Was Judas A Vampire Novels & Stories

"Will be quick! Do you know who our Leader is?” "Who is? We've never met the leader before." The girl in a high voice said, “The leader of our organization is named Louis William, the ancestors of Sir Louis William were also professional and high-class hunters, although before the rebellion there was no war, the Vampires are living at the bottom of society, and jobs such as hunters and vampire hunters are no longer done, so when there is a rebellion of crazy vampires killing humans, humans can't fight back." "That's right, no one could have predicted that the vampire would suddenly get so mad."

"Hey, what are you doing?" Dua questioned, fear seeping into her voice. The maid opened her mouth, revealing her sharp fangs. Dua's eyes widened, her whole being trembling. "V...va...vampire?" The maid gripped Dua tighter, bringing her fangs to Dua's neck. Dua closed her eyes, letting out a loud scream. The door burst open, and in a blink of an eye, the King, Alexander was there. His hand gripping the maid's jaw tightly, just a breath from Dua's skin.

"Are you planning to fucking sell us?! You can't do that! You can't feed on humans! You can't—" "Hey, I don't like the idea either. But this is what happens when you're led by a whole council of aged assholes with superiority complexes." Luca rubbed his temples, and for once, he let his frustration show. "You'll be fine, I promise. I need to go now, but I'll come see you—with something to eat and drink." "Luca, Luca, wait!" Via called after him, but the vampire had already disappeared from her sight. Via was left staring at the dark and crusty walls of the dungeons. From behind her, Jess, who had been listening in on the conversation quietly, curled in on herself and sobbed.

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.

No matter what, they have to keep their bloodline pure, and have their unspoken rule of purity be spoken, be known, over and over again. Judas roamed the wild for over a decade, searching, hunting, and detecting hideouts. He ruled the night all by himself. And oh, does that make someone succumb to loneliness. That was the first crack of his powerful reign. Loneliness. It was slowly eating him up day by day. Vampires, who are cunning as hell, sensed Judas’ growing loneliness and desire for someone to mate with. They instantly think of a devious plan to make the devil even more vulnerable—by sending him a weakness known to every man of their kind: A beautiful, and charismatic creature.

After a few days of meeting with the pope, the priest of the Redberg bestowed and agreed to take the demon away and bring it to the nearby village and hide it somewhere. Since Cornelius and Dawar were the ones who apprehended the ancient vampire and his coffin, they were told to lead the caravan. So everyone began to give them the horrible eye as if they were to condemn. But they are not the only ones. The honor that the church has to restore. It does not signify adequately for their saints to be one-upped by their captive. There are rumors that it may even be Judas chaplains in their midst who fooled it all and caused the epidemic with their witchcraft. But it was later on discarded after a

As if to confirm my thoughts, the judge in the middle slowly shook his head, staring at Caleb with condescension. “You have made a grave mistake,” he said. “What you fail to see is that you are the one who began this war. Your departure is what has alerted them to our presence. “Furthermore, she is not the one you think she is.” Caleb looked confused. He said, “Then how do you explain–” Another council member spoke this time, “Many centuries ago there was a case like this. A vampire was immune to weaponry. People thought he was the Messiah then, too. He was not. He was merely a half-breed.”

“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

None but one: Judith. Vlad and Judith were comrades in arms. They saved each other, covered each other, killed, slept, ate, and fought next to each other. Vlad was excited because he is finally meeting a real match for his skill and power. He is meeting his buddy, Judith. The only soft thing about Judith was his name. Aside from that, he's a savage fighter and ruthless battler. And on the opposite side to Vlad, Judith never searched for the meaning. He only wanted to chase more, kill more, and fight more. So he found his place under the command of mafia boss: Don Ilnero.

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.