We don't normally use them.
With the tear between worlds, he was able to use more of the power normally restricted to Hell.
When I sleep normally, it takes a lot more than that to rouse me.
White Gods inherit their title, but Black Gods normally get hacked to pieces by their successors.
She stopped and closed her eyes, seeking the home videos that normally streamed.
"You do not normally demean yourself by talking to someone as lowly as I am," he replied, turning.
Normally he would have asked if she was ready to go to bed, or even if she needed help.
They normally were, and if they weren't, their screaming was muted by the magic of their cells.
Rhyn was content to let them fight when he thought she was winning, like she normally did.
Of all the things to think about, she couldn't get the prisoner out of her thoughts, even when Evelyn returned with sweet bread she normally would've pounced on.
Normally he wouldn't go more than a few hours without thinking about his next meal, but Elisabeth filled his thoughts so completely, there was no room for anything else.
Normally it was Josh who showered her with wisdom, and it was somehow unseemly for this newcomer to take up where Josh had left off.
He didn't normally turn them down, unless he didn't have the time.
If politicians are demonstrably good at one thing, it is getting elected, and people who are starving don't normally re-elect their representatives.
Normally, you build trust then sleep with someone.
Kris's normally iced features clouded, his violet eyes going green as he thought.
Hannah peeked from the bathroom door, her normally neat hair mussed and her eyes red from crying.
He found himself on the Caribbean Sanctuary, in the small chamber with the Oracle book. Sea breeze swept through the small windows of the room, and he took a step towards the lectern on which the open book rested. The pages displayed had a few words written on them rather than the constantly shifting writing that normally scrawled itself across the pages. He felt himself compelled towards the book even as his fight-or-flight instinct reared up.
The resignation in her tone sounded like a farewell. Gabe studied her, uncertain what could stop Death from doing anything she pleased. She was not only letting him go when she shouldn't, but she was telling him just how much time he had to get Katie out of the underworld. Gabriel knew something was wrong if Death was turning her back on the duty of collecting souls, a duty she normally took such joy in. She'd been unwilling to do that for him when their relationship had been at its peak.
I'm normally much more patient.
Even the Black God didn't normally act so brashly.
Normally, she'd leave before it got too crowded; her father preferred she avoided people altogether.
The gravity in his voice made her afraid of what was to come.
Normally she acquiesced in favor of a paycheck, but Lacy's demand was bizarre, even by Lacy-standards.
Normally, Guardians were supposed to ease the transition of Naturals into their organization.
Normally to spy upon my records.
He was normally tense around her, his frustration clear.
She was normally good at covering emotions she didn't want to display, but he read them all and threw them back in her face.
We normally expel the Ancient Ones.
Daniela just inside the entrance, and her normally calm face took on an expression of sudden irritation.
She rolled her eyes at his twisted sense of humor, which normally teetered on lethal.
He wasn't sure what it was about this woman that made him think thoughts he normally didn't in the middle of a warzone.
No, she was not at all the type of person Tim normally surrounded himself with.
He normally keeps the commander close to him.
Normally, clouds hung around the mountaintop.
Normally the animals were her first concern, but if Alex had spent the night in the barn, he needed the warmth a good hot meal could offer.
"I only meant to tell you-- " "Do you know when A'Ran normally calls?" she asked.
Normally I am greeted by a member of my clan.
The barracks area was heavily guarded, but she was struck by the lack of activity in the part of the castle that normally hummed with life.
Normally, when an assassin goes soft, I make him dead-dead.
A red flush rose in the normally unflappable Council leader's face.
Pain radiated through his body from where she'd shot him, and his normally pliant temper was near the snapping point.