He has to learn how... and maybe he senses your anxiety.
His senses tingled, and he dwelled on how his defensive powers almost seemed to work when nothing else did.
He pushed the door to a dark room open, using his senses to key in on where the person was.
He didn't push himself awake but let his senses register the world slowly.
He opened his senses to locate the immortal he wanted, and then willed himself there.
He couldn.t bring himself to include Rhyn in the picture and hoped Katie came to her senses one day and dumped the half-demon before the worst happened, and she ended up extending the bloodline of the loose cannon that was her mate.
Coming to his senses, he recoiled and stared at the woman as her own blood streamed down her neck and across his chin.
Great. A little tingly, like my senses are heightened somehow.
"Give it time. One man – even Andre – couldn't solve the world's problems. You just have to wait it out. And hope we all come to our senses before the end of the world," Kiki said with a small smile.
Worse yet, when Lori finally came to her senses, they wouldn't be willing to let her have the baby.
She'd learned to stop thinking when in the ring with him and listen to her senses, to include the mind control talent.
No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourse of my book-friends.
An old-fashioned man would have lost his senses or died of ennui before this.
The first words he heard on coming to his senses were those of a French convoy officer, who said rapidly: "We must halt here: the Emperor will pass here immediately; it will please him to see these gentlemen prisoners."
So this killer senses the threat isn't finished.
"I hope Howie has come to his senses and booked his flight back," Betsy said, then added, "But I'll miss Molly like she was my own."
The Original Being was impossible to track with his senses and seemed to fade in and out of existence.
Only then did her senses register the three men before her, the alley, and the familiar bloodlust in their glowing eyes.
Gabriel went still like he did when he was stretching his senses to test their surroundings.
The colors and sensations of the immortal world were richer on the senses, but the mortal world seemed raw, untamed.
It is, however, in her daily life that one can best measure the delicacy of her senses and her manual skill.
At last, we know not what it is to live in the open air, and our lives are domestic in more senses than we think.
The spidey senses that warned him when a vamp was around calmed until he no longer sensed Jonny.
His tingling senses awoke him, but he was too weak to do more than look around the room.
Yully snapped back to her senses, her eyes opening.
The walls of the underground facility were trembling from a shockwave of power that made her Guardian senses hum with danger.
The shockwaves faded, and she stood in the middle of an intersection, stretching out with her Guardian senses to find some kind of life.
She stretched her senses and pulled everything to her.
The warmth of his body made her senses tingle with both need and happiness.
His nearness rattled her senses in a way that reminded her of how she felt around Gabriel.
He was saturating her senses, seducing her somehow.
Jenn closed her eyes, reveling in her freed senses and allowing her instincts to guide her.
His sight was poor enough that the moonlight hurt his eyes, but his other senses were strong after growing up beneath the ground.
His senses picked up more Watcher and Other activity than normal this morning.
Her body felt heavy and her senses dull without her magic.
Scaling the wall once again, she dropped to her feet and was still for a long moment, using her senses to see if anyone was there.
He focused on his senses to pick up the location of the Other that had been in the wine cellar.
Jenn's magic and senses came alive like they did in the immortal world.
Punching the buttons on his car radio, he finally found music that didn't assault his senses and pushed ahead toward Parkside, ready to call it a day.
Unable to sleep without knowing the truth, Toby huddled beneath the jungle leaves and stretched his senses until he found Katie. He couldn't put her in more danger, if there was something wrong with Ully. She was close enough for him to find when he needed to. If he kept some distance between him and Katie, he could figure out what was wrong with Ully without endangering her more.
He lifted her at last and carried her to his quarters, senses full of her quickened breath, heady female scent, sweet taste.
Her senses filled with his taste, scent, the heat of his body, enveloping her yet never enough.