They had to move forward, and leave the past behind them.
He brushed past her.
Lisa brushed past Giddon without looking at him.
Don't look at the past so negatively.
It was past midnight.
He was right, to a degree It isn't the past that I'm pitching you, Alex.
It was time to put the past where it belonged.
If I should attempt to tell how I have desired to spend my life in years past, it would probably surprise those of my readers who are somewhat acquainted with its actual history; it would certainly astonish those who know nothing about it.
But you must remember I'm old, and my dashing days are past and gone.
All your court has been looking for you for the past two hours.
The birth of her child was imminent, if not past due.
She stood, frozen with fear as his dark figure moved past her.
She had to stop thinking about the past that way.
He had seemed amused by her modesty in the past, and yet it had obviously troubled him.
"There now, the Kurskies have also gone past," was being said in the ranks.
"Gentlemen, the dispositions for tomorrow--or rather for today, for it is past midnight--cannot now be altered," said he.
Avoiding his eyes as she walked past him, she tried not to limp.
That time which we really improve, or which is improvable, is neither past, present, nor future.
If she focused on the past, he would be encouraged to hide things in the future.
Doubtless the work of the past few months does seem like a triumphal march to him; but then people seldom see the halting and painful steps by which the most insignificant success is achieved.
Her gaze shot past Adrienne and her face turned scarlet.
And as I look to the past and the present, I see two phenomena that especially drive my optimism.
Why go through all that pain again, when she had almost succeeded in putting him in the past - almost, but not quite.
Allen was the past and Yancey the future.
A yellow ball of hissing fur flew past her.
My past is such an enigma; I don't know any of the details.
"Come on," Bordeaux whispered as he brushed past her.
It was past one o'clock.
One night the king sat up very late, writing letters and sending messages; and the little page was kept busy running on errands until past midnight.
She jerked her hand free and darted past the wide-eyed Claudette - up the stairs and into the safety of her room.
This charcoal man, whom I know very well, ran past me with a child in his arms.
In the past, we simply had division of labor among people.
You keep telling me it's in the past - until you can dig it back up and throw it in my face again.
The troops again began to move, and two battalions of the Novgorod and one of the Apsheron regiment went forward past the Emperor.
If you weren't appreciated, you wouldn't have made it past the first trip.
All night long troops were moving past the inn.
History is full of radical breaks with the past that only seem to have come out of nowhere but were, in fact, predictable.
After soaking two years and then lying high six months it was perfectly sound, though waterlogged past drying.
She crept down the dim hall, past the bedroom that Julia and Rachel shared, and on past Brandon's door.
In the past two centuries with very little technology, we've come from whale oil and wood to solar and nuclear.
There was no point in dredging up the past again.
She hadn't helped any by turning their past problems into a monetary issue.
But none of his past is familiar?
I tell Julie the nightmares must be from my past; ghosts trying to get out.
Besides, her past experiences and associations were all against me.
I sacrificed it to Vulcan, for it was past serving the god Terminus.
Oh yes, mon cher, he is the greatest man of the ages past or future.
When I returned I felt a big cat brush past me as I opened the door.
The hotel was so near the river that I could feel it rushing past by putting my hand on the window.
Adjutant General Wolzogen, the man who when riding past Prince Andrew had said, "the war should be extended widely," and whom Bagration so detested, rode up while Kutuzov was at dinner.
She brushed past Cade, giving him a stern look as she left the room.
While he now had the ability to chase his past, he refused vehemently to do so.
In the past, humanity has been able to sustain both wars and progress.
The article listed past instances of use, admitting on rare occasions the psychic proved helpful to police investigations.
At a quarter past ten they at last got into their carriages and started.
On the tenth of August the regiment Prince Andrew commanded was marching along the highroad past the avenue leading to Bald Hills.
Everything that reminded him of his past was repugnant to him, and so in his relations with that former circle he confined himself to trying to do his duty and not to be unfair.
