Alondra was attractive in a delicate way - her features more refined.
Alex said nothing, his stoic features giving no suggestion of what was on his mind.
She gazed up into his smooth features.
Carmen gazed up at his somber features.
She looked up at his intent features.
An unidentifiable expression lurked in his dark features as he nodded.
When her gaze returned to Lisa, her features softened into a warm smile.
She studied her new boss, for the first time completely aware of his features.
His features were too rugged to be described with such a word.
To her surprise, color began to invade his dark features.
His arms were folded across his chest and his rugged features were drawn into a troubled frown.
She leaned forward and peered at his somber features.
He stood, his features bathed in red.
Bordeaux took her hand in his and she gazed up into his solemn features.
His facial features suggested a stolid character.
The darkening shadows sharpened his features and highlighted the crows' feet around his eyes.
His features twisted into what might have passed for a wry smile.
He glanced away quickly, his features gaining a rosy color.
His solemn features gave no clue.
She moved away from him and stared down at his relaxed features.
She removed her gloves, wondering about the slow flush that was darkening his somber features.
His features softened as he gazed down at the tiny form.
His features were chiseled from golden granite, his blue eyes clearer than the Miami shallows.
His direct gaze was intense as he took in her features.
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'd changed into a sweater and dark jeans and gazed down at her, disapproval in his hard features.
Her skin was caramel, her long brown hair falling in fat ringlets around her elfin features.
Red crept up her features, and she looked away.
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.
She met his gaze, her features warm.
He took in her features, gaze resting on her lips.
The woman had Dusty's cold beauty, with feminine, chiseled features, long blonde hair and large blue eyes lined with silver.
Jenn was dressed in a revealing top and tight jeans, her arms crossed and her features amused.
A troubled look crossed her features.
She fingered it and took in her glowing features.
Bianca righted herself and carefully straightened the blonde, panicked by her pale features.
Dusty looked from Darian's hopeful face to Jonny's pale and sullen features.
His features were stoic, his beautiful purple eyes the color of spring flowers.
Cocoa skin, soulful dark eyes, exotic features, and brilliant tattoos over his exposed, muscular arms.
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.
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.
A torn look crossed her features before she whirled and disappeared into the dark garage.
"I'm Darian," he said, though darkness crossed his features.
Jonny's features grew thoughtful.
"I saw what he was hiding," Jonny started, features troubled once again.
The Magician looked around, confused, before recognition crossed her features.
Relief crossed her features.
He was dressed in black, and his chiseled features and striking blue eyes were perfect enough to have been sculptured.
The man looked like an ancient Greek prince with blond hair and chiseled features.
He met her gaze and saw the confusion that crossed her features.
"This little thing beat you up?" the man with the chiseled features asked.
She looked up at Jule, whose features were grim.
His features were firm and chiseled.
Rainy nodded, a look of relief crossing his features, and Damian saw his mind was on his Natural ward, Traci.
Fear and uncertainty crossed her features.
His chiseled features were unreadable and hard.
A slow, languid smile crossed his features, one that made her body flush and ache for him.
He shook hands with Damian, a small smile on his chiseled features.
Dustin was lean and handsome with clear, cool blue eyes and sharp, angular features.
They all froze, and a look of surprise crossed Rainy's stormy features.
Traci was stunning, from her supermodel body to her delicate, elfin features.
Relief flooded Linda's features as she saw Sofia.
Sofi pitied the beautiful woman as a stricken look crossed her features.
He took in her features with passive curiosity.
Jule nodded, a dark look crossing his features.
"Do you like it?" she asked, unease and desire crossing her features at his nearness.
His mouth dropped open, and disbelief crossed his features.
Darian crouched beside his brother, studying him while emotions flew across his features.
He turned to Damian, his scarred features the most beautiful sight Damian had ever seen.
His look softened, and rare warmth crossed his features.
Suddenly, he looked up, an uneasy expression crossing his features.
His eyes were blacker than Gabriel's, and his plain features deceptive.
His features were masculine and strong.
Her pink hair was up in a bun that revealed the delicate cut of her elfin features.
Her lips were red and her features flushed from the fever.
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.
She scoured his features.
