It's a very small window.
The small birds were singing softly.
The vase had a very small neck, and spread out at the top like a bowl.
There are three small rooms up stairs.
A small plastic bag fell out of the pocket.
The house has but two small second story bedrooms.
It was of small dimensions, with a peaked cottage roof, and not much else to be seen, the dirt being raised five feet all around as if it were a compost heap.
Lisa did the best she could to draw a map on the small piece of paper.
Somehow it seemed such a small thing now.
About 10 feet back into the cave water oozed from the wall, slowly dripping into a small rock pool.
Our ability to process data, move information, and make things small will progress to a point where they will not be gating factors ever again.
A small round table and two chairs were placed in a corner near the doorway to the family room, providing a view of the fireplace.
Brandon handed a small sack to Rachel.
In such a small town, there couldn't be many positions, and the pay wouldn't come close to what she was making in Tulsa.
All I want is a small place of my own.
"They are from the Island of Teenty-Weent," said the Wizard, "where everything is small because it's a small island.
In seconds a small script appeared.
Instead, she collected a few small photos and arranged them all in one frame.
Every week, I buy my milk from a small local dairy on the day it comes forth from the cow.
She picked up a small valise and lifted her skirt as she stepped off the boardwalk into the dust.
It makes me feel small when you keep things from me - like you don't trust me, or you think I'm not mature enough to handle it.
They married a month later at a small church in Bartlesville and Adrienne moved to the farm.
She will be quite ill now, said Prince Andrew, as he entered the study, rubbing his small white hands.
She wandered through the house, peering out the window until she spotted a small shed.
One stone was "small," another was "very small."
It is a custom in the South to build a small house near the homestead as an annex to be used on occasion.
Etsy and small online stores.
So it was arranged that the boy should travel with a small company of merchants who were going to the same place.
Wiggling through the small opening, she turned and pulled the sash back down.
I lived, up to the time of the illness that deprived me of my sight and hearing, in a tiny house consisting of a large square room and a small one, in which the servant slept.
She looked small and vulnerable.
I ate very small fish for supper.
In warfare, asymmetry is where something very small can do a huge amount of damage.
These countries, particularly in the Balkans, were often small and tended toward war.
One inconvenience I sometimes experienced in so small a house, the difficulty of getting to a sufficient distance from my guest when we began to utter the big thoughts in big words.
I was left sitting on my hands until the appointed hour of Howie's nap before Betsy assigned me the chore of remaining in the small room while he slept.
At six o'clock we pulled off the highway and found a family style restaurant in a small Maryland town.
Centuries ago, North America saw a shortage of small coins, so large ones were cut into bits to circulate as small change.
I would like small children to be there.
When the steaks were grilled and the corn and green beans boiled, the table was leaden with food, enough for a small army.
Pierre continually glanced at Prince Andrew; Prince Andrew rubbed his forehead with his small hand.
In the affairs of nations, large and powerful ones long have imposed their wills on the small and weak ones.
The benefits of asymmetry happen when the small kid gets a Taser.
He sawed a channel in the ice toward the shore, and hauled it over and along and out on to the ice with oxen; but, before he had gone far in his work, he was surprised to find that it was wrong end upward, with the stumps of the branches pointing down, and the small end firmly fastened in the sandy bottom.
He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
In one sense, it's a peaceful world: The bully insists on the lunch money of the small kid, who has no recourse but to capitulate.
It was no small decision for her.
The fact that small nations can adopt standard treaties, laws, currencies, and international practices of larger countries means that a small economic unit can be viable.
It was balanced perilously between a small town that lacked only a sheriff, and a booming frontier town.
We could go on here and talk about other military powers and alliances, but the simple fact is that large countries are less willing to risk war in defense of small ones.
But not far from Bald Hills he again came out on the road and overtook his regiment at its halting place by the dam of a small pond.
Not many small towns so I'll keep rolling and not tarry here.
It is surprising how many great men and women a small house will contain.
But their journey was almost over, for in a short time they reached a small cave from which there was no further outlet.
I was in a small town, on the main street with cars and people all around.
I love to play with little sister, she is weak and small baby.
I prefer not to cross state lines with my prizes, but Delaware is such a small state I'd left its boundary before I realized.
Following these halls they discovered many small rooms opening from them, and some were furnished with glass benches, tables and chairs.
But he had never seen any pictures except a few small ones in a book.
We don't need miniaturization to go to infinitely small, just really, really small.
Families who owned great houses were able to keep them if they opened them to the public, acted as guides, and only lived in a small part of them.
In the lean years, harvests are small and farmers sometimes don't even produce enough to have surplus to sell.
Micro-lending is not new; the idea of small loans to the entrepreneurial poor is centuries old.
We shall all live together in a small cottage on one of the lakes at Wrentham, while my dear teacher takes a much needed rest.
No, tell them to bring a small table out here, my dear boy.
