Her head ached too much to respond.
It ached in places there couldn't be muscles.
She tried to keep up with him, but her legs ached from the unfamiliar exercise.
It seemed all so mechanical and difficult, my heart ached for the poor little children.
Her heart ached for her friend.
Her head hurt and her body ached from the inside out, like she had the flu.
Jule's brand on her soul was even more intense, enough so that she physically ached for him.
She seemed so lost his heart ached for her.
As much as he ached to crawl into the bed beside her, he pulled a blanket from a trunk and went to the couch.
His heart ached to see his mate in such pain, but he knew from experience there was nothing more he could do.
All parts of my body ached and the prescription I was taking caused my head to spin.
Her fatigued body ached while her tired mind struggled to keep her thoughts clear of emotion.
His muscles were so bunched, they ached when he shook them free.
Her heart ached for Rhyn.
Lana's body ached from sleeping in chairs.
My fingers and head ached; but Helen was as fresh and full of spirit as when we left home.
She ached for him, and the magic thrummed around her, echoing her loneliness.
He ached to show her how much she meant to him, to open her closed vision of him and his world and show her the beauty that made him fight as he did.
This was what she smelled, what she ached to taste.
She ached to be back in it regularly.
His hands ached and he tried tying a handkerchief to ease the pressure.
She ached to, but she doubted he.d believe her.
She stumbled through the deep sand until her calves ached and her breathing was hard.
The bed smelled of him, and her body ached from the active night.
How she ached to trust someone wholly!
He felt her turmoil through their bond and ached to ease her pain.
Her body ached to feel whole again, as she had last night in his arms.
She ached to touch him but refused, hugging herself more tightly instead.
Would it be as strong as hers had been to Gabriel, where she'd ached for him to touch her, no matter how little sense it made?
She needed to feel his bare body against hers, ached for his hot hands to brand her as his.
She ached to feel his warm embrace, to sink into his dark spices and let him take her where he would.
She ached as much from her workout the day before as falling asleep sitting with her sketchbook.
She ached to respond but had to be satisfied with the knowledge he was alive.
She started to saw at them with the knife. The wood was thick and wet. She shifted closer, gasping when the root healed the cuts she'd just made. Furious at the latest trick from the Immortal underworld, Katie sawed furiously at the root, until her arm ached. She'd barely made a dent when she switched arms.
Her body ached for him, but to yield to him would be her death.
She ached to close the distance between them for one last kiss, a farewell to the man who'd sealed her fate!
His body ached with repressed memories and disgust.
Images of him sliding it south, towards the part of her that ached, filled her mind.
Every instinct in his body ached to feel Sofia alive.
His head throbbed and his body ached all over.
Every part of his body ached and he could only bend his elbow halfway.
His head throbbed and his body ached, as if he'd flung himself against the rocky wall.
She was not bleeding, for which she was grateful, but her body ached as if it had been flung around a stone room for hours.
He ached to know how Rissa was but feared even sending a page, lest Memon's men grow suspicious.
When he r: ached his lodgings at night after a day in the city or a skirmish in the House of Commons, Burke used to find a note from the d ke of Richmond or the marquess of Rockingham, praying him t draw a protest to be entered on the Journals of the Lords, and n fact he drew all the principal protests of his party between 17 7 and 1782.
Already, she ached to regain the intimacy with him.