She pushed open the door with the mirror and stared.
I figured these abductions mirror some old case, and then there's a time break of a few years, like he was away.
Passing a mirror she glanced into it.
A mirror lined the inside of one door.
Natasha was looking at the mirror, but did not see herself.
In the morning, I stood in front of the mirror getting ready for school.
The spell was broken like a dropped mirror on a marble floor.
Katie looked up at her in the mirror as she finished zipping the dress.
He turned from the mirror and gazed down at her solemnly.
She immediately looked in the mirror at her neck.
He stood at the mirror and gazed upon himself for the first time since being abducted.
After she dressed, she stood before the mirror with the flower in her hand.
I can see her in my rear view mirror, just sitting there, plotting a way they can escape.
Crossing the threshold into the bathroom, she paused to look at herself in the mirror with a grimace.
It was too short for her to see clearly, and she crossed to the mirror on the other side of the room.
She could almost see him standing before his mirror practicing the line before going to the bars to pick up chicks.
Have you gazed in the mirror since we arrived here?
Lana programmed her micro quickly to mirror the messages and set it to work decrypting the encoding.
Glancing in the mirror, he did a double take when he saw her.
He glanced at her in the mirror and stopped shaving long enough to answer.
Glancing in the mirror, he straightened his jacket and tucked the tie back down into his vest.
Deidre went back to the mirror and gazed at herself.
"Look in the mirror," he said, nodding his head towards the wardrobe.
Deidre looked over her shoulder at the reflection in the mirror displaying the two markings on her back.
She caught sight of her gaze in the mirror again and stared.
Seeing her mirror image was a reminder that Deidre was created by a goddess with the sole intention of using and discarding the human she made.
Glancing at her reflection in the mirror, Carmen straightened her dress.
He was watching her in the mirror, his expression a blend of surprise and disgust.
For a moment he searched her face in the mirror, and then he turned away, striding from the room.
If she hadn't humiliated him that day as they stood before the mirror, maybe this conversation would never have been necessary.
She caught her reflection in the mirror and admired her hair.
Glancing at Katie in the mirror as she helped with the wedding dress, Carmen spoke jokingly.
He was standing in front of the mirror in his jeans and an athletic undershirt, shaving with a disposable razor.
Having read thus far, Princess Mary sighed and glanced into the mirror which stood on her right.
After that journey to Ryazan he found the country dull; his former pursuits no longer interested him, and often when sitting alone in his study he got up, went to the mirror, and gazed a long time at his own face.
She started to put the pillow down and caught the movement in the mirror from the corner of her eye.
She placed the medallion around her neck and admired it in the mirror, vowing not to think of the man whose presence plagued her.
When she retreated to the bathroom, she flipped on the light, cringed, but forced herself to stare at her reflection in the mirror over the sink.
When she modeled them in front of the mirror, they did things to her figure she never would have guessed.
As she watched him in the mirror, he stopped behind her and surveyed her soberly.
Shoddy apartments and an image in the mirror of a dirty toddler in a diaper.
She wanted to deck her mirror image.
She stared at herself in the mirror, wondering when she'd started looking like a pound dog.
Her move toward the fire was reflected in a small mirror behind the desk in front of which he stood.
Her shot nerves calmed until she rubbed a towel against the misty mirror and saw the tattoo again.
She caught her reflection in the mirror, and the sight of the tattoo around her neck infuriated her.
He checked the mirror one last time and headed for the stairs.
The flash of her reflection in the mirror caught her attention.
A moment later, a thin figure entered the room. The last of the shapeshifters created, this one was a mirror image of the mad scientist, Ully.
There was no mirror in the bedroom, so she put the earrings back in the box.
Reminding herself that the mirror promised she wasn't as exposed as much breast as it looked from above, she left the ruffle on her arms and began filling their plates.
She dressed and grabbed a comb from her locker, crossing to the mirror above the sinks.
Standing before the mirror, as I had seen others do, I anointed mine head with oil and covered my face thickly with powder.
In such a day, in September or October, Walden is a perfect forest mirror, set round with stones as precious to my eye as if fewer or rarer.
It is a mirror which no stone can crack, whose quicksilver will never wear off, whose gilding Nature continually repairs; no storms, no dust, can dim its surface ever fresh;--a mirror in which all impurity presented to it sinks, swept and dusted by the sun's hazy brush--this the light dust-cloth--which retains no breath that is breathed on it, but sends its own to float as clouds high above its surface, and be reflected in its bosom still.
And gradually from week to week the character of each tree came out, and it admired itself reflected in the smooth mirror of the lake.
Boris paused in the middle of the room, looked round, brushed a little dust from the sleeve of his uniform, and going up to a mirror examined his handsome face.
The mother smoothed the folds of her dyed silk dress before a large Venetian mirror in the wall, and in her trodden-down shoes briskly ascended the carpeted stairs.
Having looked in a mirror, and standing before Dolokhov in the same pose he had assumed before it, he lifted a glass of wine.
You remember when I looked in the mirror for you... at Otradnoe at Christmas?
He glanced at her in the mirror and continued shaving.
In every mirror, dust obliterated her past.
He crossed to a mirror and pulled her in front of him.
Dean looked back at Fred in the rear view mirror but there was no hint of clarification.
Dean left the cell confident that the old man was coping, but he was beginning to mirror Fred's concern with his past.
In spite of the happy group that greeted him, Fred's somber mood didn't mirror theirs.
She hadn't looked in a mirror, but she guessed she had the healthy coloring of a mortal.
She looked in the mirror, distraught, then scrubbed her face and turned off the shower.
If she asked, a mirror would appear on the opposite wall.
Her face looked thin in the mirror, and her eyes looked large.
When she came ready dressed into the ballroom to await her father, and looking in the large mirror there saw that she was pretty, very pretty, she felt even more sad, but it was a sweet, tender sadness.
They sat her in front of a mirror while Felipa worked.
She looked first in the mirror and froze.