Dead Sentence Examples

The battery in the lantern might be dead or the fall might have broken it.

A living dog is better than a dead lion.

Every dead soldier has a face, a story, and a bereaved family.

I may be dead wrong, but I for one say, go for it.

She's dead; murdered, and I feel terrible about it.

He was a dead man.

One afternoon I amused myself by watching a barred owl (Strix nebulosa) sitting on one of the lower dead limbs of a white pine, close to the trunk, in broad daylight, I standing within a rod of him.

Here and there a couple of bees, by force of habit and custom cleaning out the brood cells, with efforts beyond their strength laboriously drag away a dead bee or bumblebee without knowing why they do it.

In actuality, he was dead.

She screamed and jumped back before she realized the snakes were dead.

If he was dead, it meant her father did it, not Jule, who had been in the basement.

Jule, can the souls of those long dead still be freed, even if they're trapped in the ground?

The ground around the monument was rich with the long dead whose souls were trapped.

When you found the bug, I was sure we were dead ducks, but you blamed the wrong guys.

You were dead for a few minutes.

He is really dead now, and will wither very quickly.

Officially Mr. Marsh was dead.

Her eyes returned to Jonny, who was lapping up what was left of the dead woman's blood.

There's no dead body...

She was in a small clearing divided by a fallen dead tree.

After many adventures I reached Omaha, only to find that all my old friends were dead or had moved away.

She has felt dead squirrels and rabbits and other wild animals, and is anxious to see a "walk-squirrel," which interpreted, means, I think, a "live squirrel."

So vividly did he recall that hospital stench of dead flesh that he looked round to see where the smell came from.

But not only was it impossible to make out what was happening from where he was standing down below, or from the knoll above on which some of his generals had taken their stand, but even from the fleches themselves--in which by this time there were now Russian and now French soldiers, alternately or together, dead, wounded, alive, frightened, or maddened-- even at those fleches themselves it was impossible to make out what was taking place.

Only a few of them still move, rise, and feebly fly to settle on the enemy's hand, lacking the spirit to die stinging him; the rest are dead and fall as lightly as fish scales.

I told Julie everything that happened, my being attacked at Howie's house and that the assailant was shot dead.

As I understand it, the so-called visions were perpetrated with the assistance of a second person, now dead.

His guards lay dead in the hallway before his door, and she leapt over their bodies, shoving the door to his apartments open.

The instincts of the newly minted spy were dead on.

By the time we became an item, my mother was dead and there was no reason in his mind to resurrect old ghosts.

He was unconscious – or dead? – while she stood on a beach near blue-green depths so clear, she could see the white sand at the bottom of the water.

That ought to make Edith Shipton dead last by Dean's calculation.

He wouldn't be caught dead with a bouquet of wildflowers and there was no way he was going to waste money on flowers that would wither and die within a week.

Lana shoved away from the dead man, horrified.

She swears you're not dead.

He searched her features with his gaze, not understanding her strange insistence that she was really dead.

I don't want to terminate him but he's not dead, official-like, so they can't just pay off his life insurance.

Dean thought a dead fish might have been more appropriate.

They stopped at the spring where they had found the dead longhorn bull years ago and dismounted to let the horses rest.

They promised an easy expiation for crimes to both living and dead on payment of a fee, undertook to punish the enemies of their clients, and held out to them the prospect of perpetual banqueting and drinking-bouts in Paradise.

The dead even were not free from the Holy Office; but processes could be instituted against them and their remains subjected to punishment.

The first is a huge mass of a bright green colour, living to a great age, and when dead becoming of a grey and stony appearance.

Dumont was a Genevese exile, and an old friend of Romilly's, who willingly prepared for him those famous addresses which Mirabeau used to make the Assembly pass by sudden bursts'of eloquent declamation; Claviere helped him in finance, and not only worked out his figures, but even wrote his financial discourses; Lamourette wrote the speeches on the civil constitution of the clergy; Reybaz not only wrote for him his famous speeches on the assignats, the organization of the national guard, and others, which Mirabeau read word for word at the tribune, but even the posthumous speech on succession to the estates of intestates, which Talleyrand read in the Assembly as the last work of his dead friend.

Wagner was buried at Wahnfried in the tomb he had himself prepared, on the 18th of February; and a few days afterwards King Ludwig rode to Bayreuth alone, and at dead of night, to pay his last tribute to the master of his world of dreams.

But before its publication Eckhart was dead.

To the east-north-east there is another system at Kermario (Place of the Dead), which consists of 855 stones, many of them of great size - some, for example, 18 ft.

Among the limbers lay several dead men.