At that time Dokhturov had under his command, besides Dorokhov's detachment, the two small guerrilla detachments of Figner and Seslavin.
Betsy pulled a small tape recorder from her purse.
So they filled a small boat with the things that he would need the most--an ax, a hoe, a kettle, and some other things.
He was dressed in fine style and carried a small cane.
A small watchdog ran round barking in front of the harnessed horses.
You must ask him about every small thing?
I have some horses you can ride and there are several creeks, ponds and even a small lake on the land.
In 1665, physicist Robert Hooke pointed a microscope at a piece of cork and noticed many small compartments he called "cells."
"Your Royal Highness and Fellow Citizens," he began; "the small cat you see a prisoner before you is accused of the crime of first murdering and then eating our esteemed Ruler's fat piglet--or else first eating and then murdering it.
"Yes; but it's lots of fun, if it IS strange," remarked the small voice of the kitten, and Dorothy turned to find her pet walking in the air a foot or so away from the edge of the roof.
The small twigs snapped and fell about me in showers.
I took down this dwelling the same morning, drawing the nails, and removed it to the pond-side by small cartloads, spreading the boards on the grass there to bleach and warp back again in the sun.
"I thought you might need these," she said, handing the rag to Carmen and setting the box of tissues on a small table beside her.
In that small house, there were few secrets.
Only low brush could grow in so small a space... no trees to prevent a vehicle from plunging into the forested mountain ranges below and beyond.
I've got a small place down by Brownsville.
The other girls felt sorry that she should suffer for so small a fault.
More than a hundred years ago, two boys were fishing in a small river.
A small frosted window allowed light to enter the room that was obviously a storage space for heirlooms.
I never saw such small pigs before.
We dined at a small Mexican restaurant and spent the meal discussing general topics.
We played back our conversation with crossed fingers and not a small dose of nervousness.
You've demonstrated your abilities and yet you've restricted your activities to accomplish a specific good, at no small risk to yourselves, I might add.
The children were inclined to be frightened by the sight of the small animal, which reminded them of the bears; but Dorothy reassured them by explaining that Eureka was a pet and could do no harm even if she wished to.
The Gargoyles were very small of stature, being less than three feet in height.
Some had long, curved noses and chins, small eyes and wide, grinning mouths.
I substituted the adjectives LARGE and SMALL for those signs.
In a flash she answered, "I think Uncle Frank is much (too) old to read very small letters."
These small waves raised by the evening wind are as remote from storm as the smooth reflecting surface.
You may see from a boat, in calm weather, near the sandy eastern shore, where the water is eight or ten feet deep, and also in some other parts of the pond, some circular heaps half a dozen feet in diameter by a foot in height, consisting of small stones less than a hen's egg in size, where all around is bare sand.
The basement area was considerably larger than Quinn's small cabin lab-room, noticeably so with fewer plants and absent the desk.
A long time ago there lived a poor slave whose name was Aesop. He was a small man with a large head and long arms.
He planted a small garden.
On his arm he carried a small basket.
You might remember the story of Kyle MacDonald who famously traded up from one red paperclip to a house, one small exchange at a time between July 2005 and July 2006.
And yet they do, because fraud is a small part of the overall picture.
Additionally, online stores powered by Yahoo and Google and Amazon exist where small vendors can set up storefronts and sell to the world, as a hobby or a livelihood.
Because nanites are so small, they require little in the way of raw materials, just a few molecules here and there.
This was a guy from a small town in Iowa who failed his 1933 entrance exam to the University of Minnesota.
People in a small town in Alabama, a small city in Algeria, and a large city in Argentina all desire different forms of governments with different services.
Anyone projecting an end to the historical constant of war had better be ready to overcome no small amount of justified skepticism.
I am saying that for small nations to be economically and politically viable is good news for peace.
The small rooms were arranged on each side of a long open hall.
When I visit many strange countries my brother and Mildred will stay with grandmother because they will be too small to see a great many people and I think they would cry loud on the great rough ocean.
She had signs for SMALL and LARGE long before I came to her.
(This meant that the she-wolf, about whom they both knew, had moved with her cubs to the Otradnoe copse, a small place a mile and a half from the house.)
The old count's horse, a sorrel gelding called Viflyanka, was led by the groom in attendance on him, while the count himself was to drive in a small trap straight to a spot reserved for him.
(He was a distant relative of the Rostovs', a man of small means, and their neighbor.)
Rostov was particularly struck by the beauty of a small, pure-bred, red- spotted bitch on Ilagin's leash, slender but with muscles like steel, a delicate muzzle, and prominent black eyes.
After a while "Uncle" came in, in a Cossack coat, blue trousers, and small top boots.
Louisa Ivanovna consented to go, and in half an hour four troyka sleighs with large and small bells, their runners squeaking and whistling over the frozen snow, drove up to the porch.
Nicholas' Day and the prince's name day--all Moscow came to the prince's front door but he gave orders to admit no one and to invite to dinner only a small number, a list of whom he gave to Princess Mary.
