Gaze Sentence Examples

His gaze shifted away from her.

His gaze became guarded.

Her wandering gaze came up to his face and warmth shot painfully up her neck.

Alex shifted a faintly amused gaze to Carmen.

His gaze shifted reflectively to nothing in particular.

His gaze became wary and he spoke softly.

He glanced up and smiled when she came in, his gaze drifting from her to the door.

When Alex gave her a stern look, her hostile gaze shifted to her plate.

His solemn gaze roved over her face.

She met his gaze and smiled.

I suppose you feel so, too, when you gaze up to the stars in the stillness of the night, do you not?...

His gaze wandered over her face.

His gaze flitted to Carmen as they passed.

His empty gaze shifted momentarily from the window to her face.

His gaze dropped to her nightgown and his brows lifted.

His gaze focused back on her.

She let her gaze fall sternly on Dulce's face.

Finally his gaze found Carmen as they walked toward the car.

He continued to avoid her gaze, focusing on Felipa instead.

This gaze disturbed and confused Boris more and more.

Señor Medena's reflective gaze rested on Carmen.

His gaze turned cool.

Natasha watched him with an intent gaze that confused him, as if she were trying to find in his face the answer to some question.

His searching gaze ran over her face again.

He plopped down in a chair, his intense gaze fixed on her.

His gaze lifted innocently to Carmen.

His gaze shifted to include Carmen.

He nodded, his gaze drifting off in contemplation.

Her troubled gaze followed her trail back up the hill and she gasped.

Was that what Sarah had found so amusing the first day - the fact that she hadn't melted under Yancey's stern gaze?

Lisa finally met Yancey's accusing gaze.

His smoldering gaze finally shifted to Len.

He met her gaze.

She met his gaze with a frown.

He looked at her long enough for her to see resignation in his gaze.

A heavy silence fell, and she met his gaze finally.

He scooped her up and placed her on the bed, his gaze sweeping over her tiny, shapely frame.

His face was unreadable, his gaze steady.

Deidre's gaze fell to the table in the corner.

She met his sober gaze and smiled.

Finally she met his patient gaze.

She could feel his intent gaze on her.

He lifted his head and met her gaze.

She glanced up and met his intent gaze.

A smile was playing at the corners of his mouth as he watched her, and his chocolate gaze was kissed with humor.

Her gaze settled on Rhyn, who was waiting as tensely for her response as Kris.

But now this head was swaying helplessly with the uneven movements of the bearers, and the cold listless gaze fixed itself upon nothing.

He met her gaze and his eyes warmed, his lips giving in to a smile.

Dusty looked around them, gaze settling on the only car on the streets that didn't belong to him and wasn't on blocks.

Her gaze returned to him.

Her gaze went to the bed.

Deidre met his gaze.

His gaze was penetrating and direct, stirring desire and fear within her.

The sultriness was present, along with the calm steadiness of her blue gaze.

She dropped her gaze.

Darkyn tipped her chin up to meet her gaze.

She met his gaze, uncertain what to tell him.

She caught sight of her gaze in the mirror again and stared.

Her gaze flew to him.

His gaze lingered then went over her body.

She met his gaze then looked away quickly.

She moved away from Darkyn to stand in front of Gabriel, searching his gaze.

Deidre held his gaze, wishing she knew the right answer to anything.

Darkyn didn't back down, and the light of lust flared in his gaze.

She met his gaze, surprised.

His sharp gaze took her in.

Deidre held his gaze, heart quick but calm in her decision.

His gaze, however, was riveted to the vial.

She met Selyn's confused gaze as the girl looked around the room.

His gaze was on the ocean, his large form tense and still.

He twisted, gaze going down her frame.

His cold gaze was piercing, his frame tense despite her touch.

His smile didn't reach his gaze but revealed fangs the size of Darkyn's.

His dark gaze was steady, cunning.

She wanted to make sure the woman whose gaze had gone from confident to sad ended up okay.

A flare of interest was in Darkyn's black gaze, one that made her realize he wasn't leaving until he was finished with her.

She went, meeting his dark gaze.

His cold gaze was calm and steady, his long fangs resting on his lower lip.

His dark gaze gleamed.

She felt his gaze on her but couldn't see him in the dim lighting of the room.

He held her gaze without speaking.

She lowered the pen and paper, thoughtful gaze on Deidre.

Her intent gaze was inquisitive, her eyebrows raised in a silent question.

He followed her gaze.

Her gaze lingered on the remaining half a funnel cake.

Chiseled to perfection, covered in olive-hued skin, with a low brow, piercing gaze and strong jaw …His nearness made her feel hot.

His gaze remained steady.

He crossed his arms, dark gaze hard, towering in the bedroom that suddenly felt too small for her.

