Judas The First Vampire Novels & Stories

she almost spat, looking me up and down, "are just little Kim Russell from Cincinnati, Ohio." "More than that." I narrowed my eyes at her in that same chilly way that I'd seen Tony do so well. "I am bad enough to kill a Neratomay who could trace his lineage back to Caesar, who had ruled thirteen hundred Neratomay and who helped found your Council. And I've been a Vampire less than forty-eight hours." I swore that I would never refer to them as Neratomay again. They were fucking vamps—we were fucking vamps! "So you believe yourself more skilled than Johan?" Her voice sounded like a growl.

Who was crying, her hands were dripping blood and there was a man beside her who was holding her not to fall to the ground. "Evangeline!" Abu whispered and a member of angels cane down the skies and he saw Kram. "Archangel," he said in a soft voice as he faced him. Kram glanced at him and he saw Kram's face filled with sorrow. "We're too late! They already multiply," he said and Abu felt a pang in his heart as he watched Evangeline who was trying hard to stop his son who became obsessed with power and in wanting to rule the world. He saw Evangeline running towards her son who was fighting with his father at the top of a rooftop of a huge building, but then another vampire came in front of he

"You want to pit a trained killer against a woman you’ve been calling a fragile, pathetic human for months?" "If she’s as special as you say, it shouldn't be an issue," Vane retorted. He snapped his fingers, and from the side shadows, Valerius stepped out. Valerius was huge. He was like seven feet of solid, vampiric muscle, covered in scars and holding a sword that looked like it was made from black glass. He didn't look at me like I was a person; he looked at me like a target. He walked into the center of the room, the other nobles clearing out of the way like they were afraid of catching his shadow.

It is an easy way to tell the Nati apart from turned vampires, their eyes turn red with bloodlust, not black. “Lonut.” Mihai says to the one on the right, “I’m glad you could make it.” Lonut nods, “This is my brother, Vasil, you have yet to meet him, my lord.” Vasil steps forward, clasping Mihai’s hand, “It’s an honour to be invited here.” An honour. He thinks it is an honour to be here when all i want to do is flee from this room and run as fast and as far away as possible.

Her hands tremble, the veins in them visible under the warm chandelier light. And Judas stands in the middle of the room, his suit jacket on the floor and his white shirt painted red. His hair is dishevelled, his tie missing, and there’s a cut along his jaw that looks half-healed, half-earned. But it’s not his blood. I know it instantly. He’s too still. Too composed in the chaos. As if sensing my presence, his sight freezes me. My stomach churns, bile burning my throat. I whisper, my voice cracking. “What… whose blood is that?”

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.

And Julian rushed for his axe and before the vampire could regain from the knife sticking, Julian axed his head sticking the axe to the tree. Just then Jeremy drove the truck and opened the other door, which Julian rushed diving in. Jeremy stepped on the gear without the slightest thoughts of moving his leg away, for they were being chased by high spaded angry vampires. "Who are these guys?" Jeremy asked breathlessly. "Lucas, he's here for revenge," Julian pressed pressure on his stomach injuries as he replied. "My brother made him hundred years ago. It was a time we had many enemies so my brother made a lot of vampires to help defend us, but then we left them in one of our battles and they

"About the originals. About how we prepare." "And?" "And I think we need more than an army. We need knowledge. We need to understand what we're facing." I looked at him. "You know more about Vladimir than anyone. Tell me everything." Caspian was quiet for a moment. Then he began to speak. "Vladimir was the first. Ten thousand years ago, he was a human—a warlord, a conqueror. He drank from a spring that was sacred to the moon goddess, and she cursed him for his arrogance. He became the first vampire—immortal, powerful, but forever bound to darkness. He could never see sunlight again."

"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

“Her Queen came to her in her dream and mistakenly let it slip that she cursed her, and that’s why our babies have been dying. The only way to make it stop is with your blood.” “Really?” “Yes, it’s the perfect explanation why nothing is wrong medically, but our babies keep dying.” Kyler says “Yeah, it is. I can’t believe Ekaterina is cursed.” I say, astonished. “Me too, but your blood can help.” “How?” “Many people don’t know this, but the first vampire was a witch.” “What!” Both Theo and I say. I’m shocked to the bones. “I was shocked too your majesties when Ekaterina told me. She says the first vampire was a witch who turned herself in order to win the war at the time against the werewolve