She met his gaze, her features warm.
His features were firm and chiseled.
How do these features work so well?
An unidentifiable expression lurked in his dark features as he nodded.
He took in her features with passive curiosity.
"Do you like it?" she asked, unease and desire crossing her features at his nearness.
The darkening shadows sharpened his features and highlighted the crows' feet around his eyes.
Cocoa skin, soulful dark eyes, exotic features, and brilliant tattoos over his exposed, muscular arms.
His features were stoic, his beautiful purple eyes the color of spring flowers.
His solemn features gave no clue.
Red crept up her features, and she looked away.
His features were masculine and strong.
Her lips were red and her features flushed from the fever.
His features softened as he gazed down at the tiny form.
The woman had Dusty's cold beauty, with feminine, chiseled features, long blonde hair and large blue eyes lined with silver.
His broad head with its bold features and glittering eyes was resting on his hand.
Alondra was attractive in a delicate way - her features more refined.
When her gaze returned to Lisa, her features softened into a warm smile.
His features were too rugged to be described with such a word.
His facial features suggested a stolid character.
Her features had gone from drawn and pale to glowing, the result of his return from Europe after an extended absence and the child growing in her womb.
He was dressed in black, and his chiseled features and striking blue eyes were perfect enough to have been sculptured.
"This little thing beat you up?" the man with the chiseled features asked.
She looked up at Jule, whose features were grim.
Rainy nodded, a look of relief crossing his features, and Damian saw his mind was on his Natural ward, Traci.
His chiseled features were unreadable and hard.
Relief flooded Linda's features as she saw Sofia.
He turned to Damian, his scarred features the most beautiful sight Damian had ever seen.
His eyes were blacker than Gabriel's, and his plain features deceptive.
The damage done to half her face caused horrible scarring that left her features lopsided and her skin knotted.
The other side of her face displayed facial features that were heavy rather than feminine, resembling her father's.
His black eyes saw through her; his cold features were expressionless.
His black eyes scoured her features and lingered on her lips.
With his hair mussed and his youthful features, he didn't look like the devil she knew him to be.
Flying cars, faster cars, more features in cars, we all get that.
She creates premium services on her site that cost just $9.95 a year that include a number of additional features and virtual goods.
These features weren't on the site when it was first launched because the necessary data did not yet exist.
When Miss Keller speaks, her face is animated and expresses all the modes of her thought--the expressions that make the features eloquent and give speech half its meaning.
This time her countenance changed whenever she was spoken to, but there was not such a decided lighting up of the features as when I had held her hand.
The vicomte was a nice-looking young man with soft features and polished manners, who evidently considered himself a celebrity but out of politeness modestly placed himself at the disposal of the circle in which he found himself.
Pierre hid his face, from which a faint smile forgot to fade though his features now expressed horror and fear.
"And I tell you, Rostov, that you must apologize to the colonel!" said a tall, grizzly-haired staff captain, with enormous mustaches and many wrinkles on his large features, to Rostov who was crimson with excitement.
The Emperor was pale, his cheeks sunken and his eyes hollow, but the charm, the mildness of his features, was all the greater.
Forgetting the danger of being recognized, Rostov went close to the porch, together with some inquisitive civilians, and again, after two years, saw those features he adored: that same face and same look and step, and the same union of majesty and mildness....
I looked at him, still holding him in my arms, and saw that his face was young, but that he had no hair on his head and his features were quite changed.
His face seemed to have shriveled or melted; his features had grown smaller.
What gentleness and nobility there are in her features and expression! thought he as he looked at her and listened to her timid story.
Meanwhile, Mavra Kuzminichna was attentively and sympathetically examining the familiar Rostov features of the young man's face, his tattered coat and trodden-down boots.
His arms were folded across his chest and his rugged features were drawn into a troubled frown.
He stood, his features bathed in red.
His features twisted into what might have passed for a wry smile.
He glanced away quickly, his features gaining a rosy color.
His features were chiseled from golden granite, his blue eyes clearer than the Miami shallows.
This man's look was considering, as if he were trying to memorize her features in case he needed the information in the future.
From his cold features to his controlled, efficient movement, to the low, commanding tone, there was no doubt he belonged in the predators' wing of the zoo.
He looked at her again, taking in her warm features and shapely body.
Without the scars, he was a darkly handsome man, his features heavy and masculine.
A look at Dusty's tight features revealed he was furious.
He took in her features, gaze resting on her lips.
Jenn was dressed in a revealing top and tight jeans, her arms crossed and her features amused.
The man gazing back at him was wiry and lean with angled features and swirling gold eyes.
Jule sensed a great deal of turmoil behind his calm features and pitied the man.
His brown eyes were shadowed, his Hispanic features the color of caramel.
A torn look crossed her features before she whirled and disappeared into the dark garage.
Jonny's features grew thoughtful.
"I saw what he was hiding," Jonny started, features troubled once again.
There was not an ugly person in all the throng.
No, no; if the fairest features of the landscape are to be named after men, let them be the noblest and worthiest men alone.
Any nobleness begins at once to refine a man's features, any meanness or sensuality to imbrute them.
Alex said nothing, his stoic features giving no suggestion of what was on his mind.
A slow, languid smile crossed his features, one that made her body flush and ache for him.
Her features were more defined and had a calm, soft, and serene expression.
That pale, sad, refined face, that radiant look, those gentle graceful gestures, and especially the deep and tender sorrow expressed in all her features agitated him and evoked his sympathy.
At that moment Alexander turned his head and Rostov saw the beloved features that were so deeply engraved on his memory.