Well, good-by, General, he added, and rode into the yard past Prince Andrew and Denisov.
"Oh, those damned fellows!" muttered the officer who followed him, holding his nose as he ran past the men at work.
This man, bent double, rushed past the tradesman and the officer.
Without looking back, she dashed to the house, past a startled Sarah, and then to her room.
Bagration rode round the ranks that had marched past him and dismounted.
Think about notable astronomers of centuries past, who collected their own data through years of careful observation.
Second, in the past, technological improvements did not decrease human beings' propensity to wage war; they only made people better at killing.
At last the conversation gradually settled on some of the topics at first lightly touched on: their past life, plans for the future, Pierre's journeys and occupations, the war, and so on.
Joseph Alexeevich, having remained silent and thoughtful for a good while, told me his view of the matter, which at once lit up for me my whole past and the future path I should follow.
I told my wife that I begged her to forget the past, to forgive me whatever wrong I may have done her, and that I had nothing to forgive.
They had decided to be at the ball by half past ten, and Natasha had still to get dressed and they had to call at the Taurida Gardens.
Nicholas, with a stern and serious air which showed that now was no time for attending to trifles, went past Natasha and Petya who were trying to tell him something.
After listening a few moments in silence, the count and his attendant convinced themselves that the hounds had separated into two packs: the sound of the larger pack, eagerly giving tongue, began to die away in the distance, the other pack rushed by the wood past the count, and it was with this that Daniel's voice was heard calling ulyulyu.
He was meeting Helene in Vilna after not having seen her for a long time and did not recall the past, but as Helene was enjoying the favors of a very important personage and Boris had only recently married, they met as good friends of long standing.
Natasha's grief began to be overlaid by the impressions of daily life, it ceased to press so painfully on her heart, it gradually faded into the past, and she began to recover physically.
One of the generals who drove past was an acquaintance of the Rostovs', and Petya thought of asking his help, but came to the conclusion that that would not be a manly thing to do.
Riding past the pond where there used always to be dozens of women chattering as they rinsed their linen or beat it with wooden beetles, Prince Andrew noticed that there was not a soul about and that the little washing wharf, torn from its place and half submerged, was floating on its side in the middle of the pond.
Believing their danger past, they sprang from their ambush and, chirruping something in their shrill little voices and holding up their skirts, their bare little sunburned feet scampered merrily and quickly across the meadow grass.
Pictures of the near past--her father's illness and last moments--rose one after another to her memory.
And these pictures presented themselves to her so clearly and in such detail that they seemed now present, now past, and now future.
Of late he had received so many new and very serious impressions--such as the retreat from Smolensk, his visit to Bald Hills, and the recent news of his father's death--and had experienced so many emotions, that for a long time past those memories had not entered his mind, and now that they did, they did not act on him with nearly their former strength.
At the descent of the high steep hill, down which a winding road led out of the town past the cathedral on the right, where a service was being held and the bells were ringing, Pierre got out of his vehicle and proceeded on foot.
Drive past Tatarinova, a lot of digging is going on there.
When men were killed or wounded, when rows of stretchers went past, when some troops retreated, and when great masses of the enemy came into view through the smoke, no one paid any attention to these things.
And the order to retreat carries us past the turn to the Kaluga road.
Pierre lay leaning on his elbow for a long time, gazing at the shadows that moved past him in the darkness.
"Here is our commanding officer... ask him," and he pointed to a stout major who was walking back along the street past the row of carts.
"The ways of God are past finding out!" she thought, feeling that the Almighty Hand, hitherto unseen, was becoming manifest in all that was now taking place.
While the troops, dividing into two parts when passing around the Kremlin, were thronging the Moskva and the Stone bridges, a great many soldiers, taking advantage of the stoppage and congestion, turned back from the bridges and slipped stealthily and silently past the church of Vasili the Beatified and under the Borovitski gate, back up the hill to the Red Square where some instinct told them they could easily take things not belonging to them.
