Judas The First Vampire Novels & Stories

“I knew it.” Daisy turned sharply toward me. “Who’s Klaudius?” I looked out the window, watching as the clouds slowly drifted across the moonlight. “He’s not just anyone, Daisy. He’s the vampire's king.” I turned back to her. “Klaudius is the Blood King. The first vampire to ever organize the blood clans and try to wipe out all Alpha bloodlines centuries ago. He vanished after the Great War, but I always suspected he was still pulling strings.”

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.

He took a step back and she landed on the bare floor. "I doubt you know who I am," he spoke without fear. She laughed maniacally, "we, the condemned, have neither fear of the gods nor of man. Tell me, who are you?" He smiled, "I am no man. I am Sebastian Deusdedit, lord of the vampires." She seemed a bit shocked for an instant then her eyes glowed even more. "Even more lovely," she licked blood red lips, "your heart will give us even more power than we have ever had and we will conquer the villages and rip their heart to shreds."

So it most likely happened because the other two and the ones before them were my ancestors. Prince Julian had been born way before my time and also way before my father's. History had it that Prince Julian who went on to become King Julian became the greatest vampire and King that ever walked the surface of the earth. Well, that was until he went into a rage and burnt his entire empire to the ground.

That was his signature and mode of feeding. With Vader and the other guards behind him, they proceeded into the Prison. Jaha was a cursed hybrid - a vampire and wizard. He was known as the first hybrid as his mother was a witch and his father, a Vampire. They had both died years later. With his special powers, Jaha grew up to be soul-hungry. He was the most dangerous and most dreaded VampLord - always inflicting pain, not just to the wolves, but to the vampires as well. He had been ruling over his father's coven - Rabid Shadow Coven - but that was never enough for him as he wanted to conquer all. He wanted every coven to be ruled by him and the rest of the VampLords out of the way.

To be totally honest, the Elders have forbidden the werewolf population to take vampires as mates. Vampires and werewolves have been fighting for a long time. For about 550 years, to be exact. Around that time, the first vampire and the first werewolf appeared. Everyone knows that Vlad Țepeș or Dracula is the father of all vampires, but not many know that Radu the Handsome was the first of all the werewolves. History says that Vlad Dracul, the father of Vlad and Radu, made a pact with the devil himself. The truth is that Vlad Țepeș made a deal with the Goddess of the night, and Radu a deal with the Goddess of the Moon. They made the deals so that they could save themselves from the hands of

Yet, among the myriad tales, two origins eclipse all others with their grotesque allure. The first speaks of a divine curse, where Cain, the Biblical figure marked by God, was condemned to an eternity of bloodlust. His once-human form twisted into a monstrous demon, cursed to wander the earth as the first vampyre. Over centuries, he donned countless identities, his latest mask being none other than William the Conqueror—a warlord whose thirst for blood was rivaled only by his hunger for power.

"But I can't be wrong. I controlled Chloe's mind that night, and you broke through it—something only a true first blood could do. If you're not a first blood, then I have no idea how you did it. Perhaps you are a much higher ranking Vampire. Maybe a count or an emperor, I don't know. Still I have this strong feeling that you are a first blood, that you're not just willing to help me." He tries to clean the dried blood from his face, looking angry and confused as he stares at me. "The old stories say that a first blood is really rare, for Cassius seems to be the only one recorded till date," he says, sounding like he's giving up. "For two hundred years, I've searched the world for you—my only

I could see she was in the living room reading her usually thick book. Once I entered the house I bypassed mom and rushed to my room locking the door behind me before placing him on my bed. The vile was warm as I had held on to it a little too tightly in my hand. The blue brightness of it swirled as I looked at it before popping the top off. *here we go, cross your fingers we can trust him* Vampires and wolves were always at war with one another, we believed that they were the cause of the curse many moons ago, the curse that made all firstborns die after one single breath.

one hisses, claws shining, lunging at me. Jude moves first, shadows slamming the vamp into a wall, bricks cracking loud. “Get the fuck back!” he snarls, claws out, blood seeping through his bandage, staining it darker. I throw my light, burning another vamp’s arm, its scream sharp as it turns to ash. “Fuck you!” I yell, light flaring, hitting another, their claws missing my throat by a hair. My hands shake bad, the curse burning, but Jude’s right there, shadows shielding me, his hand brushing mine quick, bond flaring hot like a spark.