The old man was still sitting in the ornamental garden, like a fly impassive on the face of a loved one who is dead, tapping the last on which he was making the bast shoe, and two little girls, running out from the hot house carrying in their skirts plums they had plucked from the trees there, came upon Prince Andrew.

For herself she did not care where she remained or what happened to her, but she felt herself the representative of her dead father and of Prince Andrew.

There were many dead whom he did not know, but some he recognized.

Did he know Molly and Betsy were safe, or already dead?

He glared at her, unable to shake the sense that if Bianca hadn't thought smarter than him, she'd be dead.

If I could, you'd both be dead.

If the man didn't freeze down there, he'd die at the hands of her father and his strange delusion that this man wanted her dead.

Between her and Sofi, they'd brought Darian back from the dead.

Jenn trotted through the halls, hopping over dead vamps as she went.

Jenn ran through the halls, certain no vamp was about to get in her way when all of them so far were dead.

The lights were on in here, and Jonny's form lay in the center of about a hundred dead vamps.

His gaze took in the dead vamps.

That he was an Original Being who had chosen to stay with Damian and a woman long since dead.

Confused, she paused at the back door and felt the telltale energy patterns of the newly dead.

Her thoughts returned to the dead man alone in the dark room.

She shook out the sexual energy running through her and turned on a light, not wanting to be alone in the dark while the dead man in her thoughts began to sob once more.

She held her head in her hands, tormented by his pain without understanding how she was supposed to help a dead man.

It was dark, cold, and the shots hit the man with lopsided shoulders, dropping him dead to the ground.

She wondered if the dead man in her head, Darian, felt this way when he cried.

Looks like it was a good idea bringing you back from the dead after all.

We're not dead, kiri.

Dead vamps lined the driveway.

While he looked dead, he was alive enough for his memories to reach her.

Sofia withdrew, staring at the dead body in front of her.

By the time Dusty figures out what to do, Damian will be dead.

The dead vamp's memories were fresh in her mind, and she sought the sights he'd passed.

Damian was still and silent, but he wasn't dead.

In a week, Deidre would be dead or back with Gabriel.

He led her into a large study with a huge, brown leather couch near a dead hearth.

Her skin began to flush until it was pink enough to look human rather than the sleep of the dead.

His magic comes from the souls of the dead, which are kept in the underworld.

If you weren't capable, you'd be dead.

It's not a dead issue.

I thought they'd all been dead for centuries!

Tell me you didn't find a dead guy, Martha.

Like maybe you're there when someone else finds a dead guy.

Are you sure it was a dead man you saw?

We tried to make the flashlight work but it was as dead as the skeleton guy.

We didn't mess around with the dead guy anymore.

Mr. Dean here, part time detective and sheriff candidate, tracked down a hot lead on some bones—maybe a long dead villain—up at The Lucky Pup mine.

Then the line went dead.

Have you found out who the dead man is?

Dean could picture him and the old man breaking into the storage building in the dead of night.

Ralph's been dead for years and a son runs the business now.

Fitzgerald is dead meat.

Your brother Ralph is dead.

How did you know he was dead?

There was no doubt that Brandon Westlake was dead.

Both men felt the old man had probably killed him, but Westlake's brief disclosure was insufficient to pursue the matter and as both men were dead, there was little incentive to do so.

Only the Dark One was able to raise someone from the dead.

Immortals and death-dealers battled the remaining demons at the warehouse-sized storage facility where the demons had been gathering the human dead.

Rather than taking souls and risking a run-in with him or his dealers, the demons snatched the dead or killed whomever they wanted and brought them here, where they'd have more time for soul extraction.

Gabriel's attention was caught on a faint green glow on a table in the middle of the stacks of dead bodies.

He lifted a small soul-tracking device off the table, a round compass whose edges were lined with symbols from a dead language too old for him to read.

Deidre made a deal with the Dark One, one good enough to bring her soul back from the dead, combine the two Deidres, cure the tumor of one and release the final product from Hell.

Gabriel left for the Caribbean Sanctuary, where the book possessed by a long dead Oracle was busy scribbling notes about the Present.

One he'd seen before – that of past-Death and past-Dark One agreeing on a deal that resulted in raising Wynn from the dead.

He went after Sasha when Sasha hurt his daughter and didn't stop raiding the Immortals until Sasha was dead.

Four demons lay dead in the living room of his house, while the Immortal had dragged himself into the garage.

It's good not to be dead.

There was a good chance that human-Deidre was dead by now anyway.

I'm not … dead.

He wanted the dealer scared but not dead, and right now, he didn't think he'd be able to handle a traitor without ripping off his head.

She did remember bringing him back from the dead ten years before in order to help her with her plan and how cold he'd been to her then.

