than met the eye. “This wasn’t a clean kill,” I murmured to myself. “Whoever… whatever did this, it wasn’t just hunting.” “It almost looks like it was searching for something?” Selene's voice sounded beside me, and I turned to stare at her.

He looked like he was nailed to the cross, hands out, only his feet dangled but also unmoving. Then she shoved her clawed hand into his chest and gripped Elder Zev's heart all in a swift movement, "Make a sound, and I crush it with my bare hands before I claw your tongue out." She spoke low, but her voice, though low, was filled with burning rage, and it held the most genuine promise. Her body trembled with the adrenaline charging through her. She eyed him. Elder Zev stared at Adeline, his eyebrows knitted, eyes dimmed. Elder Zev does not know this woman. Confusion swarmed his features, his face an ugly confused glare and scowl.

Leon asked Evelyn "Those demons..they called me princess and mentioned Hel, why?," She asked Alex as a bullet of panic rises in her throat. Like Evelyn, Leon turned to Alex for answers. At this point, it didn't matter how the Elder knew so much about the creatures of the underworld. All he needed was answers. He had the eerie feeling and premonition of a dark gloomy future to come.