Her temper rose with her voice.
Lisa rose from her chair and glanced down at Sarah.
The curtain rose again.
Dusty rose in response, peeling off his shirt.
He rose up on one elbow and frowned.
She rose, pitying him.
He rose and pulled on a sweater.
I have now (March, 1892) read to Helen "The Frost Fairies," "The Rose Fairies," and a portion of "The Dew Fairies," but she is unable to throw any light on the matter.
After they finished eating, Giddon rose from his chair.
But alert and healthy natures remember that the sun rose clear.
Desire rose hot and fast in him, more so when he felt the cool tickle of her power, the combination of cool energy and warm skin making his blood race.
Finally he pushed his plate aside and rose from the chair.
He rose above me as I strained to open my other eye.
When my floor was dirty, I rose early, and, setting all my furniture out of doors on the grass, bed and bedstead making but one budget, dashed water on the floor, and sprinkled white sand from the pond on it, and then with a broom scrubbed it clean and white; and by the time the villagers had broken their fast the morning sun had dried my house sufficiently to allow me to move in again, and my meditations were almost uninterupted.
Dusty rose to pull on his gym clothes.
He rose and gave her a kiss on the forehead and then left her in the safety of her room.
Even the tiny rose petal lips looked pale.
She rose and approached, resting back on her heels in front of him, close enough for him to smell her musk and feel her heat.
He rose and stretched, stiff and weak but healed.
Penalty for vagrancy rose over the years from time served in stocks, to whipping, to branding, and then to death.
When I rose and asked if we were ready to begin another session, he was eager to join us on our trek to the basement.
Betsy rose, unkinked her arm and stretched.
Scholars today are pretty sure that in the case of Delphi, the oracle was inadvertently breathing gases that rose from the cave in which she sat.
All that was distressing, and especially all that was humiliating, in her position rose vividly to her mind.
She rose from the table and retrieved her purse.
She knelt beside her father's grave to place flowers, then rose and turned.
When Howie was released from the hospital, Rose took him in.
He rose and left Darian's room for the foyer, where Toni was waiting for him.
On two sides black curling clouds of smoke rose and spread from the fires.
But when I stood on the shore they at once rose up with a great flapping of wings at the signal of their commander, and when they had got into rank circled about over my head, twenty-nine of them, and then steered straight to Canada, with a regular honk from the leader at intervals, trusting to break their fast in muddier pools.
She fidgeted then rose, too antsy to sit still when her emotions were in turmoil.
The countess looked at her callers, smiling affably, but not concealing the fact that she would not be distressed if they now rose and took their leave.
She rose, bored after being trapped alone the whole day in the condo, and peered through the peephole.
She rose from her chair and pushed it under the table.
She called to him as he hunkered down beside a rose bush with a few brown leaves clinging to it.
The sun rose bright and fair, and the morning was without a cloud.
Willard Humphries rose out of his seat and began to pace.
When the guardsman rose, the arrogance was gone from his face, replaced by anger.
Dusty and Talon rose, Talon taking the chance to launch himself at Dusty.
"Bring something warm," he said as he rose from the table.
Betsy rose and met her half way.
Michael Ivanovich rose and went to the study.
When we exhausted the subject, Betsy rose and took the floor.
The hairs on the back of his neck rose as she stopped in front of one and pushed the door open.
An old powdered manservant who was sitting in the antechamber rose quietly and said in a whisper: "Please walk in."
As he said this he rose, went to his sister, and, stooping, kissed her forehead.
Rostov rose and went up to Telyanin.
I can't imagine them missing her Aunt Rose Abbott's service or at least calling in with their status.
She rose, put down the guitar, and went to the drawing room.
Goose bumps rose all over her body, and he dried her as quickly as he could before draping a bathrobe around her.
They rose from the table and sat down in the entrance porch which served as a veranda.
(He rose and kissed Vera's hand, and on the way to her straightened out a turned-up corner of the carpet.)
Betsy rose and left the room, returning with a tray full of warm scones and strawberry preserves.
Prince Andrew rose and politely placed a chair for her.
And the staff captain rose and turned away from Rostov.
Their chairs made a scraping noise as the gentlemen who had conferred rose with apparent relief, and began walking up and down, arm in arm, to stretch their legs and converse in couples.
The guests rose to congratulate the old prince.
He indicated a chair in the shadow of a rose bush.
I rose to follow and he tossed me a jacket.
She rose with the same unchanging smile with which she had first entered the room--the smile of a perfectly beautiful woman.
She was ready to hang up but I added the sad news Howie's mother, her aunt Rose, wasn't expected to live.
