The strange calm she felt around Zamon remained, and she recalled more clearly Darkyn's words about how the original Dark One lured in his prey.
Terror washed over her at his calm, controlled words.
I felt proud to know that the liberties of Massachusetts and of our fatherland were in such safe keeping; and as I turned to my hoeing again I was filled with an inexpressible confidence, and pursued my labor cheerfully with a calm trust in the future.
He was not a very large man, but was well formed and had a beautiful face--calm and serene as the face of a fine portrait.
His conversation always related entirely to himself; he would remain calm and silent when the talk related to any topic that had no direct bearing on himself.
Jule sensed a great deal of turmoil behind his calm features and pitied the man.
The sultriness was present, along with the calm steadiness of her blue gaze.
She left, stopping in the shadow world to try to calm herself.
Not only where you are--at the heart of affairs and of the world--is the talk all of war, even here amid fieldwork and the calm of nature--which townsfolk consider characteristic of the country--rumors of war are heard and painfully felt.
While the Grey God appeared calm, his air was agitated and his gaze stormy.
Her large blue-green eyes were clear and calm, the curves of her slender frame complemented by the cut and drape of the dress.
But the Sawhorse introduced the stranger in a calm tone, saying:
A shopkeeper with red pimples on his cheeks near the nose, and a calm, persistent, calculating expression on his plump face, hurriedly and ostentatiously approached the officer, swinging his arms.
"Calm down," the nurse said.
She can take Martha's place, trying to calm Howie down enough so he can nod off but keep beating on her the importance of keeping her mouth shut.
It managed to calm the sense of urgency he always felt.
"Now, you have a choice to make," the devil said with a calm smile.
His calm voice assured her he wasn't going to pass judgment on her gift.
His golden eyes were calm, and he was dressed as if he'd just finished sparring.
Damian made it halfway to the grass, where the Black God paced beside a calm Jenn, when Xander's low voice stopped him.
His golden eyes were calm, his large frame relaxed with the feline grace that made her hormones wild.
Now, the calm male's voice ordered.
She sucked in a breath, struggling to calm herself.
"Okay," she said, startled by his calm statement.
She didn't want to be attracted to him, to feel the fire in her blood and the calm at her core when he touched her.
He scared her, and she touched him instinctively, wanting his cool energy to help calm her emotions.
The calm of his blood offering kept her uneasiness at bay as the portal behind her closed.
The calm spread through her again.
Her calm acceptance faded, replaced by turmoil.
His cold gaze was calm and steady, his long fangs resting on his lower lip.
Or perchance, at evening, I hear him in his stable blowing off the superfluous energy of the day, that he may calm his nerves and cool his liver and brain for a few hours of iron slumber.
The prince's tone was so calm and confident that Princess Mary unhesitatingly believed him.
In the offices and shops and at the post office everyone was talking about the army and about the enemy who was already attacking the town, everybody was asking what should be done, and all were trying to calm one another.
The night was calm and fresh.
The weather was calm, and the rustle and tramp of the French troops already beginning to move to take up their positions were clearly audible.
But they... they were steady and calm all the time, to the end... thought he.
"Oh, so that is Vereshchagin!" said Pierre, looking at the firm, calm face of the old man and seeking any indication of his being a traitor.
While the sea of history remains calm the ruler-administrator in his frail bark, holding on with a boat hook to the ship of the people and himself moving, naturally imagines that his efforts move the ship he is holding on to.
Lightly swaying on the flexible springs of his carriage and no longer hearing the terrible sounds of the crowd, Rostopchin grew physically calm and, as always happens, as soon as he became physically tranquil his mind devised reasons why he should be mentally tranquil too.
He had gone to Joseph Alexeevich's house, on the plea of sorting the deceased's books and papers, only in search of rest from life's turmoil, for in his mind the memory of Joseph Alexeevich was connected with a world of eternal, solemn, and calm thoughts, quite contrary to the restless confusion into which he felt himself being drawn.
When he sat with his elbows on the dusty writing table in the deathlike stillness of the study, calm and significant memories of the last few days rose one after another in his imagination, particularly of the battle of Borodino and of that vague sense of his own insignificance and insincerity compared with the truth, simplicity, and strength of the class of men he mentally classed as they.
His voice was calm and deliberate.