Resident Evil Leon Claire Novels & Stories

’ 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.

My eyes widened when a man who was led along the grass suddenly bolted to his feet, grabbed her by her hair then dragged one of his claws across her neck as he stared at me with vengeful eyes. Blood spilled from her neck as my legs moved toward her and an echoing scream erupted from my throat. I smashed into him as he let her fall to the floor, knocking him down, I straddled his waist as I plunged my claws into his chest, his stomach and his neck. Over and over I pulled them out and stuck them back in as his blood and flesh flung everywhere. I screamed as tears wetted my face util I finally stopped, crawled over to Lacey and gathered her into my arms.

I retaliated with a swipe of my claws, but she dodged it easily, her eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity. I knew that I was in trouble. Leah was stronger and faster than me, and she was determined to kill me. I had to think fast, had to come up with a new strategy if I wanted to survive. I feinted to the left, pretending to attack, and then dodged to the right, using the momentum to launch myself at Leah with renewed ferocity. But she was ready for me, and she met my attack with a powerful kick that sent me flying across the clearing.

The next instance, the door to Aakifahlynn's room flew off its hinges, revealing a deadly Demarion at the doorway, ready to kill all who dared harm HIS Empress. His presence exudes strength and power, his gaze deadly as he scans the scene before him. Demarion had only gone to his room, grabbed a blanket, and returned, settling at her door. He'd thought of having a shower but refused. He was worried for Aakifahlynn. He worried that she might try to run away or that the perpetrators who poisoned them were still close by. In no time, Demarion got a clear idea of what was happening. He shook his right hand out the next moment, and claws slid out almost tauntingly. They were not like wolf claws;

They're didn't aware of our race. "If you want, Alpha, I can kill him," Jacob said. I replied with a gentle shake of my head. I, too, want to kill him, but he's the father of my Luna. That was enough to save his life. I also don't want Klaire to despise me if I murder her blasphemous father. We entered the church to avoid becoming overwhelmed by everything we saw. They walked into the church. He controlled himself so as not to lose sight of what he was seeing. The inside of the church is in even worse shape. Rainwater drips from the rotten and dilapidated ceiling.

My Luna. But now, standing here, faced with the reality that Claire was not just an ordinary agent but the head of the very agency that had become my second family, a profound sense of duty washed over me. The shock gradually transformed into a fierce determination, a willpower to rescue her from Zack’s clutches, the cunning mastermind who sought to manipulate and control her for his own sinister purposes.

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. *