She rose and saw Dunyasha her maid, who was evidently looking for her, and who stopped suddenly as if in alarm on seeing her mistress.
Nesvitski rose, puffing, and went up to the general, smiling.
Terrible doubts rose in his soul.
He did not stay more than ten minutes, then rose and took his leave.
The roar of guns, the whistling of projectiles, and the piteous moaning of the cook, which rose above the other sounds, did not cease for a moment.
The door of the Governor's room opened and they all rose and moved forward.
The old princess rose respectfully and curtsied.
His wards rarely rose before mid-morning.
The demands of life, which had seemed to her annihilated by her father's death, all at once rose before her with a new, previously unknown force and took possession of her.
"I need some time alone," Jonny said abruptly and rose, facing away from her.
Sometimes I rose at dawn and stole into the garden while the heavy dew lay on the grass and flowers.
He wished to say something more, but at that moment Prince Vasili and his daughter got up to go and the two young men rose to let them pass.
The whippers-in no longer set on the hounds, but changed to the cry of ulyulyu, and above the others rose Daniel's voice, now a deep bass, now piercingly shrill.
He rose without another look at Jonny and intercepted Bianca on her way back from the nurse's station.
Then up from his seat rose Abraham Davenport.
Yully rose and crossed to her wardrobe.
The moon rose, and by its light he could see the dim form of the church tower, far away.
"Oh, undoubtedly!" said Prince Andrew, and with sudden and unnatural liveliness he began chaffing Pierre about the need to be very careful with his fifty-year-old Moscow cousins, and in the midst of these jesting remarks he rose, taking Pierre by the arm, and drew him aside.
"Milashka, dear!" rose Nicholas' triumphant cry.
Anatole rose and went into the dining room.
When Gabriel came to inform her that the men who had come had run away again, she rose frowning, and clasping her hands behind her paced through the rooms a long time considering what she should do.
Ha, ha, ha! rose their rough, joyous laughter from all sides.
Nicholas lowered his legs, rose, and took his daughter in his arms.
Well, and what harm is there in that? and she rose (everybody else got up too) and with a severe expression sailed back to her table in the sitting room.
Martha rose and reached for Betsy's hand.
Martha downed the rest of her glass, rose and stumbled up the stairs.
This Buonaparte has turned all their heads; they all think of how he rose from an ensign and became Emperor.
This short man had on a white leather apron which covered his chest and part of his legs; he had on a kind of necklace above which rose a high white ruffle, outlining his rather long face which was lit up from below.
Some of this dust was kneaded by the feet and wheels, while the rest rose and hung like a cloud over the troops, settling in eyes, ears, hair, and nostrils, and worst of all in the lungs of the men and beasts as they moved along that road.
The comic efforts with which he moved his tongue made her drop her eyes and with difficulty repress the sobs that rose to her throat.
Pictures of the near past--her father's illness and last moments--rose one after another to her memory.
Denisov rose and began gesticulating as he explained his plan to Bolkonski.
He checked his watch and rose, trotting out of the house to the barracks.
Jule rose and maneuvered through the crowd and down the small hall.
Dorothy was too dazed to say much, but she watched one of Jim's big ears turn to violet and the other to rose, and wondered that his tail should be yellow and his body striped with blue and orange like the stripes of a zebra.
In front of each place was a plate bearing one of the delicious dama-fruit, and the perfume that rose from these was so enticing and sweet that they were sorely tempted to eat of them and become invisible.
The artillery and baggage wagons moved noiselessly through the deep dust that rose to the very hubs of the wheels, and the infantry sank ankle-deep in that soft, choking, hot dust that never cooled even at night.
Steam rose from them.
It is the man who rose to go out, and two young princes contended for the honor of giving him his shoes but at last agreed that each should offer him one.
At these sounds, long unheard, Rostov's spirits rose, as at the strains of the merriest music.
Tears suddenly rose in her eyes, she turned away, lifted her music before her eyes, began singing again, and again began walking up and down the room.
Her brother rose, helping Bianca to her feet.
He'd nearly reached the end of the alley when the hair on the back of his neck rose like it did when a Watcher was present, only this was no Watcher.
Pierre repeated, and a mental image of his future activity in this direction rose in his mind.
When everybody rose to go, Helene who had spoken very little all the evening again turned to Boris, asking him in a tone of caressing significant command to come to her on Tuesday.
Despite their pale swollen faces and tattered uniforms, the hussars formed line for roll call, kept things in order, groomed their horses, polished their arms, brought in straw from the thatched roofs in place of fodder, and sat down to dine round the caldrons from which they rose up hungry, joking about their nasty food and their hunger.