"Even has a sexy little purr," Kin said, lust crossing his features.
With his hair mussed and his youthful features, he didn't look like the devil she knew him to be.
His features remained stoic, but she felt his concern.
He was neither ancient nor ugly, with familiar dark eyes and hair and roughly hewn features.
Even if his features were young and his body lean, he wasn't able to hide what he was.
"You feel pain," he said, studying her features.
His features were emotionless, his body not yet relaxed completely again.
A flicker of alarm went across her features, warning Deidre something was wrong.
Short, dark hair framed a face with plain features that showed the signs of a lifetime of battle.
As much as she distrusted Wynn, she'd seen the caution in his features, the haunted wisdom of his gaze.
Cora said nothing, her features emotionless and eyes roving for threats.
The features she'd admired when she was Death she now saw as stunning.
She was trying hard to control her expression and the flush moving up her features.
Gabriel sat down on the railing to face her, arms crossed as he took in her features.
Shadows played across the delicate, pert features.
He moved to sit on the trunk at the end of the bed, close enough to see the details of her features without being too tempted to take her in his arms.
With his chiseled features and muscular frame, he was without a doubt the sexiest man she'd ever seen.
"I can't feel my hands," she said and displayed them, fascination on her features.
He paused and brushed wet hair from her face with one hand, scouring her features.
It lit up her features, and he saw the tiny fangs she was trying to hide.
Deidre was quiet, her features troubled.
The ocean breeze made her dress move as if it was alive, and her pink hair swept across her features.
Turmoil crossed the features of Darkyn's mate.
The puzzled curiosity on the features of Darkyn's mate made Deidre wonder if the girl fully understood what had happened.
Who could deny looking at those smooth bronzed features and delicious chocolate eyes that he was an unusually handsome man?
The light green scrubs made his long features look sallow and the pale blue eyes that fixed on her seemed more tired than interested.
His features were heavy and roughly hewn.
For the first time in their history, a flicker of emotion crossed the features of her surgeon.
He watched his expelled breath float away from him, his calm features hiding the anger in his blood.
His features were partially illuminated by the moonlight: a chiseled jaw and cheekbones, dark eyes and neatly trimmed, dark hair.
Her eyes went to the chiseled features of the man sitting near her.
He went still, the humor fading from his features.
Though her hair was pink, there was no mistaking the delicate facial features, porcelain skin and large eyes of the woman who tormented him his entire life then dumped the underworld on him.
His Oriental features were chiseled, his turquoise eyes bright.
Deidre flung herself into his arms, pulling his face down to spread kisses across his features.
There was no sign of the gentle man who made love to her last night, nothing but the cold, stony features of death.
He moved closer, and she found herself arrested by handsome features and eyes that turned every color in the world.
Her features were drawn in the moonlight, and there were circles under her eyes.
The man was tall with Oriental features and striking, turquoise eyes.
Moonlight played across his chiseled features.
She searched his features.
No emotion crossed his features as his gaze settled on the two people on the bed.
She couldn't remember seeing his chiseled features in full light without being drunk or terrified.
With a low brow and piercing gaze, gravelly voice, a perfectly sculpted body and rugged features, Gabriel was the sexiest man she'd ever seen.
Wynn's gaze was on the figures across the lake, his impassive features bathed in green light.
Landon's response was chipper despite his severe features.
"Do me the favor and don't bring Wynn back," Rhyn said, anger flashing across his features.
His tone was controlled, his features calm, his eyes the only indication of the fire in his blood.
Her longtime friend was impossible to read, as usual, and she saw the similarity in features between him and Andre.
He was close to seven feet tall, with chiseled features and eyes as black as eternity.
She looked up at the silent shadow, whose chiseled features were unreadable.
Kris's normally iced features clouded, his violet eyes going green as he thought.
Kris's features clouded, and Gabriel suspected it was because Kris had been with his current lover, Jade, for hundreds of years.
His features were chiseled, the firelight casting harsh shadows across the planes of his face.
He perched on the edge of the desk, the fire casting shadows across his perfect, chiseled features.
His gaze settled on Jade's familiar features, and he studied his companion of so many years.
"We started with Asia last time," Kiki snapped, oriental features and towering height marking his mixed breeding.
