Judas The First Vampire Novels & Stories

The red light in his eyes slowly faded back to periwinkle blue. Then he turned to me, his face filled with worry. "Lysandra," he breathed, reaching out for me. "Are you hurt?" I looked at the wreckage of my kitchen, the blood on the floor, and the man who was apparently a thousand year king. "I'm... I'm okay," I whispered, my voice trembling. "But Ezekiel... he said you were his ancestor and the first vampire Is it true?" Ezekiel looked down at his bleeding hand and then back at me. "It is. I am the man they call the Father of vampires. And I’m afraid the war I tried to leave behind has finally found us."

“Just as grave a threat to us is this rogue, this rebel named Jesus. He walks about as we speak, preaching his idiotic sermons. We must kill him before he inflicts any more harm. He is the one your sister seeks. And if we don’t reach him in time, they will join forces and find the shield. We cannot let that happen.” Rexius turned and nodded, and suddenly there stepped forward a single vampire, the only one of them dressed in white. He had black hair, a long black beard, and large black eyes. They were wide, and glowing with intensity as he stared right at Sam. “Judas here will infiltrate Jesus’ circle, and will help us bring him down. And then, we will catch your sister.” Rexius turned to Sa

“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

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.

He went straight to the metal table and laid the girl there. Doctor Jones Hampton was not surprised that another victim is brought to him again by one of his hunter friends. It has been going on like this since he started his career and he isn't complaining. In fact he likes it. He likes it that these hunters always take the initiation to save some humans who had done nothing to be preyed on by vampires like him. Reason why he remained vegetarian, or the animal blood-sucking vampires. This is also the reason why he dedicated his life helping hunters save these people. He stays in his clinic 24 hours during weekdays and only goes home on the weekends.

I lied. He laughed once. “You should be.” He turned. Walked out. Door slammed. I stood there, chest heaving. Note gone. Truth screaming. Christopher Chan. My savior. My mystery guy. The vampire. And he just told me to stay away. I sank onto the bed. “Of course,” I muttered. “Of course the one person who believed I was worth saving already hates me.” I was already loving this place though. Especially after learning all four brothers would be at the same academy.

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."

Marcus´s expression softens; he gives me an incredulous look. “Then this means that you´re...” “I´m a descendant of the Five.” “Whose bloodline?” “Silas, the First.” “So, you´re that wolf.” “What do you mean? Do you know who I am?” “There have been whispers that a witch named Stella Dubois had attained immortality, only to be killed by the descendant of the First Wolf immediately afterwards. That was you, wasn´t it?” “They say I´m the descendant of the First Wolf, although I have no recollection of who I am, let alone killing that witch.”

I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that. "Normal vampires yes but not me." I frowned. "Why not you?" He sighed. "I know you may have a lot of questions at the moment but it's best for you to go back to sleep. It's one in the morning." "You drag me all the way out here and show me that supernaturals exist just to tell me to go back to bed?" "I dragged you here to finally make you believe me. The sooner you start your duties as a chosen one the better. You've already been attacked once by a shapeshifter. We are running out of time." Attacked? Shapeshifter? What is he talking about?

Dimitri questioned, Ah yes, the seventh. “The Seventh was Lilith, author of this journal and the one who made me immortal, she had the gift of foresight before she became the first vampire. She broke every oath we ever swore, when she made me immortal, I always knew she loved me, but I thought it was as a sister, it wasn’t until the moment she forced the cup to my lips that I realized it was more than that.