"I have never enjoyed myself so much before!" she said, and Prince Andrew noticed how her thin arms rose quickly as if to embrace her father and instantly dropped again.
By the way the hunt approached and receded, by the cries of the dogs whose notes were familiar to him, by the way the voices of the huntsmen approached, receded, and rose, he realized what was happening at the copse.
Daniel rose a little, took a step, and with his whole weight, as if lying down to rest, fell on the wolf, seizing her by the ears.
It was already late when he rose after sealing the letter.
The stout man rose, frowned, shrugged his shoulders, and evidently trying to appear firm began to pull on his jacket without looking about him, but suddenly his lips trembled and he began to cry, in the way full-blooded grown-up men cry, though angry with himself for doing so.
Through a gap in the broken wall he could see, beside the wooden fence, a row of thirty year-old birches with their lower branches lopped off, a field on which shocks of oats were standing, and some bushes near which rose the smoke of campfires-- the soldiers' kitchens.
Having sat still for a while he touched--himself not knowing why--the thick spot of paint representing the highest light in the portrait, rose, and recalled de Beausset and the officer on duty.
That shoulder rose and fell rhythmically and convulsively, but spadefuls of earth were already being thrown over the whole body.
She went to bed later and rose earlier than any of them, and no difficulties daunted her.
Then, noticing that Denisov was asleep, he rose and went out of doors.
"Finished, finished!" little Natasha's gleeful yell rose above them all.
His piercing gaze lifted to her face and the hair rose on the back of her neck.
Jonny's gaze darkened, and he rose, pacing to the window.
The young man rose and stormed to the library door.
Presently he woke up, rose to a sitting position and rubbed his eyes briskly.
Around it were arranged, like the five points of a star, the other five brilliant balls; one being rose colored, one violet, one yellow, one blue and one orange.
One day, after lesson hours, Al Farra rose to go out of the house.
At last, just as the blacksmith was in the midst of a stirring song, he rose quietly and went out into the darkness.
Shrunk and cold, As if her veins were sapless and old, And she rose up decrepitly For a last dim look at earth and sea.
The next morning the sun rose bright and warm, and we got up quickly for our hearts were full of pleasant expectation....
The shore is composed of a belt of smooth rounded white stones like paving-stones, excepting one or two short sand beaches, and is so steep that in many places a single leap will carry you into water over your head; and were it not for its remarkable transparency, that would be the last to be seen of its bottom till it rose on the opposite side.
At length the wind rose, the mist increased, and the waves began to run, and the perch leaped much higher than before, half out of water, a hundred black points, three inches long, at once above the surface.
Might not the basket, stable-broom, mat-making, corn-parching, linen-spinning, and pottery business have thrived here, making the wilderness to blossom like the rose, and a numerous posterity have inherited the land of their fathers?
Prince Andrew, who had evidently wished to tone down the awkwardness of Pierre's remarks, rose and made a sign to his wife that it was time to go.
Prince Andrew rose, shrugged his shoulders, and walked about the room.
"If you had told me sooner, Mamma, I would have gone," she replied as she rose to go to her own room.
The countess rose and went into the ballroom.
She half rose, by a glance inviting Pierre, who sat opposite, to listen to what was coming, and turning to her mother:
She rose and smoothed her hair, which was as usual so extremely smooth that it seemed to be made of one piece with her head and covered with varnish.
Pierre rose to help him.
Then she suddenly rose and with her heavy tread went up to the table.
Pierre rose and said it was getting late.
Shaking himself, he rose, threw back his head, and with resolute steps went past the ladies into the little drawing room.
His face was so unusually triumphant that Pierre rose in alarm on seeing it.
Pierre held the hand of his betrothed in silence, looking at her beautiful bosom as it rose and fell.
He rose, took Prince Andrew by the arm, and went to meet a tall, bald, fair man of about forty with a large open forehead and a long face of unusual and peculiar whiteness, who was just entering.
Having talked for a little while in the general circle, Speranski rose and coming up to Prince Andrew took him along to the other end of the room.
She rolled over and rose up on an elbow.
When he rose, her feet dangled high off the ground.
He closed his book and placed it on the end table and rose lithely from the chair.
She winked and rose.
Glancing at the clock on her nightstand, she waited until certain her father had left then rose.
The words sounded hollow, even to her ears, and she rose.
She braced herself and pulled his power into her, struggling to control it while panic rose.
Jule rose and paced to the window.
