Judas First Vampire Novels & Stories

"Jesse, what's been bothering you? I can see it in your eyes. Please, tell us." Jesse sighed, his gaze fixed on the dancing flames. "There are things you all need to know," he began, his voice heavy with emotion. "Secrets that have haunted me for centuries." We leaned in, our curiosity piqued. Jesse took a deep breath, steeling himself for the revelations that were about to come. "I am not just a vampire," he confessed. "I am a descendant of an ancient bloodline, one that holds immense power and a dark legacy." Gasps filled the air as we absorbed his words.

So she went back to telling the story. “As commonly told the White Bat Alucard bit into his first human and created the first and Original Vampire. Causing the White Wolf Alpharix to also later bite his own human creating the first Lycan (Book 2). The White Lion is also another story. (Book 1)

Instead, he walked over to the little guy, who was crying, and with a withering look, and stood in front of him. Melia let out a sigh and turned to Jahjah. "Don't you get tired of whining about everything?" she asked. Za shot her a hard look from behind. "You killed someone who didn't deserve it," he added. "Yes, I can't do the Judas thing with you, I'm going to do it with someone else," Jahjah replied, repeating what she had said to her last time. "And if your mind didn't think fast when I said that, too bad about you, Jahjah."

Everyone did. I hadn’t heard anyone say anything, yet all the vampires had instinctively known to freeze. I didn’t know why… until I heard the sound of steady footsteps approaching. They were coming from the direction of the stage. I turned my head, watching blearily as a figure dressed in all black approached. The vampires around me faced the stranger and lowered their heads in reverence. Nearby, Sophia pushed Lucy forward. “Vampire Duke Damien,” Sophia said. “This is the tribute you asked for.”

It could only be Judas. She waited patiently for the creaking of the door. Judas's head was seen first as he poke it in, a sly smile on his face. Lisa furrowed her brows, not giving him any welcoming facial expression. Seeing this, Judas shrugged his shoulders before coming in fully, closing the door behind him. "Hey..." Judas enunciated as he dragged his feet towards Lisa, his both hands buried in his pants pockets. Lisa only nodded in response without a word as she adjusted the glasses she was putting on.

Javiero explained. “You mean Jenia will be found out?” asked King Darius. "That's right , Your Majesty the King, hopefully we can find Queen Jenia before the vampire clan finds it first," hoped Javiero. Just as they were discussing Queen Jenia, a hurricane began to fill the entire contents of King Darius' private mansion. Now King Darius stood up from his seat, the man looked up at the evening sky which seemed to be welcoming the three thousand six hundredth full moon. The wind was so fierce carrying the scent of Emer's Blood that King Darius clenched his fists.

I needed him to continue; I needed him to tell me everything. “I know what he is, Tessa,” my father shocked me again by saying. “What?” I asked, trying to steady my trembling hands by holding onto my fingers. “What are you talking about?” He met my eyes before he said, “I know that Joseph is a vampire.”

I run as fast as I can and feel a pang in my heart as I get further and further away from my mate. "Is my mate feeling it too?" I ask my wolf. "Yes," she says sadly. "Don't worry, Jenny. I'll find you another mate, someone who will truly love us. And I have an idea of who it is," I say hopefully. My wolf just nods and we sever the connection. "Oh no," I say anxiously. I sniff vampires. I'm alone. It will be harder for me to eliminate them. Finally, I reach a familiar place in the forest and then I see a vampire. He has black hair, pale skin, and red eyes.

The pack didn't ring a bell to me at all. ‘Maybe he didn't belong to my timeline.’ I concluded in my head. “Werewolves now suck blood now?” I asked confused, now sure that he didn't belong to my timeline. I also discovered I was nothing but a blood slave, my face winced in disgust. “Well, that would make a lot of sense with all chubby flesh I had. How much blood do I even have?” I said sarcastically, relishing the fact that I was the lowest of the low.

"He raised me. When my father was too busy. Hardy taught me how to be Alpha." "I'm sorry," Jasmina said quietly. "She killed him because he figured out her plan." Damoew stood, his face hard. "What else did he know that made him dangerous?" They searched the room carefully. Jasmina found the forbidden texts first. Books that should have been destroyed centuries ago. "Mass sacrifice magic," she read aloud. "Requires fifty simultaneous deaths to channel enough power into the Lycan Vault." "Fifty," Cassian repeated. "How many people are attending the memorial?"