The small group that assembled before dinner in the lofty old-fashioned drawing room with its old furniture resembled the solemn gathering of a court of justice.
At that time while with his regiment in Poland, a Polish landowner of small means had forced him to marry his daughter.
Balaga was a fair-haired, short, and snub-nosed peasant of about twenty- seven; red-faced, with a particularly red thick neck, glittering little eyes, and a small beard.
On entering the room now he crossed himself, turning toward the front corner of the room, and went up to Dolokhov, holding out a small, black hand.
Prince Andrew went to one and took out a small casket, from which he drew a packet wrapped in paper.
On the thirteenth of June a rather small, thoroughbred Arab horse was brought to Napoleon.
Having set off in the small hours of the fourteenth, accompanied by a bugler and two Cossacks, Balashev reached the French outposts at the village of Rykonty, on the Russian side of the Niemen, by dawn.
Balashev went into a small reception room, one door of which led into a study, the very one from which the Russian Emperor had dispatched him on his mission.
Three well-fed roans stood ready harnessed to a small conveyance with a leather hood.
His old sister-in-law popped in a small bundle, and one of the coachmen helped him into the vehicle.
She ran up to him and, in the play of the sunlight that fell in small round spots through the shade of the lime-tree avenue, could not be sure what change there was in his face.
He was lying on his back propped up high, and his small bony hands with their knotted purple veins were lying on the quilt; his left eye gazed straight before him, his right eye was awry, and his brows and lips motionless.
Abandoning the conception of cause, mathematics seeks law, that is, the property common to all unknown, infinitely small, elements.
Placing it in a little plate, he cut it up in small pieces.
It's kind of small, but the rent isn't too bad, and it'll be available by then.
Being the only postal employee in a small town, the petite extravert was always ready for conversation.
The small house in which he had taken shelter was almost between the two armies.
A day or two afterward I was stringing beads of different sizes in symmetrical groups--two large beads, three small ones, and so on.
A middle-aged man, handsome and virile, in the uniform of a retired naval officer, was speaking in one of the rooms, and a small crowd was pressing round him.
I don't believe in catch-and-release except if the fish is simply too small.
Our location should be within a couple of hours at the most from a city; not in the country, per se, perhaps a small town.
Our small city should have a college and hospital.
I remembered passing through the small city on ski trips to Vermont during my college years.
Finally, we condensed everything on a small computer thumb drive which we hid in the removable base of a desk lamp.
We learned later, at first the police were suspicious of the parents as they couldn't believe someone could enter a small house with sleeping adults and two boys in an adjoining room, and not be heard.
Small towns, children playing, birds singing.
"It had a small size battery pack on the back," Howie offered, "not as large as a car battery."
She had not been reported missing because her mother lay dead in their small rural farm house over a hundred miles away.
No, but Vermont is a small state so everything is relatively close.
I introduced myself by name as I accepted the offered seat across from a large desk, the only other furniture in the small room.
It was a small but evil cadre.
My bed in the homeless shelter, definitely a first for me, was a pull-out in a small room behind the main hall.
A Hispanic woman in green pajamas took my arm and I was led to a small cubicle.
The small group moved more hurriedly now and the man said something to Betsy and shoved her forward toward an emergency exit.
We were content to allow him this small title of uniqueness knowing it was killing him to be so close to a scientific miracle with hands tied and mouth gagged against announcing his findings to the world.
Here it sits, undisturbed, waiting for the lord of this small but cozy manor house.
Thankfully, Molly slept until we arrived, at a small cabin in a thickly wooded area.
Bianca waited until she heard the door click closed and looked across the small bay to make sure her daddy still slept.
Maybe she was too small.
His small smile was kind, his bright eyes unblinking.
As strong as the girl was, she was too small to bring Jonny back from the place the Others sent him.
Uncurling from the couch, she started to the bedroom of her father's small Miami apartment.
He pushed his way into the small apartment and flung the unusual Miami rain from his clothes.
"It's not your normal conversation starter," she said with a small laugh.
She was in a car with one of Talon's men, her crumpled body at an awkward angle jammed in the small area between the backseat and the driver's seat.
More gunfire deafened her in the small confines of the garage, and men screamed and fell.
The Greek prince withdrew the gun at the small of his back, whipping it towards her.
They waged a silent battle, and Bianca opened her eyes, praying with everything she was worth that the small woman-- whoever she was-- would win.
"I have to find my brother," she said in a small voice.
He returned from the kitchen with tray holding a glass of orange juice, a plate with what looked like homemade granola bars, and a small bowl of sliced apples.
Dusty resisted the urge to draw his hand cannon from the small of his back.
He tucked the gun away at the small of his back and looked at Bianca.
He did a small dance, eyes glowing.
He strode from the bedroom, tucking his gun at the small of his back.
"I don't think I can heal your soul, Dusty," she said with a small smile.