Yully rose and dressed herself, preparing herself mentally to tell Jule she had to leave him.
Desire rose within her, and she suppressed it with effort.
He rose with feline grace from the couch and approached, hand outstretched.
Thought you might be interested in something I found in Sean's notebook, Rourk said and rose, handing it to him.
The hair on the back of his neck rose, and he tensed, waiting for the creature to materialize.
Jule rose and paced, anger rippling through him.
She rose, having slept fully clothed out of fear Xander would attack her in her sleep.
Laughter rose within her, and the magic laughed with her.
She rose and stretched then left the small house on a hill for a quick walk.
She rose and trailed him from the house to the car, unable to guess what could agitate him if killing people didn't.
"I'm not done yet," Darian said and rose from the ground.
He pulled off the headphone-mic combo and rose.
Heat rose to her face as she stared openly.
"Your shift," Han said and rose.
She pushed herself off the floor and rose.
Damian rose, sickened by the sight before him.
Damian rose and pulled Dusty to his feet.
"I guess I'm done here," she said and rose.
Claire rose, the smile freezing on her face as she faced Sofia.
Two took his canteen and rose.
He rose in respect.
He rose, as if on autopilot, turned, and faced the window.
Rainy started to his feet as she rose, and she stopped.
She rose and dusted off her legs from where she'd knelt.
Her tears rose, blurring her vision.
She rose to her tiptoes and kissed him, her own memories of Damian forefront in her mind.
"Holy shit," Dustin breathed as the flashlight rose to Darian's face.
Damian whispered the thought, unable to help the tears that rose with it.
Pierre grimaced and rose more slowly.
Grande and Lon awaited them in the living room, and they rose as she approached.
As she watched, the creature rose and hobbled from the desk to a nearby shelf.
She rose with him.
Deidre rose and crossed her arms, walking ahead of him into the living area.
Deidre rose and held out her hand.
"Gabriel …" She rose and paced, her feet sinking into the soft sand.
With a glance at the demon lord, she stretched to grab it and rose.
The young girl rose.
"I think it's stupid, if you ask me," Joseph Dawkins said as he rose to leave.
Dean grabbed the near-empty plate, salvaging the few remaining morsels while Pumpkin was searching for more empty pockets to fill as he rose to leave.
Martha rose and began to pace across the room, putting one foot toe to heel in front of the other, as if walking a tight rope.
Dean said with a salute as Fred rose and drained his glass.
In Joe's eyes, the sun rose and set on his eldest daughter Jen, who was a super achiever, pretty as spring, and a delight to be around.
She rose to go into the building.
There's decisions to be made, wedding details to discuss, and I'm sure Rose Calvia feels the same as I about the children staying in school.
The telephone confab was between Rose and Cynthia and apparently the two spoke with like mind.
Cynthia finished her wedding pronouncement by tossing out a comment about her foolish son considering delaying the final year of his education to play professional baseball, a decision against which she and Rose Calvia planned to exert a full court press.
Without you and Rose Calvia making it harder.
Dean only caught snatches, but enough to know Cynthia was speaking to Rose, son Randy, and Jen.
Joseph rose from his chair, pointing an accusing finger.
When their breath returned to a more normal cadence and they were no longer perspiring, they rose to leave.
The man rose and came over to Dean's table.
She patted his arm as she rose to leave.
The entire town wouldn't have been more excited if the New Year's Rose Parade had come to little Ouray.
His heart raced as he rose and began to claw his way up and to his left.
"If I put a rose in those folded hands, they'd carry you out of here feet first," Dean said.
Roger rose and went to the front of Diversions and returned with one of Ouray's many history books.
Maria's level of happiness rose to ecstatic when he was around.
She took a deep breath, rose, and began to walk the sunny room.
He rose and began pacing the room as Dean stopped by and proceeded to bend Dean's ear how this was the day he and Paulette were to receive a firm offer on the Lucky Pup property.
When Fred returned later yet, Dean rose and told him the news.
Cynthia reluctantly agreed and after the now-customary caution to be careful, Dean rose to leave.
Cynthia had had enough and rose, a familiar blazing look in her eyes.
It was en route that a nagging thought rose to the surface of his cluttered consciousness.
He rose to leave and then added, Whatever the age of that skeleton, the facts still remain that someone swapped the bones, someone stole the finger and 'metalman29' was offering an inflated price for the mine.
"I ought to be making a better impression on my future boss," the woman said as she winked, rose, and turned to Fred.
Lydia rose as if to stop him.
Weller rose, picking up a form from his desk.
The Deans rose at their usual early hour.
