The First Vampire Novels & Stories

They were weak and needed food. "Hello, everyone. I'm Gavin Kyle. The first vampire on the soil of Wisconsin after about twelve centuries ago," I started my first speech after they had eaten. Although some of them looked reluctant, interested, and afraid, their spirit personalities are what compelled them to stay. A force they could not control.

"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."

He tosses it to the ground, cleaning the blood off his dagger on his coat. “Now let's work on your blood lust.” He signals for me to follow. In the center of what seems to be a mapped-out area. He directs me. “Sit. Blood lust happens to every newly turned vampire, as you may have read in books or novels.” His mood changes, he is serious, he is in for business. As he explains, I'm barely at attention. My eyes betraying me, I admire his physique, every curve of his biceps, and the way his chiseled chest is still visible under his clothes.

The night of blood-birth was agony beyond anything I had known. My bloodline was torn open, reshaped, and reborn— an ancient process reserved only for royal vampires. But when I heard the first cries of my children, every trace of pain vanished. Two newborns, marked with faint royal sigils, their blood resonances steady and pure. They lay within the obsidian cradle, breathing softly, their auras entwined. I looked at my son and daughter, my heart filled with fulfillment. From this moment on, I was not only a queen—

His eyes narrowed for a second before slowly releasing her once she steadied herself. "Here." He reached over and took her hand in his, "Hold on tight so you don't fall." He said as he started walking again. With smaller steps, she made it with him to the other side while their hands were linked. "To answer your question, let's just say I'm the first." "The first?" She asked, letting it settle into her mind, "As in you're the first Vampire?"

The dim forest wasn’t helping much. "Do I know you?” I asked. " ...I don't k-know...” he slurred and then stumble forward again. Slowly the nerves began creeping in. If humans were frighteningly unpredictable intoxicated, how much more frightening and unpredictable were vampires? He was however gaining distance on me and I realised that I needed to make the first move. I lunged for him, catching him off guard, but he was extremely fast, and I tripped and fell. He jumped on top of me, inspecting my face.

He was impatient to hear the rest but he didn't express it. "And my grandmother, Victoria... She was not a good woman..." "As in?..." "She wanted to be the superior amongst all the witches... At that time there were no vampires. Werewolves hardly showed their existence so most of the people thought of them a myth... The only known power was witches and the wizards..." "Vampires didn't existed?..." "They didn't... Don't you know your own history. Your grandmother Elizabeth made the first vampire, Robert. She was a powerful witch, powerful than everyone and my grandmother wanted to be the one..."

Erica, one of the school's notorious student said to the history teacher. "The year 400050 was the year vampires were first spotted in San Francisco, they killed a total number of 16 million people that year," Angelus said to the history teacher warmly, answering his question. "Wow!!! Just Wow!!!! Wonderful!!! Class can you see?? She just answered what y’all couldn’t answer!! What's your name, Miss??? The history teacher asked Angelus while smiling brightly at her. "My name is Angelus Meus Pulcher Dondarrion!!! Angelus answered the history teacher warmly.

"From the beginning! “Or should I say my mate found me!?“. I rolled my eyes, dropping my bag on the massive chair my aunt called cushions. I sat down on the couch, and Aunt Aurora poured me a glass of water. I took a sip, letting the cool liquid soothe my dry throat. I took a deep breath, preparing to tell her everything that had happened. "Thank you so much, Aunt Aurora!" I whispered, bowing my head in gratitude. "Tell me everything, from the beginning!" she whispered excitedly, her eyes wide with anticipation. "He's a vampire!" I declared, barely able to contain my emotions. "A vampire?!" she exclaimed, jumping up from her seat. "He's a what?!" I smiled lazily, savouring the look of disbel

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."