Jenn ran small wand over her body, eyes expertly taking in her skin.
He hugged her and pulled her into the small room.
Bianca smiled, puzzled why anyone would run from the small, beautiful woman.
Sofi's cool power whipped through her thoughts, but it was the darkness within the small woman that drew her attention.
She watched as he pulled a small pouch from his pocket and unzipped it.
Bianca jogged after the two, who raced towards a small crowd at the opened gate of the compound.
"They'll come to me, my friend," the devil replied with a small smile.
He clutched his head and gave a small moan.
He withdrew a small case with a needle in it and several small vials.
Dusty strode to the small gym behind the main house, stripping off his jacket and shirt as he did so.
It was a man too familiar to be a stranger, with beautiful purple eyes, a small frame, and a face without emotion.
He held out his hand, and she deposited a small trinket in it.
"Yes, you do!" she replied in a small voice.
Finally, he'd reached the top of a hill overlooking a small, familiar village that glowed with warmth.
Jule drew a deep breath and faced the small, grandfatherly man with eyes the color of an Irish meadow.
He continued at his quick pace into the town, glancing over the quaint downtown strip lined with small cars and pubs.
He slowed as he reached an intersection and made his way through the town to the outskirts, where small houses lined the street.
"It's been a while," her adoptive father said with a small laugh.
She shook off the rain in the doorway and crossed to the small booth near the bar that she and her father usually shared.
He pointed to a small table across the pub, and she wondered how she'd missed the men at the table.
She made a show of resting her coat across the table, as if to say she wasn't leaving, and crossed to the small hall that contained the restrooms.
Jule rose and maneuvered through the crowd and down the small hall.
He turned, not surprised to see the small, grandfatherly man standing deeper in the alley.
She gathered up her things and left out the back door to avoid the small group of people gathered in the dining room for brunch.
He looked small in the middle of the foyer, and he wore an insincere smile like he might any other piece of easily removable clothing.
In the box was a small, simple necklace of a bronze chain and faded bronze coin.
Yully concentrated on the small itch in her mind that told her Jule was near.
She took it, and he Transported them to the small storage room.
"I can survive for a month off of small children and animals," the vamp growled in response.
Small children are humans.
The small car fishtailed around a curve, but she kept up the pace until she no longer saw the man in her rearview mirror.
She did as he said and ransacked the cabinets until she found a small first-aid kit.
"I think so," she said and held up a small syringe.
There was no food in the cottage, so she turned a small log into cans of soup.
"You aren't alone in that," she said with a small smile.
She drew the gun at the small of her back and aimed it at the head of one of the vamps.
They retreated to the other side of the small room, and he stepped aside.
Darian emerged from the kitchen, trailed by a small, shapely woman with dark, curly hair tied in a ponytail.
He carried on with Bianca like the sister she now was, and Jule couldn't help feeling a sense of gratitude towards the small woman with the quick smile, warm gaze, and healing energy.
It was as if small objects had been buried in the ground, and their weak magic was muffled.
He sat and stared out the window while nibbling on a piece of cheese from the plate of cheese and crackers on a small table at his side.
"It wasn't the last time," he said with a small smile.
He faced the small man with glowing green eyes.
The scent of the ocean was on the air, and the area in front of them was guarded by tourist police while tourists camped out in small tents up and down the road.
She rose and stretched then left the small house on a hill for a quick walk.
There were twenty of them, far more than the small house could hold.
She faced her father, not expecting to see the small crowd of people on the other side of the monument.
Jenn lowered her hands and strode to the small collection of her things: a towel for the gym, a bottle of water, and a backpack filled with the weapons Jonny had given her when they returned a couple hours ago from Ireland.
He sat beside her bed, his large body awkward in the small chair.
Next to a small toiletry bag was a brush, hair clip, and scrunchie.
She turned to face the small man and gasped.
The shaded patio was as wide as the mansion, with two small outdoor bars and groups of chairs around tables.
Damian glanced at the new text message from Han before his gaze returned to the small base camp tucked between two ridges in the Tucson Mountains.
She pulled her knees to her chest, feeling small and vulnerable once more.
"Nothing like that," he assured her with a small smile.
After another half an hour, she gathered up a small backpack she'd found in a closet.
He retrieved a jar from the small refrigerator and laid it next to a surgical knife, a large rubber tube, and a huge syringe.
He sliced through two vamps before shooting the other two in the small courtyard.
He turned to see the small man with bright green eyes that glowed in the moonlight.
He studied the small man infatuated with his phone.
"Thank you, Damian," she whispered and placed a small kiss on his elbow.
He released a small burst of power into her.
The wing housed an indoor basketball court, indoor pool, a small game room, and a huge theatre room where music blared from some action movie.
He shook hands with Damian, a small smile on his chiseled features.
"Traci found several of the vamps' stash houses here in Tucson," Rainy said, motioning them to follow him into a small, dark study humming with electronics.