Dean rose to his feet and went over to the officer, gently pushing her down to a sitting position.
"You never used to tell me no, either!" she snapped and rose, marching towards the stairs to the second floor.
Gabriel rose, furious once more, and began to pace.
"Then you have to fix that, Gabriel," she said and rose, concerned.
She nodded and rose.
Gabriel rose from his position crouching over the body of someone he knew.
Her tears rose again.
The sense of unease rose again, this time more strongly.
The instinct that Darkyn was protective of a mate rose again.
She rose and paced, the dress tracing her movements in a way that made his eyes follow her body.
Gabriel rose and paced.
"Yes," Deidre replied and rose.
His peace ruined, he rose and strode into the fortress.
Wynn rose, fed up.
"Haven't slept in weeks," Gabe grunted and rose, tucking the soul in his pocket.
He watched the green gem form in his palm and rose.
Gabe rose and swirled on his trench coat.
Anger rose, but Gabe reined it in, exhausted.
Tamer's eyes took it in expertly before he rose.
Logan rose quickly as she started down the hallway.
Deidre rose, eyes settling on the doorway leading into the neighboring kitchens.
Tamer shook his head and rose, disappearing into a portal.
The hair on the back of her neck rose, and she glanced around.
He rose as she approached and kissed her cheek before pulling out the chair for her.
Gabriel rose without speaking.
Deidre waited half an hour then rose.
She rose and strode to Deidre.
Gabe's fury rose again.
Gabriel rose and approached the still form.
She sighed and rose.
Deidre waited for the portal to close before she rose.
Four stops later, she rose and tucked the book away, wading through the throngs of people to the door as the train slowed.
Restless, he rose and paced again, wondering why Sasha needed an ancient healer in his zoo, a place where creatures came to suffer.
He squatted beside her, wrapping her arm in a clean white towel before he rose and strode to the desk along the far wall.
His friend and lover searched his face hard, then rose and stalked out.
Surprised, she rose and shook his hand.
He rose and left, and she stared after him, excited.
He rose and motioned for her to take his seat in a plush armchair.
The death dealer rose.
She rose unsteadily and brushed some of the glass away with her bare foot, near tears.
Sasha left without even a smartass remark, and Rhyn rose, gazing with interest across the hall.
He snatched her neck and rose, jerking her off the chair.
It was always dark here, and the moons rose and set each day.
Katie rose, heart hammering.
She rose, angry, and knelt beside him.
Wobbling, she rose, familiar coldness replacing the alcoholic warmth inside her.
Fury at her situation rose hard and fast.
He rose from his kneeling position and faced her.
Looking ready to explode, he rose, snatching his trench coat.
She rose, trying hard not to look or touch anything.
A sprawling castle with thick walls, an old portcullis, and torches glowing along the walls rose up before them.
She rose and flinched, expecting agony as she moved her arm.
His arousal rose solid and thick against her belly, and the soft towel agitated her straining nipples.
The bedchamber was done up in pastels, soft rose drapes, light blue and green rugs, yellow pillows and highlights, which seemed to take the chill out of the stone walls.
Hannah's eyes widened, and she rose, angling her past the butler and a maid dusting a painting to the second floor.
At the end of her patience, she rose.
Molly rose and left.
Heart hammering, she rose, took a deep breath, and waded into the warm water.
He rose and crossed to Toby, looping his arm around the baby angel and resting him on his hip.
His long wings beat the air as he rose, and it took him a short two minutes to soar over the castle.
She rose, still wobbly, and crossed to the bed, perching on it beside Ully.
"You.re troubled," Sasha said and rose.
"I.ll get you some soup and cocoa," she said and rose.
"That makes two of us," Sasha said and rose from his seat beside the fire.
Kiki rose as well, his gaze going to Sasha.
He rose and began to pace, the first sign of his anxiety.
He left the vial in Sasha.s pocket and rose.
She rose and ran into the bathroom, jostling Hannah out of the way as she slammed and locked the door.
"Hannah, I need to lie down," she said and rose unsteadily.
Without replacing the clothing, she tucked the vial into her pocket and rose.
She rose to keep the altar between them.
Kris rose to find his brothers.
His fury rose once more.
She rose and shook out the chill.
Tears rose as she realized she was about to leave for good.
Frowning, she rose to see if her Immortal guard was nodding off at his post.
Gabriel turned at the words, and Rhyn rose.
Katie rose, hefted Iliana beneath the shoulders, and dragged the woman over to the shade.
Her tears rose at the sight of both creatures, one who wanted to drag her to Hell and the other who wanted her dead.