His silver gaze was wary and his muscular frame only slightly smaller than Gabriel's.

Their history made him want to touch her, to feel the softness of her skin before waking her to gaze into the huge blue-green eyes that were able to stop him in his tracks.

He watched her angry walk, gaze on her swaying hips.

There was something else in her gaze, the knowledge that she'd figured out this Deidre wasn't the same one she was yesterday.

His gaze traveled her body as she bent over the bed and stretched for a maroon sweater.

Deidre pulled away enough to meet his gaze.

Gabriel's gaze went to the waiting death-dealers.

His gaze drifted towards the fortress.

Gabriel reached the end of the assassins and turned to gaze at the lake with its souls.

She neared him as she spoke, pausing close enough that she had to crane her head back to meet his gaze.

Gabriel's gaze lingered on the images playing before him.

She nodded, gaze going to her tea.

Deidre avoided his gaze.

His gaze lingered on the body of his half-brother.

Her gaze lingered on a small bunch of colorful flowers hugging the base of a tree.

Darkyn's gaze never left hers.

She found herself walking along the bank, gaze on the souls that were moving.

His gaze went to the Oracle, who had shed no light on what was going on in his underworld.

His gaze drifted back to the Oracle.

His gaze followed it to the water, where it disappeared into the lake.

Deidre gasped, gaze flying up to him.

Gabriel's gaze took her in with some concern.

Darkyn focused his dark, soulless gaze on him for the first time since arriving.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, too, and his gaze rested on the tiny fangs resting on her plump lower lip.

Deidre looked at the demon lord, and Gabriel followed her gaze.

Her gaze was on Darkyn.

Deidre was watching him, her gaze troubled.

His gaze lingered on human-Deidre, and he was troubled by the memories of the time they spent together.

She ducked her gaze, and her breathing quickened.

He thought he saw a flicker of sadness cross her gaze before he crossed into the shadow world.

Darkyn's mate blushed again and ducked her gaze.

He was cold where Andre was warm, and Wynn's direct gaze held no emotion.

A flash of irritation crossed his gaze.

His muscular frame and direct gaze made her uneasy.

Rhyn asked Gabriel, his gaze never leaving Darkyn.

Andre's gaze was beyond the two deities.

As soon as the Dark One's gaze fell to her, she dropped into a deep curtsy.

His arms were crossed and his cold gaze on Andre.

Like her adoptive mother, Destiny was mesmerized by the chocolate gaze and rich deep voice.

His soft chocolate gaze went from the car to Carmen.

Lori's gaze implored Carmen.

She met his expectant gaze.

She lifted her head slowly, her gaze starting at his square-toed boots and running up the indigo jeans that flattered his lean build.

Her gaze continued up to the large western belt buckle that hugged his flat abdomen.

Slowly her gaze lifted to lips, which were curved in a pleased smile that enlarged until it activated the dimple below his eye.

His gaze shifted to Destiny and he placed the cup on the granite bar.

His dark gaze searched hers.

His gaze searched the woods behind them in a way that made her nervous.

After counting to ten and taking two deep breaths, she lifted her head and met his troubled gaze.

He was standing at the edge of the kitchen, a bouquet of wildflowers in one hand and concern etched in that delicious chocolate gaze.

For a moment his gaze wandered over her face reflectively.

His gaze dropped to the trench he had dug around the bush.

His gaze shifted back to Lori.

Alex dropped his mind reading gaze on her.

He stepped out on the front porch, phone to his ear as his gaze probed through the trees.

His gaze held hers and he tried to talk, but he only managed to cough.

Her accusing gaze came to rest on Carmen.

For a moment surprise captured her tongue and she basked under the warmth of that chocolate gaze.

His expression was so blank that it made his gaze eerie.

His gaze was intense, as if he wanted to tell her something.

His sultry gaze followed her to the chair.

His contemplative gaze ran over her face and paused on her lips.

His intent gaze found hers, but he made no attempt to write.

His gaze finally left hers and he nodded.

His gaze ran over her face again and then he shrugged.

His reflective gaze searched her face, his brows furrowed with concern.

That bittersweet chocolate gaze mesmerized her, filled her with a longing that he would not satisfy.

His reflective gaze covered her absently for a moment and then he looked away.

He turned and met her unsteady gaze.

She bit her lip and then lifted her gaze to meet his.

When he turned back to her, the gaze was as direct as the question.

Looking back at her, his gaze was piercing.

For a moment his gaze ran over her face, and then it found her eyes, probing her mind without revealing a single thought of his.

Leaning back in the chair and lacing fingers behind his neck, that bland gaze roved over her face again.

His gaze searched her face again, finding the hidden thoughts.

When she didn't respond, his gaze wandered over her face.

Letting her gaze fall to her feet, she shuffled them around.

