Novel & Cerita Was Judas The First Vampire

The three agents watched her closely, expecting some kind of denial, but looking for signs she could be lying. Judy’s response surprised them. “Why yes, I did. Many years ago. Nobody ever believed me, though. How on earth did you know?” “Just a feeling I had,” Rome said, brushing off her role in detecting the magic. “Tell me about it, please.” “It happened more than eighteen years ago, when I was pregnant with Leesa. I got bitten by a vampire—a one-fanged vampire.”

Lark was quietly drinking alcohol mixed with blood as he stood on their terrace and stared into the distance. But that blood wasn’t random because it even went through his family’s laboratory that was based in England. They are a race of vampires that came from Europe. They only came here to the San Roque area because of a prophecy that their older generation of vampires believed. According to a prophecy, a girl will be born with a rare kind of blood inside her body and she will be the key to awaken the king of vampires, Damien, his uncle. Because King Damien was his father's brother.

I had been cowering, hiding from myself, for too long. This was who I truly was, I realised, booting a male vampire so hard in the kneecap that he stumbled towards the floor. I caught him with an upstroke, slamming my fist into his jaw and knocking his head back. His arms wheeled desperately, and I smiled at him before delivering the final, killing blow. I was a creature of death and darkness, walking a fine line between good and evil. I took life from the undeserving, from those who had had their fill and stepped fully into the night. I was a wraith, a ghost, the purple haze of a summer’s twilight; I was the first light of the rising stars, and the cold between them. I was Judgement, the cu

my mind drifted to my mates face, I couldn't help remembering how shining his hair looked, how his muscles bulged, every time he swallowed,I could see his Adams apple bubble up and down , not to mention the buldge in his pants. I shaked my head to clear my thoughts , how could I even start imagining nasty things about my mate who I just met. I continued my search and finally found what I was looking for,....Vampire's mates. They weren't known as mates like we call them, but they were called the chosen one. That's a bit creepy. "Vampires pledge full devotion to their mates and are unable to mate with another woman once their mate has been found… .. that's actually really great".

"You know the rules of your people, Roam. It's similar with the vampires. The oldest gets the throne. Just because you were an exception doesn't mean they'll consider Syd, too." I sighed, shaking my head. "Syd is a better leader. They all know that." "Yeah, but they know Syd's loyalty belongs to you and it will remain that way no matter how much his father beats him to death." My expression darkened as I listened to Yzmael. He may be annoying most of the time but he's the one who would always deliver me news about the pack and the vampires. He was one of the very first vampires in history. After being born wolf-less in a lycan family, Yzmael was abused by his pack until Lord Arius Lumiere bo

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.

( Judian’s POV ) "The other pack hunters will be here tomorrow. Some villagers saw when he leapt into your room; although some also mentioned that he later left strong like he took an antidote to the poisonous arrow, but no one believed that part. Every Pack hunter is out there glad that the vampire gave out himself by leaping into the room of a pack hunter. Judian, do you even know what you have done?" Dad's voice sounded like he was crying; he looked so pained to the core as he said those words, breathing heavily.

“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

Her questioning, wide-open eyes darted from the Lord to the Oracle and back. “I want to inform you, dear ladies,” the vampire continued to rant. “You, my dear sister,” he bowed slightly towards Valya. – Yes, and we all, in fact, lost sight of one small detail. We believed that this sweet girl,” he pointed towards Ira, who was sitting on the floor and clutching her burning cheek, “was the Chosen One. We were deeply mistaken! Here he is - the Chosen One! The white-haired vampire pointed to the entrance. From complete darkness, a dark-haired young man slowly entered into the light of the candles. The red eyes flashed, causing horror in the girls' hearts.

the bat guy explained. " What else did my father-in-law say? " the shameless monk inquired. " monks can't marry " the bat guy replied. " fuck your grandpa!! this honorable Reverend monk is not your normal monk. " The shameless monk replied. The two vampires argued back and forth for what seemed like an eternity before getting to their destination. The streets of hell were bustling, all kinds of demons roamed this street, from minions to huge monsters showing off their expensive hellhounds. Monsters of all races walked the streets.