She was humming a tune I didn't recognize.
I drive the country roads, humming my tune, my new little pet safely in my hands.
By the time she reached the cliff Jule indicated the next day, Yully's soul was humming like an electric wire.
"Traci found several of the vamps' stash houses here in Tucson," Rainy said, motioning them to follow him into a small, dark study humming with electronics.
His blood was already humming with desire; he forgot how much of a turn on arguing with her was.
Her body was humming with the stranger's weird energy.
She pressed herself against the warm, humming swamp cooler and turned a corner, only to come face to face with Gabriel again.
Her blood was humming from waking in his bed.
"You didn.t get your kiss," she objected, her blood humming with need and frustration.
She turned, and went up the stairs, humming a cheery tune.
As they descended the stairs, he started humming the Death March.
He was hot and sweaty, but he'd not yet been able to rid himself of the wired energy humming through his blood.
The air grew more charged, humming with magic from god and obelisk.
She did a little shopping and drove home, humming a tune.
Gerry alone spoke to him, while two others hung back as the Guardian led him into the hidden room at the back of the house, filled with a small conference table and humming computers.
Of birds, a tyrant and a humming-bird (Eustephanus fernandensis) are peculiar to the group, while another humming bird (E.
- Flower of Datura sanguinea visited by humming-bird Docirnastes ensiferus.
The smallest of the birds, the ruby throat humming-bird, is found everywhere, even up to timber line in the mountains.
It was the favourite haunt of humming-birds and bees.
The phÅ“be had already come once more and looked in at my door and window, to see if my house was cavern-like enough for her, sustaining herself on humming wings with clinched talons, as if she held by the air, while she surveyed the premises.
A pleasant humming and whistling of bullets were often heard.
And again and again in the complete darkness Tushin's guns moved forward, surrounded by the humming infantry as by a frame.
In the darkness, it seemed as though a gloomy unseen river was flowing always in one direction, humming with whispers and talk and the sound of hoofs and wheels.