What is it? he asked, but his comrade was already galloping off past Vasili the Beatified in the direction from which the screams came.
I queued my way past three minions before the stern voice growled, Reagan' in my ear.
This means that non-military manufacturing interests in the United States no longer profit as in the past from war.
It is consistent with all we know of the past, which is progress and prosperity.
He heard the sound of a scuffle and Sonya's disapproving voice: "It's past one o'clock."
After supper, over their cherry brandy, Rostov and "Uncle" talked of past and future hunts, of Rugay and Ilagin's dogs, while Natasha sat upright on the sofa and listened with sparkling eyes.
On her way past the butler's pantry she told them to set a samovar, though it was not at all the time for tea.
So they went through their memories, smiling with pleasure: not the sad memories of old age, but poetic, youthful ones--those impressions of one's most distant past in which dreams and realities blend--and they laughed with quiet enjoyment.
"You go ahead, Zakhar!" shouted Nicholas to his father's coachman, wishing for a chance to race past him.
While they drove past the garden the shadows of the bare trees often fell across the road and hid the brilliant moonlight, but as soon as they were past the fence, the snowy plain bathed in moonlight and motionless spread out before them glittering like diamonds and dappled with bluish shadows.
"His Majesty drew attention to the Grenadier division and to the march past," continued the general, "and it seems the ambassador took no notice and allowed himself to reply that: 'We in France pay no attention to such trifles!'
The day before the count was to return, Sonya noticed that Natasha sat by the drawing-room window all the morning as if expecting something and that she made a sign to an officer who drove past, whom Sonya took to be Anatole.
They rode through the village of Rykonty, past tethered French hussar horses, past sentinels and men who saluted their colonel and stared with curiosity at a Russian uniform, and came out at the other end of the village.
They had hardly ridden up a hill, past a tavern, before they saw a group of horsemen coming toward them.
He glanced with his large eyes into Balashav's face and immediately looked past him.
He was now concerned only with the nearest practical matters unrelated to his past interests, and he seized on these the more eagerly the more those past interests were closed to him.
"It flew a hair's breadth past my ear," said the adjutant.
Besides, her lack of response in the past had been far more effective.
We'd discussed this point among ourselves numerous times over the past months.
Business demanded my attention this past week and I responded gallantly.
That's when all the weird tips occur, not further back in the past, but he doesn't know that.
Claire seemed pleased to be held by anyone, at least most of the time, but on occasion she'd let out a scream, loud enough to shake Howie from the past in spite of his near-soundproof basement room.
You keep saying you don't care about your past anymore; you want to move ahead.
In some ways my past matters.
The first error is to assert that history unfolds in a basically linear fashion, that there is a fundamental continuity between the past, present, and future.
Its reawakening of the arts derived chiefly from seeking to recapture something thought lost from a past Golden Age.
In the past, knowing the wise thing to do was a power confined to a few.
The following chapter catalogs the difficulties inherent in trying to end war, which in the past brought misery and destruction and in the future could bring annihilation.
Whatever the case in the past, war in the future can serve no useful purpose.
Rostov saw the Cossacks and then the first and second squadrons of hussars and infantry battalions and artillery pass by and go forward and then Generals Bagration and Dolgorukov ride past with their adjutants.
Then a general rode past shouting something angrily, not in Russian.
From the battery they could be seen running back past it carrying their wounded on their muskets.
Rostov himself, his legs well back and his stomach drawn in and feeling himself one with his horse, rode past the Emperor with a frowning but blissful face "like a vewy devil," as Denisov expressed it.
I didn't get past the perfume counter.
Whoever the guy in the Blazer was, he gave Edith the look-see when he drove past Bird Song.
With compressed and parched lips and dry fixed eyes, she sat at the window, uneasily watching the people who drove past and hurriedly glancing round at anyone who entered the room.
All the gentlemen have gone out, and his Serene Highness himself rode past long ago.
