His growl turned to a purr.
Dustin's warning growl was cold.
His low growl vibrated against her.
Darkyn appeared unwelcoming as usual, his frame rigid and his growl loud enough for Gabriel to hear.
They are the only ones, Darkyn's growl was unusually soft, almost a purr.
There was something primal in his low growl that made her body boil.
She found herself hurrying around him to the couch at his low growl and suspected he wasn't someone who ever repeated anything.
Xander's honeyed growl was low and rich.
Xander's low growl startled her.
The growl low in her chest sounded more like a rattle.
No angry growl was heard.
Darkyn's frame was rigid and his growl loud.
His growl was inhuman, a warning she didn't heed.
He obeyed, and she gave a growl of frustration.
Then he would growl deep in his chest.
The wolf gave a low growl and made ready to meet him.
This one was more of a growl, part human, part something else.
The threat in his growl was apparent.
The voice sounded like the sultry growl of a woman, but it had short hair and no breasts.
She stared with surprise at the low growl from the darkened cell across from her.
Rhyn twisted his head away with a warning growl, and the world crashed down on her.
Losing the battle with his lust, he let out an inhuman growl and bit into her neck.
Elisabeth let out a fierce growl and morphed into a wolf.
"I'm here," Brady's growl came from the fog.
Xander's growl came from somewhere behind her.
With a frustrated growl, she threw herself into bed.
A low growl started deep in his chest, a warning that penetrated her rampage.
"I wanted you," he said in his low growl, the one that gave her chills.
He turned and stalked out of the room, throwing a parting growl over his shoulder.
The low growl of the Original Vamp they'd inherited interrupted her thoughts.
The growl of a demoness was almost a whimper.
At his silence, Darkyn moved closer, his dark eyes piercing and the growl in his chest audible.
Xander's menacing growl came from low in his chest.
The low growl drew her attention behind her, where the red-eyed man materialized beside Damian.
"Going somewhere?" the demon lord taunted in a low growl, no part of which sounded human.
"Ladies. I'm Jule," he said in a gravelly growl as they neared.
The growl faded to a purr.
His low growl made Jenn shift and stretch a hand to the small of her back, where she probably had at least one weapon stashed.