Judas No Novels & Stories

Blake stretched his fingers and pointed at a man who was covered with white hairs. "Apostle Peter!" Blackwheel intoned. "He is close to Judas Iscariot who doesn't have any circular ring on top of his head." "Yes!" Blake smiled as if he had accomplished a groundbreaking science feat. "That is another way to know he is Judas Iscariot. You are observant, Mr. James Blackwheel. The absence of the circular ring above Judas Iscariot's head firmly proofs that his place in the kingdom of God has been taken away from him."

Judas immediately slapped Hazel, and threw her to the ground. Hazel fell breathless on the ground. “Noo! Judas.” Luther said, as he tried to get up, but Judas’s armies, held him tightly to the ground. Judas walked towards Hazel, and stood in front of her, “You are the bastard that has turned my brother to a big fool, and a weak man?” Judas asked Hazel, as he raised her head, and spat on her face. Hazel laid flat on the ground, while she held her stomach in pain.

The night was silent and cold, and a chilling breeze suddenly swept across Jonah's face. Judas. That was a name he had not heard in ages. It echoed from a bloody, misty place far away, igniting a storm of turmoil in his chest. The voice that carried it felt vaguely familiar, but he couldn't place it immediately. "Who are you? Are you an ex-Cloudtop member?" Jonah turned away from Alyssa immediately and lowered his voice as much as he could.

He drags Emily along with him and run as fast as they could. " Take that you mother fucker", the man spits, he wipes his mouth and run towards the tunnel he appeared from. When they are out of sight and safe in the tunnel, Lucas stares intensively at the man. He feels cautious of the man so his fingers hovers above the gun in his pocket. " Who are you?", Lucas asks. " Is that how you say thank you?", The man chuckles, he rubs his white beards and smile. " I am Judas but don't worry, I won't betray you", he jokes.

The wave of coldness as that of the winter which raided the entire paragons were gradually being warmed up. The moment of being closely apart from each other seemed to be getting to it's end. Just like it was said somewhere in a certain adage, in all twelve, there's always a Judas. We all knew how that adage came about. We read our bibles and knew our scriptures. Judas was among the twelve apostles of Christ who happened to be the betrayal of his master. Even after everything he shared with the master, he still betrayed and handed him over for money, died of course out of the weight of his atrocity.

He lets me fall against him. His touch is deceptively gentle as he cups my face, his thumb brushes against my damp cheeks. Cold eyes once again rake over me. "Tell me, Kotyonok," His voice is low. "Who I need to kill?" The words remind me why I truly shouldn't have called him. "No one..." I shook my head. "Just... take me away, please." Judas studies me for a long moment, he's tensed as if he's restraining himself from demanding more. But when he sees the fresh wave of tears in my eyes, something shifts. He exhales sharply. "

I wasn’t sure if that was any kind of salvation. Evidence against Judas. What evidence was I exactly looking for here? Dumb, dumb, Sera. I pressed my palms to my temples, fighting the headache that had formed from hours of overthinking. Judas wasn’t an average criminal—he was a damn mobster, a murderer, a psychopath who enjoyed playing with life and death like it was a game. He didn’t just kill for power, he killed for fun, for sport. I’d seen that dark glimmer in his eyes more than once.

"Whenever I see you, I remember someone." "Who?" Ives asked curiously. Judas then smiled and said, "There was my cute little junior adorable like you." "Oh, maybe we were fated to meet. Where is he now?" Ives asked rubbing the back of his head. "I don't know. He just disappeared suddenly." Judas said. Sorrows and helplessness could clearly be seen in his eyes. Ives understood that Judas must have cherished that junior preciously. "I am sorry about that," Ives said with a low voice.

I turn to come face to face with Jude. Who’s currently glaring the life out of neighbour and brother. My heart makes an involuntary uncharacteristic jolt. The hate-filled look on his face doesn’t do much to overshadow how perfect he looks. Too perfect. His face looks more captivating in the flashing lights, making him look like an exotic sample of the human race. “You need something, little brother?” Jared asks, taking a step towards Jude. “Come on, Jared.” Isaac tells him. “That’s right, listen to your little bitch,” Jude says.

That is my dream ( He speaks with self righteousness resonating from his voice) BABY : My oh my, I am quite impressed but then how would you be able to fulfill such a lofty goal??.... Do you have any plans to bring your dreams to fruition. KLAUS : If anything I know that the great leader Judas has the best interests of every loyalist and is willing to do anything for us, I believe that we share a similar goal and so I have decided to serve him in every way possible to fulfill his dream for those that are loyal to him, so I am sorry but I cannot kill the man that is going to lead mankind to a new world. ( He replies bowing his head in surrender)