Judas First Vampire Novels & Stories

Albert screamed. Eventually, Beau decided to follow Albert's order as he can't think, and he just can't be lying without doing anything. Following Albert's idea, he licked the blood drops on his lower lip instantly. The next second, his ruby eyes opened, searching for more blood. His gaze fell on the small blood pool and gradually turned towards Nabi wrist. If fresh blood can make a Vampire mad, the scent from the partner's blood could make a bloodsucker lose control over himself. The smell from the fated one's can convert them into ruthless monsters.

"You get to meet many interesting people. I watched them be born, grow up, work, get ill, face death, and turn to the bone in the mud." "But still… It must be a lonely moment," I said. For some reason, I began to feel sorry for Sol. I felt the weight of Sol's gaze as he looked at me. He shook his head. "If that's what it took to meet you, I think it was worth it," Sol said. "And I'm so glad no one was interested in you before. It means I am your first and last man." Should I blush? Be shy? Be happy? No. I felt anxious. If Sol meant there wasn't any pure-blooded vampire interested in me, he would be the only one drinking from me. I had to say he was wrong, but I would rather never mention tha

None but one: Judith. Vlad and Judith were comrades in arms. They saved each other, covered each other, killed, slept, ate, and fought next to each other. Vlad was excited because he is finally meeting a real match for his skill and power. He is meeting his buddy, Judith. The only soft thing about Judith was his name. Aside from that, he's a savage fighter and ruthless battler. And on the opposite side to Vlad, Judith never searched for the meaning. He only wanted to chase more, kill more, and fight more. So he found his place under the command of mafia boss: Don Ilnero.

He wanted a reaction from me and he got the response he was clearly searching for. “You fucking bastard!” I raised my fist to punch him in the face, but with a speed that didn't surprise me anymore, he disappeared from the spot and appeared at the other corner of the dark basement. “You really underestimate me, Aurora or should I say Rose? Have you forgotten exactly what I am?” His eyes gleamed with pride and mischief. “A vampire. And not just any vampire. I am the leader of all vampires. I am Lucious Vladimir, the king of all vampires.”

she whispered she watched him nod and run quickly away, she made her way further back into the wall into the shadows looking at the movement and shift of the crowd “alex who...?!” dius said holding on to the bloody body of one of his people red eyes let out bloody tears as they all watched “he’s coming” was all the vamp got out before his form began to turn to ash

, worker one said. "Come back here Jude.", Worker two called out as he ran after him. "It's a man. I think he's dead", Jude said when suddenly the dead man opened his eyes, unlike every other human, his lens were blood red. He grew fangs and attacked them both. Lucas was confused and couldn't comprehend why he had the urge to eat them. Then it all came back to him, he was bitten and now a vampire. He resisted and released them "I'm sorry, this is just a costume, sorry." He ran off without waiting for a response from the terrified men.

She explained. Marcos thought on that for a moment. Does that mean the girl is actually a descendent from the creator; the very first of their kind? That couldn’t be possible. As far as he knew about the creator no children were born. Beside the first king killed the creator and if there was a child he was sure the first king would have killed them too. Just like his son the current ruler of vampires, the first king was ruthless and power hungry “Why do you ask such questions?” Cassandra asked diverting his attention back to her. She began stroking his leg again. Marcos knew the clock was ticking before her lust kicked into overdrive. And he wasn’t in the mood to have sex with her.

My blood boiled and my heart clenched while the pain throbbing in my head doubled as I struggled to get his grip off my hair. “Hey, Salvador! I got your little werewolf princess!” the man yelled, and I stopped struggling and looked at Salvador. Salvador froze and slowly turned around, his shirt and face covered with his blood and that of others. His eyes flickered to my face, and my heart dropped. “I didn’t leave the car, I swear!” I blurted foolishly, and his eyes dimmed. His dark gaze moved from me to the man behind me. “Let her go, Judas, face me instead,” Salvador muttered.

“Tell me everything that you remember since you came here.” Jon saw Dante’s intense gaze and felt compelled to recount everything that he had experienced since he came to Orsica. He mentioned hearing the screams of the paintings the first time he saw them at the entrance hall and how the screams eventually softened into whispers and evoked emotions akin to what one feels when watching a play or a movie. When Jon recounted seeing a giant lizard with red eyes scaling the walls of the mansion, Dante smiled slightly. Jon then admitted seeing Dante glide across the room towards the cowering forms of Flora and her daughter and how Dante withdrew his hand as if burned upon touching the sanaria. Fin

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.