It seemed as if those smoke clouds sometimes ran and sometimes stood still while woods, fields, and glittering bayonets ran past them.
To the infantry! added another with loud laughter, seeing the shell fly past and fall into the ranks of the supports.
Where?... he shouted to three infantrymen without muskets who, holding up the skirts of their overcoats, were slipping past him into the Bazaar passage.
He did not know how or when this thought had taken such possession of him, but he remembered nothing of the past, understood nothing of the present, and all he saw and heard appeared to him like a dream.
I'm the guy with no past and I have this... earlier vision and it's not even my memory.
I've spent a lot of time discussing my past with my mother.
I told him a big fat lie in front of you this past weekend.
Science's progress over the past few hundred years has been determined mainly by the relatively slow speed at which we were able to collect data.
So now that the task of remembering past purchases and using that information to suggest future purchases is completely transitioned to machines, it operates on a whole different scale.
As we move toward that future, it is a great tragedy that the experiences of all the people of the past are lost to us.
In the past, when most media was mass media, it was essential to create products with mass appeal.
This is how people lived their lives in the past and if asked about it, they would have defended it.
Governments in the past could lie with impunity.
The social reformer of the past is depicted as a dour spinster wielding an axe to break barrels of "Demon Rum."
My answer to that begins in the past, in the time of William Shakespeare.
During the past year Helen has enjoyed excellent health.
As he stepped past the generals in the crowded hut, feeling embarrassed as he always was by the sight of his superiors, he did not notice the staff of the banner and stumbled over it.
The prince had a list of things to be bought in Smolensk and, walking up and down the room past Alpatych who stood by the door, he gave his instructions.
Soldiers and militiamen ran bareheaded past Pierre toward the procession.
And he vividly pictured to himself Natasha, not as he had done in the past with nothing but her charms which gave him delight, but for the first time picturing to himself her soul.
Haven't you been through enough danger in the past two weeks?
Keith comes here at half past three every day except Saturday.
She moved past him and gingerly felt behind the stove until her fingers closed around the shaker.
Maybe that was what made him such a good salesman in the past.
With the photos in her hands, the fertilized eggs were a thing of the past.
He stopped thinking about the past and his gaze seemed to come to the present.
It's the lessons we learned from the past.
If Katie hadn't disclosed that incident to her before she met Alex, would he have revealed that facet of his past?
It shouldn't be any surprise, since that was what suffered when he had been troubled in the past.
Her response to the issue about a son was indication that she was ready to break from the past.
In every mirror, dust obliterated her past.
On the other hand, she hadn't asked Len to look into Yancey's past.
His voice was soft, anger suddenly a thing of the past.
Maybe the dream is a good thing, a peek at the past?
None of us admitted to the possibility that the visions were real visits to the past.
Think of the possibilities if by the remote chance Howie is envisioning the past!
He announced his lab was, "free of any and all ghosts of the past."
Do you think he's going back in the past?
I still won't buy these apparitions are trips to the past.
Could Howie really see scenes from the past?
Could you see your past?
Our inquiries are directed toward the accuracy of what you're seeing; did those scenes actually occur in the past.
Tell me you won't spy on our past!
Instead we speculated on what we'd personally do if we had this gift or curse and it proved to be a true trip to the past.
Imagine, not having a past.
I love you anyway and I've quit twisting your arm about trying to dig up the past.
You see, though I trust Aldo Benitez with my life, for good reason, he has endured a somewhat checkered past.
He's the only one who is a direct threat and that's due to our coming so close to getting him in the past.
I doubt it and Howie won't use his ability to revisit his past and learn.
It was past lunch time so the three of us dropped by The Main Street Café for a late lunch.
She'd located two promising missing children cases from the past forty-eight hours.
She moved past me to the living room with a plate of muffins and coffee.
That's all in the past.
Howie, I really feel for you but you've had this problem of not knowing about your past for a long time and you've managed to live with it.