They found the bull close to the spring, dead and partially consumed, his horns still entangled in brush.

A whiff of something dead assailed her nostrils, causing her stomach to turn.

I thought his father was dead.

My father is dead.

Why was it that anything dead was dead meat to a man?

Are you saying he's the dead weight and not me?

Perhaps I'm the dead weight in this relationship.

I can't figure out how they're tracking the dead.

Harmony bent and lifted the dead man in a fireman's carry.

These were of demons gathering the souls of dead mortals while death-dealers missed the lives meant to be ended.

We're missing souls and fighting off demons to get to the dead.

He'd never been so thrilled to see a dead man as he was that moment.

It was not just any dead man, but the right one.

Logan Myers had been dead for a couple of days at least.

His gaze went back to the dead man Rhyn wanted him to find.

It was entirely her fault Logan was dead.

I thought you were dead!

Either she was dead and didn't know it, or she was close enough to take matters into her own hands.

For the second time in one day, she saw the dead body of her boyfriend.

Either I'm already dead, and nothing happens.

Or, I'm alive and about to be dead.

This felt too real for her to be dead.

She had to be dead.

She'd been seen by a doctor who'd been dead twenty years, was babysitting a four-hundred-thousand-year-old angel, and the grim reaper spent the night on her couch.

Technically, I am a dead doctor.

And that he was once a dead doctor.

She didn't want to be dead, and she definitely needed more whiskey.

If they wanted her dead, she'd given them the best target imaginable.

Shouldn't I be dead already if I'm in Hell?

Humans don't come here unless they're dead, and even then, only a couple make it onto our supermax zoo.

She's better off dead.

It landed dead center in the hall, out of everyone's reach.

You should be used to it, or you wouldn't wear your dead master's mark.

He's not dead, she replied.

She followed him, praying he knew the town better than her, until they ran into a dead end.

He was unaffected, batting the dead creatures away like flies.

Not if you're already dead or immortal.

Some of the tattoos of the dead still glowed, the eerie red tribal patterns punctuating the landscape.

Three forms with glowing tattoos were moving slowly toward the road, stopping to sift through the dead bodies.

Granted, he wasn't exactly himself at the time, near dead, starved, weak.

Unlikely, since he only gets one, unless he planned on dying dead soon.

She assumed…she hoped…all of the dead were bad guys.

He never expected his long dead parents to respond but waited anyway.

Her bed looked as if a flock of geese had combusted over it, and she counted at least ten dead pillows.

While feeling vindicated that Kris might already be dead, he couldn.t help the growing guilt at hurting so many other Immortals.

He was mostly dead when we fished him out of the bay.

Our own father wanted him dead.

Rhyn finished his task of clearing Kris.s floor of dead bodies.

He stopped to lean against a tree to rest, unable to shake his own surprise at discovering Sasha wasn.t dead.

He wanted her dead, but he couldn.t risk Darkyn.s anger before he had it.

Her tears rose at the sight of both creatures, one who wanted to drag her to Hell and the other who wanted her dead.

She held the hand of the man before her, walking on a dead planet of nothing but rocky hills, dried streams, and cracked earth.

She was going home, not staying on some dead planet with some hunky stranger!

The translator was dead and picked up none of the men's terse discussion.

It was as she neared a dead end that she saw the single door with two access pads, the only door with additional security in the wing.

His people were decimated, his planet virtually dead.

It was a good, perfect little life, so much more than she ever expected, with the exception that her best friend in the universe-- Kiera-- might as well have been dead to her as far as Romas and his clan were concerned.

She found herself sketching him as she'd seen him in the vision from what felt like years ago when they walked hand-in-hand on the dead planet.

Her look of soul-deep sorrow touched him, and he recalled what he felt as a youth to find his father and mother dead and his family hunted and forced out of their own home.

He wanted her dead.

She swallowed a sob as she realized just how badly someone wanted her dead.

She'd thought the planet completely dead, but there was a bright patch of green grass beneath her and the pod.

She hadn't been able to face the possibility he might not want her or worse-- he was dead.

But he if thought her dead, and he was taking revenge on Qatwal, then some part of him must've cared!

My nishani is dead!

She thought of the image she'd seen so long ago when she met A'Ran, the vision of them walking together on the dead planet.

And then to have Bird Song's first guest turning up dead!

I like a mystery without dead bodies.

No. Annie is dead.

God," he said, as it began to sink in, "and now he's dead!"

She took a deep breath, I'm glad he's dead.

But he wasn't dead when I saw him.

His head was bloody, he looked like shit, and at least one of the medics thought he was already dead.