He went back to his small room and sat on the bed staring at the white wall in front of him.
For the first time in his life, he felt helpless to help the small form of the woman before him.
The men piled into two Tahoes, and the woman led her to a small Honda.
Sit your ass down, Linda said, planting her small form between them and physically pushing the man who towered over her.
She jumped, watching as he folded himself into the small chair across from her.
"We can—" He pushed her away from him and drew a deep breath, withdrawing a pistol from the small of his back.
She pocketed her list and trailed him to the area just beyond the patio, where the scent of hot dogs and s'mores greeted her long before she reached the small group circled around a bonfire.
"That he will," Traci said with a small smile.
She guided the crying woman inside to her library and dug through the small satchel near her favorite chair.
He'd always found something wrong, something evil or bad, no matter how small the inclination.
The salesperson recognized her and reappeared with a small box.
"Here is the original," he said, pulling her necklace from a small baggy.
Jule freed a gun from the small of his back and pointed it at the vamp beside her.
He led her into a small, grey elevator that plunged quickly to the depths beneath the mountain.
They stopped in a small command center, where one wall displayed monitors.
She twisted her head to see the jumbled outlines of the small army of vamps running toward them from the direction of the burning mountain.
The men on the small base drew their weapons at the sight of Darian.
Sofia turned off the shower and dried herself before opening the door between the small bathroom and the bedroom.
Traci handed her a small pile of her clothing.
I think this was a small thing they call fate, he assured them.
Damian replaced his necklace around her neck, a small comfort until his work in the European front was finished.
The small book it hefted made its stooped posture almost double over.
He pushed the small book around then opened it.
A small hourglass with black sand was in his palm.
She tucked the hourglass into the small pocket inside her dress at waist level.
He offered a small smile, not nearly as large as the one he'd given her the day he gave her the advice that ended up condemning her.
Those skills give me a small chance of leaving, he reminded her.
She accepted the small vial.
His hands skimmed her arms to circle her and rest at the small of her back.
One of his nails scratched her rhythmically, sending small streaks of pleasure through her.
She released her breath and placed it in the small pocket of her dress.
Deidre flinched as the small blonde woman went down.
She halted and quickly piled five small stones in an arrow pointing back the way they'd come, then wiped her muddied hands on her jeans.
The Deans had feared the long Colorado winter might slow down frisky Fred but, if anything, the opposite occurred, due in no small measure to his young pal and junk sale cohort, Martha Boyd.
Then, with her head bowed, taking small spoonfuls, she asked, If I did something really bad—if I broke a really important rule, what would you do?
There was a small room beneath the stairs on the main floor, rented in the past but occupied by Martha since her January arrival.
He was the most talented player the small Ouray school had produced in years.
Randy continued to talk, more rapidly than necessary, mentioning a small wedding.
Neither baseball nor football was available at the small Ouray High School.
That's no small chore.
It was a small white bone approximately one inch long.
He dropped the small bone in his pocket.
He said in a small town like Ouray, it was an exception when the jury didn't know half the parties in his court.
To escape the smiling innkeeper role, he plodded barefoot out back to the small patio, fired up the barbeque, popped the cap on the first of the last three Fat Tire Ales and stretched out on Cynthia's chaise.
He held up the small white bone he'd found at the mine.
"It's very small," adding, "maybe a little finger or a ring finger.
And it's not a body—only one small bone.
He missed the small girl and her shy smile a hundred times a day.
A bookish man with glasses, wearing a white lab coat, opened the door to the small house.
Their small car didn't have room to haul the container across the prairie.
Ooh's and aah's rang around the small patio as various goodies were presented for general perusal.
Fred examined the small bone and handed it back to Cynthia who gingerly dropped it into a small crystal jewelry box on her bureau.
How many prop skeletons could there be in the small town of Ouray?
Even if he wasn't directly involved, it's a small high school and booze parties are probably common knowledge.
On impulse she opened the small crystal box where they'd placed the bone.
It was senseless to look elsewhere, as both had been present when Cynthia placed the small fragment in the cut glass enclosure.
Jennifer began snapping her small camera at the first vista until she realized she'd used more than half the roll.
A small rock trickled down, bouncing and skipping before stopping by Dean's shoe—the slight noise was a rumble in the mountain stillness.
Small world, isn't it?
He could still hear her stifled sobs as he cautiously moved down the slope, wedging his foot against rocks and small vegetation for purchase.
She looked up, somehow seeming small in spite of her height, but there was fire in her eyes.
It was Friday, a week day, and the height of the season, so he had expected most of the town's folk to be too busy for political small talk.
Even more disconcerting, while Dean knew a small number of those present, he didn't spot a one of Fred's supportive cronies.
He left it at the desk, as he wasn't up to the small talk a personal delivery would entail.
The conversation turned back to the substitution of the skeleton and the theft of the small bone from their room.