The similarities stopped at their tanzanite eyes and chiseled features; the speaker's skin was as dark as night.
"N…no!" the healer replied, agitation crossing its features.
Her dark, curly hair was matted with blood, her features pale.
Understanding crossed his features, and he unwound it, ignoring her attempts to slap him away.
She turned to see a tall, lean man with olive features that more closely resembled Rhyn's.
His chiseled features were sinister in
Kiki whirled from his position before the hearth, his oriental features set off by electric turquoise eyes.
By the austere clothing and stern features, Katie assessed she was in some kind of religious convent.
His eyes glinted rather than flashed, his copper skin tight across perfect, chiseled features.
He didn't have Kris's noble look or Andre's delicate features.
It was not a stretch, not with his muscular body pressed against her and his rugged features so close.
The woman turned, interest then puzzlement on her serene, chiseled features.
Hannah was apologizing for her pale features and dark-rimmed eyes.
His eyes flashed silver, his rugged features covered in a few days' growth.
His gaze drifted again to the woman whose pale features made him feel both proud and worried.
"And you wonder why I want out of this world?" she snapped, fire lighting up her features.
His bright features turned pink beneath his wire-rimmed glasses and straw-colored hair.
Surprise, then disbelief, crossed her features.
The maid dropped silently, her nose busted and blood splattered across her features.
The sight of Toby.s near lifeless features made her feel sick to her stomach.
Hannah.s face glowed as she gazed at Kris.s handsome features.
Darkyn was a head shorter than Kris and wider, his steady gaze and roughly hewn features reminding him of Rhyn.
Darkyn.s features were too shuttered to read, and Kris didn.t wait for him to second-guess anything.
I basically raised Katie from the time she was ten, she said, a sad look crossing her features.
He took in her delicate features and felt a familiar warmth stir his blood.
She met his gaze and held it, her pupils dilating and a faint flush spreading across her features.
His turquoise eyes stood out against his caramel- colored Oriental features.
Her features darkened, and she turned away, saying, "I thought you had some level of honor or decency."
Even at such a young age, Rhyn.s features were troubled and somber, as if he knew what kind of a life awaited him.
His gaze went to her neck, his resolve solidifying at the sight of her exhausted features and red cheek.
Lishana's voice was as soft as her features.
She knew by their similar facial features they were brothers, and Romas's threat of hooking her up with one made her more self-conscious.
His skin was darker, the color of honey as opposed to alabaster, his eyes a rich, dark brown, and his features lacking the delicate, chiseled beauty of Romas's family.
The heavy, masculine features that made him fierce had rendered his sisters too heavy of face to be pretty.
She appeared to be telling a story, and not a very good one based on the angry shade to her features.
Realization crossed her features and with it another flash of anger.
A'Ran let a rare, mirthless smile cross his features.
She perched on the edge of one table, fidgeting hands in her lap and bright features alert as she focused on some point on the screen.
Her mannerisms, her features, her obliviousness to the world around her, her soft voice.
"I will make amends," he said, his gaze taking in her features.
He took in her perfect features once more, impressed again with his choice.
Her features were flushed, her eyes large.
The guest watched her as she approached, and she recognized the distinct features of A'Ran's family.
His gaze was just as intense, his brow low, but his features not as heavy as A'Ran's.
His dark eyes dropped to Kiera's features.
He recalled his mother, her heavy features nonetheless made beautiful by her radiant smile as she swung a waist-high Talal around.
His thick form was tense, his features implacable.
She searched his fierce features.
He faced her, his features dark, and addressed her.
His features, however, were similar, his eyes identical.
She looked at Mansr, whose sharp gaze took in her features.
Her words died on her lips as she took in the deep worry lines and gaunt features of the man before her.
"I'm four and a half months pregnant and wondering if I'm better off here," Evelyn said, a troubled look crossing her features.
He touched her face gently, the slightest smile crossing his features.
She had pulled her long auburn hair high on her head, making her appear taller and almost regal in spite of the simple lines of the garment, and the plainness of her features.
He truly lost himself in music and the hard mask of self-control gave way to softening features.
"You have very interesting features," she said, with her eyes at half-mast.