The police haven't even informed his wife if her husband is dead or alive!

But she's so pleased Mr. Shipton is dead, it frightens me.

They didn't even tell his wife if he's alive or dead.

Dean could see Jake Weller was dead serious.

The logical suspect was the person who possessed the most reason to see Jerome Shipton dead.

Dead bodies don't make much noise.

So the whole business about Shipton lugging a dead body back to civilization was a total fabrication.

It's a damn shame she's dead but so are a lot of things in life.

She cut his rope, figuring on hooking back up with that Ryland fellow but then his girlfriend showed up and in no uncertain terms pointed out why that was a dead end.

Edith Shipton is dead.

I'd guess he learned from the notebook, after she was dead.

Dean wanted to add the cheapskate didn't even buy it—he swiped it from a dead hooker.

He thought he was dead and he said that made him happy.

Only back when I told him his wife was dead.

He might have just fallen, luckily closer to the bottom than the top, or he'd be a dead man.

Because if someone doesn't find him soon, Jerome Shipton is going to be a dead man!

Shipton had used a gnarled cedar, years dead, as an anchor for his line.

A woman is dead.

I rushed up the stairs but when I arrived, Edith was stone dead.

If I wanted to kill you, you would be dead by now.

She seemed so distraught, especially when he called her a monster; no way did she want him dead.

Because you sleep like the dead.

I have nightmares of waking and finding you dead at my feet, and now you are trying to make them real.

My relatives have been dead for many years.

Sarah said, "She probably lost track of time and is in a dead zone."

The phone went dead.

I can remember more than one time with a case of flu in the dead of winter - running back and forth to the outhouse.

It was dead, its throat torn viciously.

She glanced up at the screen, feeling uneasy about reading messages the dead man had sent.

Brady felt both surprise and some relief as the doc qualified his statement about everyone being dead.

He signaled to the other insurgent, who obeyed and moved forward, grabbing the dead man's ankles and hauling him out.

Her gaze went again to the pool of blood, then to the thick swath of red marking the trail of the dead man.

Maybe the man she thought was her Guardian really was dead, replaced by Brady, the man he truly was.

She wanted to show her Guardian what he'd come to mean to her, before she thought him dead.

Lana, on the other hand, couldn't shake the paralyzing fear that came with knowing they were being stalked by men who wanted them dead.

She plugged her ears, watching as the missiles distracted the men into one direction while the laser strike knocked them dead.

Won't know if there's an issue 'til you're dead.

To let me think the Guardian was dead forever?

You're safer if Greene thinks you're dead.

She looked around for Brady, afraid he'd be hurt or dead.

She knocked and inched away, not wanting to find her neighbor and dog dead.

If she's not dead in a ditch somewhere.

She'd seen what the PMF did to feds; if not for Brady, she'd be raped and dead by now.

She didn't want to admit he was dead.

Because they're dead, Lana guessed.

The body hasn't been dead long.

The ocean's cold breeze swept over him, and his thoughts turned from his dead mate to his best friend, Gabriel, who had tried to kill him then disappeared.

What if I told you I'm not dead?

She wanted Kris dead in that moment, even if the arrogant Immortal was her sister's husband.

Had a dead woman touched him and somehow calmed his magic?

The forest was growing dark when he reached the tree to find the angel sitting in front of a dead fire, shaking with cold.

You think she's dead?

Andre, are you really dead?  Or a ghost?

He flexed his injured arm and recalled how he'd be dead at the hands of a traitor if Rhyn hadn't saved him.

You got a better explanation?  If Death told Rhyn she would give him Katie back, then Katie can't be dead.

He faced his dead mate.  Her blue eyes were large, and she looked tired.

Andre ran hard for a creature that was already dead.  Katie chased him, terrified of looking back when the awful sounds seemed so close.  Only when the ground stopped trembling did Andre stop.

I told you, she's not dead!

What if you do succeed in forcing Death's hand and she brings Katie back from the dead?  You'd tear the fabric of the universe and invite the demons to take control.  She's all that stands between us and them.

He hadn't realized Katie was dead because of him.

She was alone and soon, she and her baby would be dead.

Because you're not dead!

Mortals can't come here unless they're dead.  Or, it'll kill you.

He tugged her towards the portal.  "Everyone has to deal with Death on their own.  Please, pleeeeeeease come with me, Mama!  We have to take you to the Sanctuary.  You're still not alive or dead yet.  We have to make you alive."

I mean, you look beautiful for a dead woman.

Gabe took the necklace, looking at the two emeralds on the black leather-like cord.  He'd missed his necklace after eons wearing it.  He'd missed his mother and baby brother.  He squeezed them in his hand in the only hug he could give his dead family.

