Was Judas The First Vampire Novels & Stories

Alexander said. "Why did they side with the West side? What did the leader of the East do?" I asked him, my eyes slightly widened. "The Western leader found out that the Eastern leader, Caesar Neonsheller, was a vampire. The first ever recorded vampire to exist. He was considered a freak, a monster because humans did not understand his condition. Caesar was turned against by nearly 90% of the whole world and when he realized that he had no chance, he fled by boat. He did not flee alone, he fled with a woman, a woman he soon fell in love with.

A chill immediately spread through my body. “It was a true memory,” he continued quietly. “A memory belonging to Ivanna.” I stared ahead in complete shock. “So…” My voice cracked slightly. “That means Ivanna was the first Lycan. The first of all werewolf kind.” “Yes.” I blinked rapidly. “No, that can’t—” “It is the truth.” I shook my head immediately. “But history says Kael was the first Lycan. History says Kael sacrificed his humanity to save everyone.” “And you should know by now that that is the lie they created to fool you.”

He was furious. "I don't understand, father was born first before Uncle Bjorn, however, Mort's dad became the Vampire King. The Vampire Codex stated that the first blood should be the one reigning..." Hajin continued and Jihan was listening quietly in the place. He feels the same way about his twin. "And now it is certain that Mort would inherit the throne. Especially since he found his fated mate earlier than we expected." Jihan said, interrupting his twin brother. "We had tried to find her but who would have thought that his mate was a mortal? No one could even talk about this situation as fear prevailed among them. So, we should do what must be done." Hajin said and eyed back to the lady.

"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.

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.

“And what happened to the ‘Lycans were the first’ gospel?” “You’re not wrong,” Jade chuckled darkly. “We do hail from Lycans. But there’s a theory—we’re the failed creation of the first Lycan King. He tried to birth a race, failed, and we were the result.” Antony leaned forward, eyes sharp. “So those soulless wolves—the ones my lord fought—could be reanimated humans?” “Possibly,” Jade muttered. “But we have souls!” I fired back. “Maybe not you, Granny, but I have feelings!”

She was looking at me like I was the devil. I lowered my tone, eyes locked on hers. “Yes, I made a mistake. Yes, I should have told you the truth from the start. But Jasmine, I am not the devil you think I am.” She didn’t respond so I kept going. “I didn’t tell you about Judas because I didn’t want you dragged into that hell. It’s mine. It’s my curse. And now he’s using you to hurt me. You don’t know what that man is capable of.”

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.

“What? When?” "Don't know." Kahn shrugs. “The… creature said a name. Thrax.” I stare at Kahn. It means nothing to me. “Okay, and?” “He is believed to be the first vampire. The father of their kind.” “Wasn’t it Vlad the Impaler?” I ask flippantly. Kahn rolls his eyes at me. “Don’t be ridiculous. Vampires are older than that.” He peers at me with his red eyes. The vampire hasn’t fed yet, and he’s hungry. “Are you even able to have this conversation?”

It was not that I was to forcefully marry and bond with someone but it was the who. King Vampir was ruthless. He was the first vampire, the sire of the whole vampire race. He was not just a vampire but a hybrid, a cross between a witch and vampire, making him as old as the world, rendering him immortal. My stomach turned and I thought I would vomit right there as I continued crawling my way to the door, getting there and standing up only to rush out to the crowd outside, patiently waiting and hoping for their name to be called.