Ten minutes later, Lydia Larkin answered her door dressed in very tight and very small white shorts with a red elastic thing that covered only her breasts and nothing of the acres of skin in the middle.
Fred volunteered to temporarily move down to Martha's small first-floor room next to the Deans.
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.
He had done his small part in helping Ed Plotke get to California—that's all.
The three went to Fred's temporary quarters in Martha's small first-floor room to compose the message.
Eyes widened when she learned someone had pilfered the small finger bone from Cynthia's bureau and she shivered when told the Deans had been followed into the mine.
Children from the nearby campground drifted sticks and other small floating matter in the stream.
They continued to watch as the children began tossing small stones at their floating treasure, trying to halt its progress, when the sound of a horn startled them.
If love alone was a measurement of success, the future of the three had a small measure hope.
Truth be known, he felt a small measure of relief, at least until he opened the mail to a flurry of bills.
In the meantime, Wynn was trapped in a room that felt way too small with the deity he meant to kill instead of the human he almost succeeded in killing.
He circled the small, blonde woman and stopped behind her, gaze on Gabriel's name, which was written across her back, along with the Immortal mating script.
They continued, and Deidre's attention went to a small shop behind the tents, from which incense drifted.
He crossed his arms, dark gaze hard, towering in the bedroom that suddenly felt too small for her.
He lifted a small soul-tracking device off the table, a round compass whose edges were lined with symbols from a dead language too old for him to read.
Her hands were rubbing her sweater absently, her silver-white hair long and loose, hanging almost to the small of her back.
A small pulse of power, and the man dropped.
Gabriel knew Darkyn well enough to know the demon lord would exact no small fee for these favors.
He set down the tray on the small table near the blazing hearth and sat.
She stopped and gazed around, spotting a small dirt trail a few feet away.
Her gaze lingered on a small bunch of colorful flowers hugging the base of a tree.
Gabriel watched Deidre's small form walk into the forest.
She stopped in front of a small mural depicting a triangle with a form at each of the points.
Pushing himself away from the book that would reveal nothing he sought, he went to the small, square window overlooking the stone structure of the Sanctuary.
He didn't realize how great of a transformation had really taken place within the small woman gazing up at him.
One of his thumbs stroked the small of her back as he thought.
Gabriel was never one for small talk.
"For once, I agree with Darkyn," Gabriel said, staring at the Dark One with no small amount of surprise.
Darkyn was claiming his territory with one small touch.
This one was the size of a small apartment, stacked ceiling to floor with bodies.
Carmen was small and delicately built, but she had spirit.
What they found was the tracks of two small bears.
Taking a small tablet and a pencil from her purse, she put them in front of him.
It was a small strained smile, but it was an actual smile.
Her small effort was rewarded with a warm sweet smile.
He was on light duty, working only with small animals; and part time.
The off-the-shoulder style with its white lace made the most of her newly acquired tan, and the shiny black belt and full skirt made her waist look small.
The surface of the pond was as smooth as glass, reflecting a small fluffy cloud as it floated across the inky sky.
Impatiently waiting for her longtime surgeon, she pushed herself off the table and crossed to the desk, where a small folder sat.
It was lunchtime, and the sidewalk was packed with people in business attire headed to the small bistros, cafes and other eateries lining the business district of downtown Atlanta.
She drank straight from the bottle as she moved around the room, gathering and piling clothing into a small suitcase.
I've been watching the events unfold with no small amount of entertainment.
The balmy morning breeze drifting in from the small window was fragrant with the scents of the ocean and bread from the Sanctuary's kitchens.
Green smoke swirled from the man's ears and mouth, forming a fog around Gabe's hand before crystallizing into a small emerald.
Dressed in a sundress and sandals, Deidre left the bungalow on the beach and walked down the long driveway to the small road.
"I'm going to guess you kill people for a living," she said, eyes on what was definitely a line of small throwing knives and was that a sword lining the thigh on the far side?
Gabe used his magic to communicate with the small life.
"Tamer," he said to the small man behind the counter.
For the first time since taking over the underworld, he had a small semblance of direction.
Ocean surrounded the small island, upon which a fortress sat, several hundred meters away, up a sloping hill on top of solid rock.
Terrified Gabriel was coming to kill her, she sought a place to hide, finally settling on a small, dark space under a counter.
Gabriel rubbed his jaw and strode out of the Oracle's small room.
It was small enough, it could be anywhere.
Her room was tiny, barely fitting a twin-sized bed and a small, wooden dresser.
Wynn was brilliant at small talk, distracting her and making her laugh with his dry, morbid humor.
Stymieing her sunny nature now was a small sacrifice compared to seeing it snuffed forever.
She paused, afraid of where this doorway led, and steadied her breathing before stepping through, at once disoriented to appear in a small kindergarten class.
It destroyed everything, and I was an only child from a small family.
Seeing Gabriel made her insides flutter and the world seem too small to be anywhere but his arms.
It grabbed her, and a small part of her recognized Gabriel.