Her soul felt empty, and tears rose.
Fury rose within him again as he took in the Immortal who had betrayed them and taken Katie.
With a curse, he rose and ran to the courtyard, changing into his demon bird.
Beating his wings so hard they hurt, he rose into the sky and soared around the small island, finally spotting three lone figures in small valley not too far from the Sanctuary.
Gabriel and Darkyn rose, their attention going west toward the ocean.
Gabriel rose and began pulling weapons from the wall and planting them on his body.
She rose and tested her legs.
Kiera rose and trotted down to her studio, happy to see the movers had left her studio alone.
Romas's eldest brother, who sat across and down the table from her, rose, a look of anger on his face.
Romas leaned back and snatched the kitten trotting toward her, and Evelyn rose to her knees, looking both surprised and dismayed.
Long, dark hair was held in place at the base of his neck by a thick band of rose gold.
He wore a rose gold bracelet very similar to Romas's in all but color, and soft, dark boots.
Kiera pretended not to notice and rose.
She rose on her tiptoes to follow him with her eyes but soon found she didn't need to.
Her tones rose and fell, her hands and arms animated.
"Nishani, welcome to your new home," he said, and rose.
All five rose and straightened, offering her deep bows.
She spoke to him for several moments before his eyes rose and lingered on Kiera.
Offended once again, she said nothing as he rose and returned the translator to Talal.
Kiera frowned and rose, walking away.
Evelyn shook her head and rose.
Kiera grimaced and rose, changing slowly before leaving her room for the training area.
Opal, the head of the Council, rose gracefully, pulling A'Ran from his thoughts.
One eyebrow rose in challenge, and her jaw clenched.
Nishani rose as he slid into the seat before the console.
He rose and turned to go.
A'Ran dropped his feet from the table and rose to face his uncle.
Restless, A'Ran rose and paced.
Mansr offered no other advice but rose and bowed once more before striding to the door.
He folded it in fourths, rose, and strode away, leaving her alone.
He rose and hauled her to her feet, all but dragging her into the hall.
Tears rose, and her chest clenched.
She rose to see how far away they were from the horizon, miserable in the heat.
More tears rose, and she tugged at her hands, furious he'd even thought to cuff her!
They rose and shone the light on her again.
Two moons rose, and the four warriors around her kept to a path only they understood.
He rose and took her arm, leading her into one of the small bedrooms, where a grey bed awaited her.
She rose quickly in response from her place kneeling at the small table.
He rose and started toward the entrance.
She smashed into it as another quake rumbled beneath her, then rose and waved her band before the door.
Mansr regained himself and rose.
She watched as he too crossed to the edge of the canyon before she rose.
She rose after a few minutes and stretched.
He watched explosions wrack his planet until they rose high enough that the toxic dust storm he'd started marred the surface of the planet from view.
It was past sunrise, so she rose and flung off her bed covers.
Kiera rose and turned away, wondering how her friend was so clueless while standing in front of her painting of A'Ran.
After a thick moment of silence, Evelyn rose to place the tarantula cat near the pilot and sealed off the door between the tiny cabin and pilot.
Evelyn rose, looking as tired as Kiera felt.
Tears rose, and she wiped them away, scared something would go wrong at the last minute.
"Why are you busting my chops today?" he asked as Fred rose and wandered back to the kitchen for more food.
Cynthia told Fred as she rose to pick up the dishes.
Fred wiped his mouth and rose.
As he rose to answer it, he couldn't help noticing Edith Shipton's alarmed reaction to the ring.
"That's nice," Edith answered unconvincingly as she rose to leave.
She placed the dress over the back of the sofa with care and rose.
Cynthia set aside the notebook and papers and rose.
She started to rise but Fred O'Connor rose to his feet.
Cynthia rose to join her, taking her arm.
He rose and crossed to the fireplace and began to bank the fire as the hall clock struck eleven times.
Cynthia spoke in a consoling tone as both women rose.
She rose, and to Dean's surprise, went to the hall telephone.
After a few moments of mutual silence, both men rose and returned to their rooms.
"That woman needs help and she needs it fast," Fred said as he rose to leave.
Cynthia rose, and after a whispered conversation, Gladys left and Cynthia returned, a smile on her face.
She rose from her chair, just as Fred entered the room.
Take off the rose colored glasses—'my sins will continue'—or better yet, wait until you decipher a few more pages and she gives it to you in black and white, chapter and verse and supplies the sinful details.
Finally, he thought he felt a breeze and quietly rose to see if giggly Gladys and her tipsy admirer might have left the front door ajar.
