Everything about the deity screamed careful control.
Caleb screamed and jumped up and bumped his head pretty good.
Adrienne screamed, cramming her foot into the floor as if she, too, had a break pedal.
More gunfire deafened her in the small confines of the garage, and men screamed and fell.
Again she screamed for Alex, but there was no response.
She slid, bounced and screamed her way to the edge of the cliff, finally stopping her descent by grabbing the base of a bush.
"Not on your life!" screamed Paulette.
She screamed, not expecting the level of sharp pain.
Nothing screamed Immortal or that there was something about him she should be worried about.
She screamed and darted for the door, but he caught her and pulled her close again.
Dean screamed after Vinnie, shrugging off Harrigan and slumping into his chair.
She screamed, attempting to twist free of his grip, but it was too tight.
It was coal country, or had been, as much of the depressed countryside screamed of poverty.
The tramp screamed and touched her finger to the oozing blood.
She screamed until she was hoarse, shaking in the chilled air.
In that moment, she squirmed from his hands and screamed again, scrambling to reach the cell phone on the floor.
"Don't," he screamed at Shipton, "the line's been cut!"
She screamed at him, You promised you would be careful, you call this careful?
One of them caught sight of her and screamed, "Werewolf!" as he ran.
Carmen screamed again and Tessa danced a few steps away, calling to her kid.
"He'll kill Brutus!" she screamed, refusing to take her eyes off the wild dog.
She screamed, racing for the tree and knowing she didn't have a chance of outrunning the dog.
Vinnie screamed, You can't hit me!
Claire screamed, unable to pry her hands free of the axe's handle.
Claire screamed again, batting at him in desperation to escape.
The woman in her screamed for her to leave, to find Damian and have their son in the place they'd planned in a few months.
She screamed again in agony as pain seared through her shoulder.
She screamed with glee when the little things squealed and squirmed in their efforts to get back to their mother, and spelled, "Baby--eat large."
What does it all mean? screamed the doctor's wife.
"Let her marry, it's all the same to me!" he screamed in the same piercing tone as when parting from his son.
"Darling Denisov!" screamed Natasha, beside herself with rapture, springing to him, putting her arms round him, and kissing him.
She screamed and leaped back before she realized it was Alex.
She screamed at him and flashed the light in his eyes, but he wasn't impressed.
She screamed as pain shot through her ankle and up her leg.
She screamed even louder and threw her arms around his neck.
"You brute, you murderer!" screamed a thin, pale woman who, with a baby in her arms and her kerchief torn from her head, burst through the door at that moment and down the steps into the yard.
"Dunyasha!" she screamed wildly, and tearing herself out of this silence she ran to the servants' quarters to meet her old nurse and the maidservants who came running toward her.
There for several hours amid incessant cannon and musketry fire, now Russians were seen alone, now Frenchmen alone, now infantry, and now cavalry: they appeared, fired, fell, collided, not knowing what to do with one another, screamed, and ran back again.
"Oh, gracious me, a man beaten to death--killed!..." screamed a woman coming out of a gate close by.
Makar Alexeevich, frowning with exertion, held on to the pistol and screamed hoarsely, evidently with some heroic fancy in his head.
She screamed desperately and angrily and tried with her little hands to pull Pierre's hands away and to bite them with her slobbering mouth.
While Pierre was running the few steps that separated him from the Frenchman, the tall marauder in the frieze gown was already tearing from her neck the necklace the young Armenian was wearing, and the young woman, clutching at her neck, screamed piercingly.