She strained to move, regretting she couldn't have one small moment of peace.
The small woman was one Gabe had known for years.
Some small part of him cared enough to sit with her tonight.
Her small body cradled in his arms, he wasn't able to remember the last time he felt so relaxed.
"I'd like that," she said with a small smile.
She gave him the same sign she always did: a small smile.
We have one other small matter between us, but" past-Death smiled again "I don't lose.
Death smiled serenely and placed her small hand on the book.
Katie looked to the fridge, where a small business card was stuck beneath a cartoon magnet.
The death dealer stared at her, much larger in her small living room than he was in the middle of the street.
The death dealer took up much of the small space, his trench still on despite sitting at the kitchen table.
Amused, Rhyn stopped pacing and sat, staring the small creature down.
His eyes glowed as small marshmallows tumbled into his cup.
The hearth blazed opposite her position on a plush sofa with buttery leather in a small study with Persian carpets.
Her move toward the fire was reflected in a small mirror behind the desk in front of which he stood.
"Let's hope it's me," he said with a small smile.
The office was small but clean and smelled of fried food.
She fingered the small teal evening purse hanging around her wrist, where her cell phone was.
Its voice was hoarse, and it spoke with a small lisp.
She looked out of the front of the cell into a small corridor with equally harsh lighting.
It stood and retrieved small blue pellets from its bed, offering them to her.
Lankha retrieved a small satchel from its bed and sat cross-legged on the floor beside her feet, withdrawing small vials and balled gauze.
His touch lingered on bruises, and he retrieved a small tool when he reached the hem of her dress.
His eyes were black and empty, his frame small and wiry.
She was surprised she could walk at all and knew a few ounces of blood had been a small price to pay for Lankha's work, which she'd never have gotten for all the money in the world at home.
The creature twisted her wrist and squeezed, capturing her blood in a small vial.
He tugged on another jumper and then lifted her onto the bed with strength that seemed at odds with his small form.
The robed man was small.
There was a small scream, then the crack of bone and ripping of flesh.
She saw his large frame against the night sky outside the small cave, human one moment, then decidedly not the next.
She shifted from her seat in the cave to stand at the edge of the cave, furious at him for leaving her in a small
The churning sea below was littered with jagged rocks that looked small from her perch a hundred feet above them.
She tossed the fish back to the ocean and coiled the rope, hiding it beneath several small rocks in the back of the cave.
There were small white houses here, one with a dog that barked as she passed.
There were several small vehicles, several more men with donkeys, and a slew of boats departing the harbor for the morning catch.
He led her back the way she'd come and to a small house with a couple dozen fluffy sheep in a pen in back.
When she emerged, she saw tea and cookies on the small table tucked into a corner of the living room.
Just a road leading to the small parking area and a closed ticket booth for the ferry.
Katie returned, tossing the sleeping bag and a small shaving bag filled with basics on one bunk.
They made their way to a small group at one side of the bar and squeezed their way into a booth meant for four and already holding four.
There were two beds in the room and a single bathroom off to one side along with a small living area.
She crossed to the small desk and rustled around for the complimentary paper and pen.
A small, older woman in severe grey opened the door.
Kiki clasped his hands and offered a small bow.
Rhyn shoved past Kiki into a small courtyard.
He carefully lowered Katie to the small bed.
Immediately, the second woman reappeared with a small basket full of medicinal wares.
The woman led her straight into a small cafeteria with rustic tables and benches, an open fireplace, and a sagging buffet table along one wall.
His lips traced the line from her neck to her jaw with small, hot kisses, sending exquisite shivers through her.
She sat on the bed, placing her small satchel of belongings on the nightstand.
She faced him, suddenly overly aware of how small the room was and the fact that he leaned against the only way out.
He pulled out a small stack of clothing from the backpack and peeled off his shirt, displaying the lean, muscular body beneath.
They strode through the bedchamber to a small living room to the side with a flat-screen TV and comfortable-looking couch.
Opposite the living room was a massive bathroom with marble floors, a Jacuzzi, small sauna, and a large shower with multiple shower heads.
Small tables seating four were well spaced for privacy, with candles lighting each table and an assortment of flatware she'd never seen before.
The beautiful woman pulled a card from her small purse and handed it to her.
Katherine, I have a small breakfast waiting for us with the girls.
Rhyn took in the small marble statues and portraits of wealthy Venetians on the walls.
Gabriel had told him just how small and cluttered her apartment was.
The courtyard bordered a small grassy park off which several trails ran from the grassy area into the still dark woods.
He whipped out a curved knife from the small of his back and tossed it in the air, catching it easily.
He neared it with a small frown.
He.d heard these words more than once over the past few days and couldn.t help the small part of him that agreed.
He retrieved a small bottle of what looked like perfume and brought it back, holding it out to her.
Sasha seemed to be ignoring her, though a small smile of amusement was on his face.