She had somehow found the most attractive features in the boy.
The bronze features were smooth and perfectly formed - almost too perfect, and yet, not effeminate.
A large dimple formed in the upper part of his right cheek, lending character to the smooth features.
His dark features brightened and his eyes twinkled with humor.
His bronze features were smooth except for the laugh lines at the corners of his eyes.
Despite his urgency, Mr. Tim was immaculately dressed, his silvered hair clashing with features rendered youthful by multiple advanced cosmetic surgeries.
There were circles under their eyes and strain in their features.
His features were chiseled, masculine and firm, his brow low and slashed with two dark eyebrows.
Lana looked from him to Major Brady, with his darker features and hair.
"I'm just happy you're alive," he said, touching her face in an unexpected display of tenderness Lana studied his chiseled features, which didn't seem capable of much emotion at all.
A look of incredulity crossed her features, and he doubted any army-type had ever threatened one of the elite class member forces.
She tried to pull away, panic growing at the look that crossed his features.
Shadows covered half his face, rendering his chiseled features and low brow sinister.
Understanding crossed her features.
Worry, but no elevated level of distress crossed her features.
He held up the vault again, and desperation crossed her features.
Brady met her gaze again, taking in the array of emotions crossing her features.
Mrs. Watson's features registered surprise.
The woman glanced up from her plate, surprise on her features.
There were likely some nasty security features on the other side of the Mississippi left over from the East-West Civil War.
Kelli's features were drawn, her gaze distracted.
Elise was walking among the survivors, her features growing irritated.
She traced the scars along one side of his face, taking in his features with concern.
Lana watched him approach, the same uncertainty on her features.
Her features turned pink.
It was still dark, and the moons of the underworld hadn't moved far across the sky. He sat, uneasy with the dream exchange with Death. A small fire burned between him and Katie, whose pale features and shadowed eyes were showing the effects of both her pregnancy and the toll the underworld took on mortals.
Katie chuckled, and he was almost relieved at the sight of her smile. Her features had grown paler and gaunter under his watch. He feared the underworld would sink her spirit, too. One of them had to have some sort of hope they'd make it out alive.
"You can't believe that," she said, her features turning from irritation to concern.
She stared at the dark features and glowing turquoise eyes of the eldest of Rhyn's brothers, who had died weeks before.
She felt nauseous again. As if reading it in her features, he smiled.
She frowned, a ripple of something else crossing her pale features.
"Rhyn," the Immortal with Asian features snapped up at Rhyn's appearance.
Gabe studied her then allowed a small smile to cross his features. It was a hollow smile, and she wondered if Death was on his mind again.
A shadow crossed his features, one Rhyn didn't expect to see.
Kiki's features shuttered and went stoic.
He searched her features with his gaze, not understanding her strange insistence that she was really dead.
A troubled look crossed the death-dealer's features.
The petite woman who materialized out of the shadows wasn't what he expected. Her flawless features were unremarkable, her large eyes turning colors faster than his.
"You remember," Death said, reading his features.
The woman looked human enough. Her features were hard to make out in the dark, but she at least had two arms and two legs.
Kris sat beside her. Hannah's skin had gone from pale to gray, and her features looked gaunt. He couldn't help thinking Katie wouldn't survive a week down here if Hannah was suffering so badly after a day. He touched Hannah's hair, revolted when a handful came off in his hand.
He searched Death's impassive features.
He feared the palace would go down with Death, what with the nonsense she was spouting about leaving. He took in his best friend's features, uncertain whether becoming Death was a good thing or not. Gabe looked the same, and hopefully, he wouldn't turn into the riddle-talking sociopath that preceded him.
They gazed at each other, and Gabe shook his head, a smile spreading across his features.
She gazed at those smooth bronzed features and nodded.
His bronzed features were always so smooth.
Retaining eye contact, she walked over to him and put a hand on his leg, gazing up at his somber features.
She shook her head, feeling giddy as she gazed up at his smooth bronze features.
She stole a glance at his troubled features and then laughed.
She tipped her head back and gazed up into his somber features.
For a moment he continued to stare at her, and then a smile slowly worked its way across the tortured features.
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