Why Are Vampires Pale Novels & Stories

Other vamps were white, deathly white, but I was gold. "This is how I began, too." Even his voice was different now. "There are so many different hues—browns and yellows and golds and even black. It's rare, because most are white. We all become white the older we become, which is why the color is preferred … but that is only because the masses don't know any better." He was showing me this for a purpose, not just because he was damn gorgeous as a human. He knew that he already had me at the first taste of his blood. I was missing something major here and needed to focus. I tried to clear my head so that I could think.

A rogue werewolf wouldn’t use weapons like that. My breathing grew uneven as realization settled in. So they were vampires. And they were here. In this school. My gaze slowly drifted back to the bodies lying nearby, still looking almost peaceful, like they were only asleep. “But…” I said quietly, confusion returning. “If vampires are the ones killing these students, shouldn’t the bodies look worse? Shouldn’t they decay or at least look… dead?” I looked at the pale faces again. “Their skin turned bluish at first, right? So why do they look fresh now? Like nothing ever happened to them?”

Naham's finger lightly trembles before touching the skin just below his bottom lip. “Your lips… They're so pale… When was the last time you had blood?” Naham asked softly as he stared at the vampire's incredibly pale lips. He had never in his life seen a vampire with lips so pale. It was alarming. His eyes moved to the vampire's eyes when his head moved. “Don't worry about that. That's not important. I'll get some later.”

’’ He began, I held my breath. Gray Vampires were regular Vampires whose eye color ranged from black to gray. I frowned, Brian had crimson eyes, did that mean he was different or was that the eye color for Hybrid Vampires? I mean his natural eye color was blue, a color for Hybrid Werewolves? I shook my head, clearing it off of the thoughts and turned my attention to Earl instead.

When I glance up to the nurse, I say proudly, "This one I am calling Eric the second." She turns and smiles at me with those deep red lips and a thought runs through my head about something I remembered. Vampires are pale in comparison, and they also have lips that are crimson because they are stained by the blood of their victims. Looking back down at my pup, fear starts to ebb in the back of my head as I realize that I am in the company of our mortal enemies.

However, in the case of a certain Lupus Vampire, it can be argued that their unique biology and evolutionary history have led to their immunity to the harmful effects of sunlight. Firstly, it is important to understand what causes a vampire to be weakened by sunlight. In most fictional portrayals, this weakness is attributed to an inability to produce the pigment melanin. Melanin is the pigment responsible for protecting the skin from the harmful effects of the sun, such as sunburn and skin cancer. Without melanin, the skin is left vulnerable to damage from the sun's ultraviolet (UV) rays, which can cause severe burns and even death in the case of a vampire.

Even her lips were white. "She was supposed to be all healed now," I muttered to myself as I grabbed the calendar and notebook from the nightstand. My eyes roamed the notes taken next to each day. No improvements were recorded except a few days ago. Her nose was bleeding, and I thought she was going to wake up, but she didn't. "Why is her face still pale?" I asked, placing the calendar along with the notes on the nightstand. "Because she is a vampire, and when she wakes up, she will need a lot of blood," he answered, taking her hand in his grasp.

"You did though." He sighed, squeezing his eyes shut. "I take advantage of the misconception," he admitted. "But skin color makes no difference with blood purity. Perhaps, it's the misconceptions that pure vampires can't step into sunlight so our skin cannot tan. We can step into sunlight without the right skin protection. We just heal faster so the tan doesn't remain." "So I was right," she muttered. "Lighter skin is superior." "No, blood is superior," he corrected gently. "Your skin will have the same effect as mine. It will heal quicker from damage." He shrugged his shoulders. "Vampires are very vain and have developed very archaic views that are more myth than fact."

He actually saw the notes, saw the silver and gold dancing in front of his eyes. He stopped dead in his tracks, shock ripping through him. He stared at the hallway. The tattered, faded wallpaper was edged with red. It had been well over three years since he had seen anything in color. It was another fate the vile vampire had inputted on him. As he had researched, Vampire males beyond their youth lose all sense of color, to lose their emotions, to struggle in gray bleakness against their predatory natures, unless a lifemate appeared to balance their darkness with her goodness and light. Only then would color and emotion - powerful emotion - be restored to them.

looking into Ariel's eyes, she finally decided to drop the bomb "I'm a vampire, Ariel" Ariel's heart skipped a beat. She had read and watched movies about vampires. They are those blood sucking beasts. That's what Ariel felt about them, but after meeting Resa, Ariel didn't feel amiss with the woman until the moment her eyes changed color. She felt the woman was sweet and somehow reminded her of her mom. Ariel decided inwardly, to put the fact that Resa just told her aside and ask "Okay...but how did you know I have those special abilities?". Resa paused and thought for a while whether or not she should answer the question. "Uhhmm... Ariel, I was a good friend of your mother". It was like the