This opened up an interesting gateway to Howie's past.
Maybe that tidbit will take his mind off this obsession with his past.
While he never owned up to it, Betsy and I knew he retained records of ventures into the deeper past, where Howie refused to go.
The unspeakable deeds of this animal who held us were well known to me, vicariously, through the notes of Howie's visits to his past.
After all, no one in history has ever been able to look into the past the way we do.
You could be there, for any events in your past.
All four trips brought him back several years in the past.
I could sense Howie's abhorrence at visiting his past.
We can address the issue of your past later when things have calmed down.
Little was said of our clandestine activities of the past year as we simply enjoyed each other's company.
Her words fueled the sense of dread he'd felt the past two weeks, since he'd lost contact with his closest friends.
He'd dropped twenty in the past six.
She eyed it nervously, not wanting to venture past the safety of the bedroom.
The sense grew stronger as she led them down the hall past a waiting room and nurse's station towards the quiet hallway lined by patients' rooms, each housing four to five patients.
Part of her accepted his explanations after what she'd experienced the past few days.
It's been hard for him this past year.
She'd spent the past four hundred years in college, gleefully learning more and more and working out of the lab he'd funded for her.
Choppy scenes of the boy's past and future blinked into her thoughts.
"Boss, you can have my room if you need to rest," Speck said as she darted past him.
"That's been every day for the past month," he said with some impatience.
It's gotta be well past midnight!
He looked at his watch, satisfied to see it was past dawn despite the storm-blackened sky.
His brothers weren't any closer than they had been, but the sound of their voices made him realize how alone he'd really felt the past two weeks.
You know what I've been doing for the past few months?
Jonny's brown eyes, now black, traveled past Dusty to Damian.
The hair on the back of his neck had been standing for the past mile he'd walked, only he wasn't entirely certain why.
His erratic moods had grown more volatile the past couple of days, and she knew better than to draw his attention.
"Is it what's been bothering you the past two days?" she asked.
The woman directed her plea toward the Other and tried to push past Jule.
His voice had calmed, and he started past her.
Jule slept past dawn then into midday.
Have you been there for the past two days? her father asked.
The vamp bowed his head and pushed past Jenn.
You wouldn't last past our first kiss.
His face was drawn as he strode past Jenn.
They Transported to the mountainside again, and the cold wind swept past him.
The past few days had turned her beliefs on end.
He continued past her, up the hill once more.
I haven't been able to get you out of my cube for the past two weeks.
Her headache was now a migraine, and she shielded her eyes against the light from the street that filtered past her honeycomb blinds.
I couldn't get past his secretary.
"You've got a rat," he said, reviewing the past hundred years of battles depicted on the map.
I don't hold our past against you at all.
"Our past," Han mulled.
Embarrassed by her words and the tears streaming down her face, she ran past him and up the stairs leading to the second floor, issuing a cry of frustration when she realized she didn't know which of the three wings led to her room.
You will see my past.
Han eyed her as she hurried past him toward the library.
I've seen you around a lot the past couple of days.
Our European front has been growing progressively weaker the past hundred years.
She can't pick up anything past this point.
I'll check the records to see which Guardians rotated here from Europe from the past year.
Nope, though I've only let her past the barrier once.
The second traitor came soon after, a man whose past stunned her.
He'd not had to work too hard for confessions in the past thousand years, not after word of his cold, methodological skills leaked to the Guardians.
Furious, she stood and breezed past him, not surprised when he opted not to ride home with her.
If not for the worried flicker of her gaze past him to see who followed, Damian would have thought this a social call.
That's the number of Guardians you've killed directly with your actions over the past few thousand years.
I'm not going past the bathroom.
She didn't know if he'd welcome the gift or if his recent ordeal left him more jaded toward his past.
He looked past her.
She edged past him.
Her apprehension grew as the vamp led her down a maze of hallways through scores of other vamps and past multiple doorways.
He knew nothing beyond the past twenty-four hours.
