And there I saw myself as a man might expect, except that my skin was very white, as the old fiend's had been white, and my eyes had been transformed from their usual blue to a mingling of violet and cobalt that was softly iridescent. My hair had a highly luminous sheen, and when I ran my fingers back through it I felt a new and strange vitality there.

By james, April 28, 2012.

Found in The Vampire Lestat, authored by Anne Rice.


Without warning the vampire appeared. With skin as pale as freshly poured milk and fangs protruding over the thin blue lips, he stood staring. Running or screaming seemed pointless, then inexplicably the vampire seemed to melt away into the shadows as soundlessly as it had arrived.

By angela, March 19, 2012.