He rose and poured himself a cup of coffee.
He rubbed his five o'clock shadow and rose.
Before they could comment, she rose, and putting a finger to her lips, whispered, "We mustn't let Claire know our little secret."
He rose, oblivious to his continued dripping.
Dean wanted to question Edith further but she rose, with Effie following, her arm on Edith's elbow and the pair returned upstairs.
Fred rose to get the liquor.
"Dean," Weller answered, as he rose to leave.
He called her again as soon as he rose, but she had apparently left earlier as there was no answer.
Corday rose, and asked, not quite casually enough.
Fred rose and began pacing the room.
She rose and started toward the door.
Dean rose to pour himself a glass of milk.
Before Dean could answer, there was a knock on the front door and he rose to answer it.
Corday tossed two dollars on the bar and rose without a word.
Dean rose and began to leave the room, disgusted that Gladys Turnbull would trivialize Edith Shipton's death in fiction, even before the shattered woman was cold in the ground.
She rose and announced it was far past her bedtime, in any time zone.
Dean rose and wandered out to the front porch but in spite of his sterling speech, and overwhelming wish that he could forget the Shiptons and all the grief they had brought him, he couldn't quite chase the unfinished business from his churning mind.
Jackson rose and spoke with authority.
He rose, held her hand, and led her to the looking glass.
Jackson rose and held her hands.
As he rose and started for the door she asked, "Will I see you again?"
Elisabeth's blush rose immediately.
Sarah rose and kissed her.
He rose, slipped his pants on and found her at the stove.
After a while Jackson, still silent, rose and headed for the door.
He rose slowly and headed downstairs to find Sarah on the sofa.
As he rose to find Elisabeth, he noticed her engagement ring on the nightstand with a note under it.
She put it in front of Elisabeth, and with some effort, the wolf rose to drink from it.
Jackson rose from the piano and whispered to Elisabeth, "I'm going to take care of this once and for all."
Elisabeth rose to her knees and gazed at Jackson, then to Sarah and Connor, shaking her head.
The head of the bed rose so Carmen had a better view of Katie.
He rose from the window seat and turned to face her.
The massive shepherd mix dog sleeping on her couch rose and trotted across the small apartment to her.
Groans and curses rose from the grassy area around the blazing facility.
He paced as men rose from the ground and trotted to him, counting as they came.
Brady rose, hope flickering through him.
The medic and another man placed the injured soldier on a portable litter and rose, ready.
Brady rose and snatched his weapons, snapping them into place on his body armor.
He glanced at his watch and rose.
She rose and crossed to the keypad wall again.
The man's head rose.
He wrapped his arms around the brunette as she rose with the object in hand.
Brady jostled Lana's still body in his arms as he rose.
She rose with effort.
Dan rose and joined Brady.
She waited until she heard his breathing deepen and then rose.
He touched the micros in his cargo pocket as he rose, recalling his night.
Dan rose at the command and gripped Elise's arm.
He rose, angry and unconvinced she wouldn't bring whatever danger followed him to his backyard.
He rose and crossed to the small safe where he kept what they'd found on her.
Regretfully resolved, he rose and fixed his uniform then picked up her belongings.
Restless, she rose and paced in front of the safe.
She tucked it at her waist and rose, closing the trunk.
She rose and approached him, the baton behind her back.
Dan and Elise rose from the bushes and lowered their weapons.
Heart hammering, Lana rose to her tiptoes and gave him a light kiss on the lips.
Instead of answering, he rose and faced her.
He rose, unsettled by the scene around him.
She turned off her micro and rose, striding into the bedroom.
When dawn outlined the boards hammered across the windows, she rose.
She rose, anxious to be on her way but grateful to take Jack with her.
With a deep breath, she rose and struggled in to the straps of the rucksack.
She waited for Kelli to find her and eventually rose, hungry.
Mike rose and left.
Jack rose and shook himself off.
She rose slowly as she spoke.
I've made arrangements to have anyone watching me assume they're going with me to Colorado, he said as he rose.
Anger at her newfound father rose.
She rose and trailed Elise out of the medical facility and into the awaiting helo.
Kris rose but didn't leave.
"I'm ready," Rhyn said and rose.
"Must be the effects of the underworld on you," the death-dealer said and rose.
Rhyn rose and crossed to the small cave, peering into its depths.
He hadn't left them, and Toby's hopes rose again.
He rose despite his whirling equilibrium.
He rose and paced.
The specter shook its head and rose, moving away without disturbing the flora on the jungle floor.