His attention shifted to the bear and she followed his gaze.

He glanced up from the book he was reading and followed her gaze to the picture in her hand.

Her gaze fell on him.

Her steady gaze brought a smile to his lips and he set the book aside.

The chocolate gaze roved over her face and landed on her eyes.

His gaze shifted to a point behind her and the smile left his face.

She followed his gaze as he put her down to determine what had startled him.

He shook his head, his gaze wandering over her face.

His amused gaze rested on Carmen as he tried to keep from smiling.

Alex kept his gaze on Carmen.

Alex glanced at Carmen, his gaze scouring her face.

She nodded, her gaze searching his face for approval.

Skimming it, her gaze settled on the last line of the first page.

He held her gaze for a moment too long before looking away.

Her gaze fell to the envelope from South Peachtree Mortuary Services.

Wynn met the deity's gaze, which flickered between all the colors in the universe.

His gaze went from the sky to her to the body at her feet.

She met his gaze at last, a red flush creeping across her face.

His gaze took in the new wall they'd installed after the last one was destroyed by his best friend, Rhyn.

He glanced at Harmony, whose green gaze was on the ocean.

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

She walked down the beach opposite the party, gaze alternating between the ocean at her feet and the full moon climbing into the sky.

She returned her gaze to the sky at the awkward silence that fell.

His gaze went to the ocean.

Startled, Deidre's gaze went from the muscular legs to his face.

He held her gaze as he spoke.

The stranger was silent, gaze riveted to her.

She tilted her head back to meet his gaze and smiled.

Rhyn glanced up, gaze lingering on his mate, then shook his head.

When she continued to gaze at him, he sighed.

Rhyn met his gaze, surprised.

The blond man's smile was slow, predatory, his teeth sharpened into points and his dark gaze piercing.

She passed the three quarters point, and tears filled her gaze.

His gaze was on the blood-soaked sand where Gabe landed.

His gaze went to the Sanctuary.

He stopped beside her, gaze on the lake that glowed green in the quiet night.

Her gaze went to the pine trees with suspicion.

Harmony hesitated, and Darkyn met her gaze, sensing weakness.

He met her gaze then closed the laptop.

Her gaze passed over the faces in the crowd across the street.

Her gaze caught on a picture of a beach house on the ocean, and she hesitated.

He met her gaze, intent but patient.

Wynn was relaxed, sharp gaze on some point in the distance as he sipped his wine.

She lifted her eyes to meet his gaze at last.

He held her gaze, and she had the sense that he was looking beyond her, to her soul, examining it as only Death could.

She searched his gaze.

Her gaze flickered between it and the interior of the Sanctuary.

Deidre drank her coffee in silence, feeling Wynn's gaze and unwilling to look at him after almost admitting to the plan.

Deidre's gaze fell to the woman's protruding belly, and she suddenly understood.

Deidre followed her gaze, not understanding.

Katie straightened, gaze sharpening.

She shivered at his penetrating gaze.

Darkyn's gaze turned considering.

His gaze went to her bag.

No emotion crossed his features as his gaze settled on the two people on the bed.

There was warmth in his gaze.

There was a flicker of warmth in his gaze as he teased Katie, and he almost seemed approachable without the bulky trench coat lined with weapons.

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.

Deidre's gaze fell to his shapely shoulder, thick bicep and roped forearm as he extended one arm high enough for Katie to walk under.

Gabriel met her gaze.

She met his gaze, dreading his words.

Deidre sought some flicker of warmth in his dark gaze and saw none.

Their one night together made her feel alive, and his dark gaze alone was enough to make her body hot from the inside out.

His gaze dropped to her lips, and his thumb followed, grazing the sensitive skin.

Wynn's gaze was on the figures across the lake, his impassive features bathed in green light.

His jaw clenched, his piercing gaze making her want to crawl back into his arms.

Gabriel held her gaze a moment longer before his hands dropped, and he walked away.

Her gaze swept hungrily over his body as he strode across the room, away from her.

His gaze settled on the body at his feet.

Gabriel's gaze went to the lake.

Andre sat, steady gaze on Gabriel.

Her gaze fell to the tall woman in a slip of a dress that walked by her.

Not that it mattered, but she'd need five inch heels to catch the gaze of someone as sexy as Gabriel.

She didn't even notice the stranger; her gaze was arrested by Gabriel.

The muscular frame, black gaze, dark clothes all looked the same.

It was in his relaxed stance, the steadiness of his gaze.

Gabriel's jaw ticked as held her gaze for a long moment.

His brilliant gaze turned to Gabriel, who shook his head.

His gaze was steady as he spoke.

She twisted to meet his gaze, frowning.

Gabriel returned her intent gaze.

Her gaze went to the kitchen, and she smiled as she recalled Gabriel putting up her latest find.