He turned and made his way through the doors he suddenly remembered traversing many times the past few days.
"Pierre, no!" she shouted, running past Two.
He didn't look to be in a mood for questions, so she hurried past him to her room, Pierre trailing.
I've been trying to figure him out for the past few days and have no clue.
She didn't want to go, especially with the memories of the movies about his past still fresh.
The ten-year-old girl had resided at Bird Song with David Dean, his wife Cynthia, and Dean's seventy-seven-year-old stepfather, Fred O'Connor, for the past six months.
Something's been troubling Martha for the past two weeks.
There was a small room beneath the stairs on the main floor, rented in the past but occupied by Martha since her January arrival.
Dean had watched Billy play high school basketball the past winter.
It was a rare event for Fred to speak of his past, especially when it sounded like a hint of the truth.
I'm not sure what, but I'll bet it goes back to his past.
I knew he had a spotted life before meeting my mother, but I figured he was secretive about his past simply because it gave him a sort of mystique.
When Saturday's daylight arrived to David Dean's exhausted eyes, the time had slipped past his usual rising hour and voices and footsteps rattled the old timbers of Bird Song.
Dean promised himself to keep driving past the building if the deputy Larkin's car was in evidence, but only the sheriff's vehicle was present.
You ain't never poked around in my past and I've sort of kept my business close to the vest.
They've got all kinds of newfangled ways of digging up the past.
It was the most Fred O'Connor had ever said about his past, but the conversation was over.
It was only a week past the longest day of the year and still light outside but Dean joined her, in case she changed her mind and needed him.
He and Fred began chattering away about past bargains found and Internet profits reaped.
That's what they've been doing for the past three years.
Dean held back the door and Fitzgerald brushed past him, turning into the parlor where most of the Bird Song guests were gathered.
They were sitting around the dining room table, spellbound as Fred gave witness to past purchases and profits.
While Dean could have officially requested Fitzgerald to pursue the matter, his past experience was beginning to teach Dean when to keep his mouth shut.
'Reward for information leading to Josh, last name unknown, worked around Ouray this past year as a miner, foreman, or manager.
They had crawled past it by no more than fifty feet.
He heard others as they expertly rappelled down past him to the accident site.
While I can't say for certain he'd been drinking—the autopsy hasn't been performed yet—I know from past experience that many of our teenagers drink regularly.
It was on these byways that Dean opted to travel, rolling along the river with the down of cottonwoods filling the air like a winter snowstorm, past the occasional farm house, fields, and ever-present vista of mountains wrapping around him.
Back on the pavement, Dean pedaled past Tom, a well-known wild turkey who'd in past months adopted a location on the highway from which he never seemed to stray more than a few hundred yards.
But don't worry—Fitz is past history.
I'm not sure I'd put it past him, slipping it into Billy's Jeep just so he could bust him.
He started to move past them but Dean blocked the way.
The gravel road led past a small subdivision, then a few individual houses and small but beautiful Lake Lenoir, before climbing into the open and leading to a beautiful panorama of the Uncompahgre Valley and the snow-capped mountains to the west.
Once past the open vista, the road deteriorated, dropping into the forest on federal land.
Back to the past again.
Dean left the cell confident that the old man was coping, but he was beginning to mirror Fred's concern with his past.
She had changed into a halter and shorts and brushed past him without a word.
We'd sort of made a pact that our lives began when we met each other so the past wasn't discussed much, if at all.
He's a mighty nasty fellow and if he was as mad as you say, I wouldn't put it past him to hurt her.
Then he smiled, no doubt remembering past times with David Dean—times he regretted similar words.
It was well past midnight when the Deans looked in on their sleeping guest before retiring themselves.
I'm not sure I'd put anything past Ms. Larkin.
As she watched Cora, Deidre began to think she'd missed a lot over the past few months despite trying to pay attention to the human world.
It was past dark, and she was dozing on the couch.