Andre didn't bother to disappear, as if no longer worried the Immortal might see him. The death-dealer looked lost for a moment then rose and strapped on his weapons.
Rhyn awoke from the island dreamscape in the shadow world. He rose, uncertain what happened but recalling his urgency. He crossed through the glowing black portal into the one place he'd hoped never to see again: Hell. Unwilling to get stuck in the cell where he'd spent many lifetimes, he chose to open the portal into the office of the Council's betrayer, Sasha. The office was as he remembered it, down to the black flames in the hearth.
"I don't have time for this," he said and rose.
Toby's voice rose in panic.
She didn't look convinced. Kris moved away her, his anxiety and concern growing. They'd come there to rescue one human and might just lose two. He paced and gazed up the tree, unable to see Kiki. He heard Hannah stir and glanced towards her. She rose from her seat.
Rhyn rose and flipped the dagger he held in the air, catching it effortlessly.
Satisfied, Rhyn rose, towering over the tiny woman with flaxen hair.
"No. Go get Hannah. If Death let you go, then Darkyn's pissed. If Darkyn's pissed then –" "Hannah and Ully are in trouble," Rhyn finished and rose. He looked at the wound in his chest. It might be tough taking on the demons of Hell, but he had a promise to fulfill.
He rose from the chair.
She rose and crossed to the railing of the deck.
"Sure," Dean answered and the two men rose, leaving the cubicle for the open office area.
Dean rose and introduced himself Me too.
"Okay," said Hunter as he rose.
Dean could hardly keep his eyes open as he rose to go to bed.
Dean tossed the paper aside and rose.
"Just thank the quarter slot machine at Mr. Trump's place," Fred said, as they rose to leave.
Dean rose and stretched.
He rose abruptly, his coffee only half finished, and paid his bill.
Winston rose and steered Dean out to the porch abruptly.
She rose, a clear indication she'd devoted enough time to these non-paying visitors.
She immediately rose and started to leave.
Cece Baldwin rose to leave and smiled a sad but pretty smile.
Many of the passengers were ill and others whimpered and whined as the plane dropped, rose and rolled in the churning gusts, riding the heavy winds like a cork in a whirlpool.
He rose and, taking the arm of the attendant, steered the young man out to the slab where Wassermann was unaware of the turmoil he'd created.
She rose, albeit unsteadily, and he grasped her in the now familiar position of his supporting arm about her waist.
Rose Tisdale first sighted the blue car circling the block and called Flora Watkins.
Dean finally freed the last of the knots and Fred rose, pulling up his pants, staggered a step or two and sat back down.
I saw his motor home when I went to lunch with Rose O'Brien.
"Let's sleep on it and see what makes sense in the morning," he said with a yawn as he rose.
Edwin Mayer rose to speak.
Cynthia looked a bit misty-eyed as she rose and began picking up the dishes and turned to her son.
Shortly after nine, Randy rose to take Jen home.
Although Dean wouldn't have minded staying, he too rose to leave.
Dean rose to get another beer.
A short, balding man, who looked as if a haircut was more a social event than a necessity, rose to leave, and with a glance at the back room said, "Ol' Ralph always was a bit weird."
"I knocked it out of his hand!" he said and rose, looking toward the back corner.
Dean rose to shut off the radio just as the news began.
"Freddie" rose and followed the woman after agreeing to meet Dean later in Durango.
Dean rose to meet him and the two wandered to a quiet section of the park before Dean questioned him.
"You took the words out of my mouth," Dean answered as he rose and walked with Fred to the camp area.
"Hi," Dean responded, bewildered as he rose up on his elbows.
Burgess rose and crossed to the window.
Dean asked as he rose to his feet.
The wedding cake rose gracefully in three tiers, graced with crystal staircases and small cakes on either side.
Her gaze rose to the rider and her pulse bolted as she met that bittersweet chocolate gaze.
Finally he rose from his chair and brushed crumbs from his gray business suit.
For a little while, she even forgot about the fear, but as they rose from the window seat, her gaze was drawn back to the chair.
It rose from the beach to the sky and harbored the source of the immortals' power in the immortal world.
When they both lay sated, he kissed her and rose, pulling on his clothes as he went to the horse.
Claire's body rose and grabbed an axe.
Immobilized, fear rose within her as she watched the Black God lift Darian's bloody form from the ground.
He rose and left, his visit so quick, she wasn't sure she really saw him.
The ground rumbled more violently as the sun rose, until it began to split open.
He set the cat down and rose.
He rose as she approached.
She rose and gasped, not sensing the silent Xander, who stood in the doorway to the living room.
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