His slow smile scared her while the penetrating gaze chipped away at more of her resolve.

Shaking and terrified, Deidre nonetheless held his gaze as she closed the distance between them, until she stood less than a foot away.

Deidre met the gaze of her betrayer.

His gaze settled on her, and she'd wished she'd never spoken.

She swiped the hand away, blinking to clear her gaze as she stared into a fire.

His gaze settled on Jade's familiar features, and he studied his companion of so many years.

Jade waited, and Kris held his gaze in silence.

His gaze strayed to the desk, where Katie's file sat.

Despite the honor of his visit, she couldn't help but feel a trickle of familiar coldness at his still gaze.

She felt his gaze and suspected she'd pissed him off again with her directness.

She tossed back the whiskey, meeting his gaze only when he placed his hand across the top of the carafe.

The healer's nervous gaze flickered to Rhyn.

The healer pulled her into its arms, his gaze flickering around again.

Sasha turned to him with a smile, and Jade's gaze softened.

Katie took another step back, the stillness of his gaze unsettling.

His gaze took in Sasha before sliding to the black flames.

She met his gaze briefly in the mirror.

Her gaze took in the crowd.

She let the bodies pressed against her shove her into the chilled night and blinked back her blurred gaze until she saw her German friends.

At their silence, her gaze returned to them.

His eyes flashed, and she hurried to stand before him with her neck craned back to meet his gaze, toe-to-toe with the beast.

His gaze went to Gabriel.

His gaze lingered on her, as if he smelled her perfume and was trying hard to identify it.

Her gaze again went to Jade, who looked ready to pounce.

His gaze dropped to the thin, stubborn line that was her mouth and then to her scarf.

Kris met his gaze, and the intensity of the exchange left her no doubt as to their relationship.

His gaze fell to her neck.

She met Jade's gaze, unable to look away.

She hesitated, her gaze turning to Tamer.

His silver gaze swept over her.

Despite the animosity boiling at the back of his brother's gaze, Kiki's pragmatism snapped to the forefront.

Kiki fell silent, but his gaze was accusing.

Kiki asked, gaze sharpening.

Rhyn met his gaze, leery as Kiki turned, considering.

Katie sat back with a contented sigh, gaze dropping to her arm.

The woman's gaze dropped to her neck, and Katie caught the troubled look in her eyes before she hid it.

His silver gaze went to her neck and flared.

His gaze slid over her face and down her body to her breasts.

Kris's white hair, fair complexion, and amber eyes were at odds with Rhyn's darkness and glowing pewter gaze.

His gaze turned from amber to fire, and she wondered if she'd pushed him too far.

Her gaze went to Rhyn, who looked almost amused again, then back.

He returned her gaze, steadying her with a possessive hand on her hip.

His gaze went to her neck as he fell silent.

He didn't catch the sarcasm in her voice; his gaze was trained on a woman clad only in a towel and trailed by steam, emerging from a door along one wall.

Her gaze settled on Jade, whose dark eyes still held the fire of danger.

Her gaze landed on the dining room, which looked much like that of a fancy restaurant.

His gaze slid to the floor, and he shook his head ever so slightly, as if trying to shake free an unpleasant thought.

His black gaze was still visible in the dark living room.

She offered one of her warm smiles and approached him, looking up at him with a mischievous twinkle in her gaze.

His gaze went to the incoming storm.

Her gaze lingered on Katie's face, which Katie knew was pale.

The four women looked at her, one gasping as her gaze fell to the tattoo and another paling, while the other two looked down their noses at her.

Her gaze stayed on Katie's neck until one of the others addressed her.

Katie met her gaze.

Amusement was deep in Molly's gaze, though she made no effort to come to her rescue.

He sat beside her and reached for her, his gaze on the newest scars given to her by Kris.

Gabriel said nothing, and fury unfurled within Rhyn as his gaze went to the sleeping woman.

His gaze drifted again to the woman whose pale features made him feel both proud and worried.

Rhyn's gaze fell to her again.

She emerged still pale, her gaze troubled.

At his quiet response, she faced him, searching his gaze.

He felt Katie's gaze settle on him at the question.

She approached him, gaze troubled once again.

She didn't meet his gaze.

He met her gaze, and her body bloomed with warmth in response to the possessive gaze that swept over her from head to foot before his eyes settled on the demon.

His silver gaze was on his foes then dropped to her.

He looked down at her again, his gaze taking in her face.

She turned it off and eased out of bed, stopping to gaze out the French doors.

Her gaze went to the sky again as she recalled the nightmare.

Warmth passed through his gaze, and the skin around his eyes softened as he took in her expression.

His gaze was on some point in the forest.

He wiped the bloodied knife on its pelt and straightened, meeting her gaze.