Show me the deals past-Death and my mate made with the Dark One within the past year.
But she remembered everything from the past twenty-six years.
"Sometimes, you have to let go of shit that happened in the past," Rhyn said at last.
Three in the past few months?
"Five souls a minute times how many minutes in the past six months …" Gabriel shook his head.
Maybe Rhyn was right and the past didn't matter so much.
Forced into hiding by the circumstances of the past two weeks, Gabriel's yearning for his mate emerged stronger than ever at her passionate kisses and touch.
Gabriel had to let the past go.
He had no idea what she'd been through the past few days at the hands of Darkyn.
Your past is irrelevant.
You won't get past my demons this time, half-breed.
It had never been his intention to hide his past from Carmen.
Still, there were some things that would be better left in the past.
They continued up the hill, past the place where the wild dogs had broken through so long ago, and on toward the spring.
No wonder she went someplace where no one knew her past.
Maybe this man had a seedy past – or present, life.
That confidence had always been conveyed in conversation in the past.
If its contents were like the reports she'd seen in the past, it would be full medical nonsense.
At twenty-six years old, she must've done something pretty bad in a past life to deserve this.
You've lived on your terms the past few years.
Just like every other soul collector Gabriel sent out the past week, Harmony had gone on a mission and returned empty-handed.
"Where you've slept every night for the past two months," he answered.
He could see the Past and Present.
As much as she cared for him, he was driving her crazy the past few months.
It was past dusk, and bonfires were springing up down the beach.
What he used to be, before the events of the past year.
He reached out to rest a hand on her belly, as he did every time they met the past few months.
It was past dark, and she'd come to his cabin most nights for the past two months.
You couldn't get past the pictures, could you?
The past few months, I've come close to breaking it hundreds of times to keep the underworld from shutting down.
Somewhere along the past few months, he lost his way.
After all we've been through together the past few years, you should've been an open book.
Or maybe it was all her fault, created by bad karma she built up when she was some crazy deity in a past life she had no memory of.
Deidre moved past him timidly, expecting him to attack her.
I am the same friend you've had the past few years.
He's helped me through a lot over the past few years.
No reassurance he'd be able to get past their history, no expression of wanting to be with her.
I've eliminated innumerable enemies of yours the past few years.
You were a helluva lot easier to bed in your past life.
Deidre didn't expect to see it, not after how he'd treated her the past few days.
Neither, he decided, was his past.
He'd spent the past three nights in bed with another woman after completely destroying her whole world!
It felt good to laugh after the events of the past week.
Whatever happened to him over the past few days, he was no longer willing to walk away or back down.
You are now everything I wished you were in a past life.
The deity you were in a past life started the chain of events that put us here by breaking laws from the time-before-time.
He led her past closed doors and through hallways carved out of black stone.
Only the long-dead Oracle possessing the book and the deities could see the Past, Present, and Future.
There were pictures on her mantle of the two of them together when he was younger, toys piled into a box near her couch, a school lunch menu and more pictures -- these apparently from past Halloweens --on the bulletin board on one wall of the kitchen.
McGillen's, like you have for the past few months.
I have a feeling you know already what the past two days have been like.
It's been calm for the past few hundred years, but I don't think any of us have forgotten that five hundred year period where we were at each other's throats.
Jade stormed out of the study and shoved past two warriors in the hallway.
"You couldn't change before showing up?" she asked, looking past her out at the street.
He held out an arm she ignored, instead marching past him.
She nearly leapt past her escort when he entered the banquet hall, the scents of roasted meat and a million other things making her stomach roar.
Katie looked past him, gasping.
She'd lived through too much the past few days to be eaten by some boogeyman in a dark cell!
He stalked past her, his anger palpable.
He stared past her.
The sand in the hourglass had begun to fall faster the past two days.
She'd grown up never having seen death, and in the past week, she'd seen it in its most gruesome forms.
She reached the top of the stairs and stared at a similar scene leading past the Arch and all the way up the park toward the city.