His com­pany went belly up only days after he dropped dead spackling the front hall of his 87th house, a bi-level on Friar Tuck Drive.

Jeff's father is dead and his mother is in a nursing home.

One minute they were dead for sure, the next kidnapped or in some FBI safe house.

I don't take anything from the room—that's a dead giveaway.

Be at the corner of Locust and Ninth in 20 min­utes or I'm a dead man!

Vinnie, you son-of-a-bitch, you'll be a dead man if I catch up to you!

I'd be dead before you turned the key!

Dean stopped dead in his tracks.

I'm not even sure you've got the stuff to get in the ball game—and if that's the case, you're already a dead man.

But their little sojourn to Scranton had not yielded once and for all what Dean had hoped for, a dead end to close off speculation on this business.

But the description of Cleary is a dead ringer for Byrne.

Dean wanted to be positive the son of a bitch was dead so he could have his wife; admit it, it was as simple as that.

Unlike the priest, Mayer made no pretext that Byrne wasn't as dead as a Jacob Marley's knocker and, as Mayer described, was "walking the streets of gold with the angels."

Willie's testicles were in the same shape as his brother's and he'd been dead about the same length of time.

According to Norm Hunter, the fisherwoman was so frightened she'd fainted dead away, while her 12-year-old son thought towing Willie two miles to port was super cool.

If the sorry son-of-a-bitch isn't dead and I find him, I think I'll kill him myself!

Much as I still think Byrne is dead there are too many unanswered questions.

If we hit a dead end, it's a dead issue.

After a measure of dead silence came Ethel's cold voice.

It's a dead issue.

Dean said, with dead seriousness.

I'm not about to have your dead body on my conscience.

But now it's a dead end.

Unfortunately, it was another dead end.

But I know where Byrne is and he ain't dead.

Tell me you think Jeffrey is dead!

More importantly, Cynthia Byrne was dead right in saying he had no business being chauvinistic in trying to protect this woman from his suspicions.

I'm a bit fuzzy on some of the details but I'm sure Jeffrey Byrne is dead and you played his part so well, even Jonathan Winston never considered he was chasing someone else.

He was already dead.

But then, he was dead on about my intent, too.

She caught up with Brutus near the tree line and that was when she saw it – half hidden under a dead limb.

Her baby was dead.

It was difficult to think of him in any way but gone — not dead.

The man tossed it on the body of her dead father.

I should be dead, like the rest of my family.

Are they all dead, Watcher?

With four days at most remaining in her ability to control the Black God, she suspected she'd be dead in five.

She'd be dead soon enough.

If one of his steel-toed boots connected with her head, she'd be dead.

The dead woman's pale skin and hair starkly contrasted with Jonny's black silk sheets and duvet.

Jonny should know to respect the dead enough to bury or burn those he killed.

She pushed Jonny's door open and retrieved the dead woman's body, slinging it over her shoulder.

Something as small as a piece of hair or a tooth—anything that the soul of the dead immortal might still cling to.

The guardsman hesitated, not sensing the soul of the dead immortal despite the blood.

In the time she'd been gone fighting Others, some vamp had left her the head of another dead animal.

She had to keep pushing him away, or she wasn't the only one who'd probably end up dead in a few days.

People who hurt me end up dead.

When he figured out how to do it without also ending up dead, he'd figure out what had fallen between him and Jenn.

She vaulted over a low stone wall, landing with a crunch in the dead grass on the other side.

I want them all dead.

My … Talia was dead.

She snatched the dead man's sword and shoved him into the hall out of his way as two more swords descended.

Jenn didn't remember a time when she would've looked twice at a dead man.

She shoved one blade into her belt and stripped the knives off the dead men, putting them in her cargo pockets.

Neither living nor dead.

We're all dead men, my queen!

Caring for the ancient warrior in the catacombs, Jame, all those years taught him compassion otherwise denied him among the dead in those underground passageways.

He knew without looking the remaining guards were doomed or dead.

Rissa would be better served dead than falling into any other clan's hands.

One of the guards at the mouth of the cage strode in with a torch, illuminating the dead bodies surrounding her.

Adrenaline made her shake harder, and she prepared herself to fight, understanding the warnings of her dead guards.

She spent an eternity in her mind, watching four of the men fall dead to the wooden floor at the hands of the demon.

You'll be dead if you refuse me.

Two roads from the wall, she saw where the wounded and dead were being kept.

In the silence that followed, her eyes went again to the dead women.

I kept the kingdom together and will rescue it once she's dead.

Memon won't give you Tiyan, even if she's dead.

He won't live long after she's dead.

I'll be dead too soon.