Rhyn shoved past Kiki into a small courtyard.
There were more buildings past the hallway to her right.
Katie trailed the fit woman through the hallway, past her room, and down a second corridor.
I've gotten so many…marks…the past couple of weeks.
Daniela cried, and flew past her toward the rocks.
They crossed through a common area with a kitchenette and large, flat-screen TV, past a gym, a library, and a few other common rooms, and into the barracks area, which bustled with activity.
She wouldn't put it past him.
Hannah's eyes widened, and she rose, angling her past the butler and a maid dusting a painting to the second floor.
She frowned and he breezed past her, pulling the door open before the woman on the other side could knock.
Maybe that's all in the past.
Suddenly, a massive black jaguar leapt past her toward the nearest trail.
I.ve done almost everything you asked me to the past few weeks.
She started past him.
Kris strode past him and led him through the castle's ground floor, whose wide, carpeted halls felt nice on his paws.
He.d heard these words more than once over the past few days and couldn.t help the small part of him that agreed.
She couldn.t eat, feeling more stressed than she had in the past three weeks.
The maid turned, looking past her, and Katie spun away.
Rhyn.s voice made her heart skip a beat, and she craned her neck to see past Jared, who whirled.
The healers moved to the other side of the Immortal world, past Elisia and closer to Hell.
I have to check on Toby, she said and moved past him before she changed her mind.
She.d been acting squirrelly the past two days.
Katie gasped and flattened herself against the wall as they soared past them.
Darkyn strode past him, and Jade bowed his head again.
Romas had tossed her in bed more than once over the past three months, though he had stopped lecturing her on how unbecoming a lush was to a man looking for a wife.
Evelyn had been so happy the past few months, and having Romas around was not that bad.
She'd known Evelyn since they were in elementary school, and she'd been renting a room from her for the past two years since graduating high school.
Her plan, while brilliant when plotted the past month, didn't seem quite so wonderful right now.
All she had to do was choose the color she wanted to wear-- black for the past several days in silent objection to her presence aboard the ship-- and the ship's computer wove it for her.
She leaned to see past Romas and saw that the tent before her was only the head tent.
They cast several glances her way and appeared as interested in her as they were in looking past her.
He pushed her past him and joined in the conversation.
Kiera offered a smile and hurried past them, heart pounding and face red with embarrassment.
A startled cry drew her attention, and she leaned to see past him.
They couldn't have been past thirteen but rivaled her in height.
In the past three days, he hadn't made a single change before releasing the plans to his battle commanders.
She felt tears in her eyes at the small reminder of her past life and hugged the gifts to her chest.
It was past dark fall when she finished, and she gazed at her last sketch, intrigued by it.
She heard the runner before she saw him and watched as one of the warriors breezed past her toward Ne'Rin.
He started past her, then paused, returning to her side to remove the translator from her ear.
In the past few days, he'd learned just how unready he was to be the lifemate of his own nishani.
The battle waged just past the next range.
It was past sunrise, so she rose and flung off her bed covers.
Evelyn removed the obstacle from the door and snagged the tarantula cat as it darted past her.
Despite the piercing gaze she'd never quite gotten used to, she stepped past Jetr and looked up at her mate, taking him in breathlessly once again.
Now that you're past forty and bordering on geezerdom, you're beginning to sound like a dirty old man.
This here was a boarding house, at least at one time in the past.
It's past my bedtime anyway.
Has he hurt you in the past?
Dean's past involvements with Sheriff Weller had always managed to cause the lawman untold grief.
While the two maintained mutual respect, Jake Weller appeared unsettled in Dean's presence, a combination of insecurity over Dean's more extensive experience and memories of past encounters that had pushed the lawman into compromising situations.
Dean tried to picture the bustling town of a century past, at one time home to a dozen saloons, four restaurants, a newspaper, nearly three hundred houses and more than a thousand inhabitants.