The woman was small and pale with eyes so dull, she seemed almost lifeless.
She dropped a note into the absent secretary.s inbox then went to the first basement level, which housed supplies, clothing, and other essentials in the form of small department stores whose wares were free to all Immortals.
She visited the small café and dropped three boxed lunches into a tote bag along with extra cocoa and marshmallows in case Toby woke up soon.
She continued to the small women.s boutique that stocked every kind of facial and body care product she.d ever heard of—and many she hadn.t.
Only then did she venture closer to where they.d been and snag a small box smoothly from the shelf, pushing it under everything else to the bottom of the bag.
She tucked the small box into her jeans pocket and covered the bulge with her sweater, ducking into the bathroom to hide it before rejoining Ully for their small lunch.
Gabriel was at his place in the underworld, a small cottage tucked into Death.s realm, in the Everdark forest of Immortal trees whose hissing, fanlike leaves and snake-like branches moved to catch the quiet wind.
Gabriel.s small cottage was lit by a single candle that cast light on a collection of weapons along one wall and a few books on a bookshelf on another.
He smelled the ocean and stood on a beach of red sand edged with small
He walked up the beach and into the shrubs, finding a path that led to a small village of red cottages.
She was dressed in a long, white fur coat that Katie had no doubt cost more than a small house.
Kris poured himself chilled whiskey from the small refrigerator tucked in a corner.
The baby angel gave a small smile that filled her with relief.
They emerged in a small conference room with one wall made of windows.
Katie didn.t recognize the woman who greeted them and ushered them into the small fortress on an undeclared—hidden by magic—island in the Caribbean.
The first light of day filtered in through the small square window above her bed.
She eased the small trunk out from under his bed and carried it into the hallway.
Several were open, and she saw much more comfortable accommodations and beds than at the small Sanctuary.
A small door—possibly leading to a bathroom or closet—was closed and blocked by one of Ully.s science toys the size of a copy machine.
Toby had tons of them in his small bedchamber off hers.
A small woman in a brown robe rushed to remind him of the rules.
"I have something to show you," she said and took his hand, pulling him toward the guest rooms lining the small courtyard.
He allowed her to pull him into her small room and close the door behind him.
Kiki, the Ancient from Asia, sat beside Kris at the small conference table and looked him over with a frown.
"But, that.s for a different time," Kris said with a small smile.
It was a severed hand, a woman.s hand by its small size.
Her words fed at the small piece of him that didn.t want to live in Hell forever, that still thought he could go back to the Immortals and his old life.
A small woman in convent browns entered and curtseyed.
Daniela led them to the men.s wing, where one sweaty, bloodied Immortal was standing outside of Sasha.s room while the other stood guard over Jade, who was hogtied in the middle of the small courtyard around which the men.s wing was situated.
Even with the door closed, Jade.s madness and the sounds of his body thrashing against the wall were audible in the small courtyard.
Rhyn took the small creature under one arm.
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.
Her small body molded against his.
He reached into his pocket and withdrew a small black pouch, pouring its contents—two green gems holding the dust of human souls—into his palm.
The quaint streets of Pacific Grove were quiet during the weekday, with a small group of women lingering in the midmorning sun at the café on the corner.
From the outside, it looked like the other small mom-and-pop stores lining the street.
She maneuvered through sculptures and other exhibits on the floor to the small office in the back.
Kevin, a small man with a quick smile and trendy glasses, smiled as she opened the door.
Kevin crossed his office to the small safe and drew out a small pile of cash.
With his small frame and bright eyes, he'd always reminded her of an elf of some sort.
Rather than return home right away, she explored several small jewelry stores, looking for the perfect gift for Evelyn before she took her daily trip to the gym.
The small man waited next to A'Ran's trusted second-in-command, Ne'Rin, whose sister was one of the three before him.
He stepped into the bright sunlight and withdrew one of hundreds of grey swords housed in small racks along the back side of the dwelling.
Evelyn's wedding was for a hundred invitees in a small chapel by the ocean followed by a reception for over twice that many guests.
Most of the guests were Evelyn's friends and family; Romas's small party consisted of only a handful of men-- cousins, according to Evelyn-- looking like an NFL team dressed uncomfortably in their tuxes.
They left the row house for the park across the street, where a small spacecraft awaited them.
Pretty for so small a creature.
It twisted its odd little face to look at her and sniffed at her arm with its small trunk.
She tucked the creature in her hands under one arm and left the small room for a long corridor in similar dark grey which glowed more brightly from indistinguishable light sources.
There had been several dozen mistranslations from the small translator attached to her ear lobe.
She placed a dark grey device the size of a small button on her earlobe like an earring.
Behind the tent and its low, shallow steps was a small group of blond warriors surrounding a fifth man with darker skin and hair.
Two of the cats, young and small enough to be kittens or perfectly sized adult tarantulas, detangled and darted from her pillow to the table.
Kiera rubbed her arm with a small wince and forced herself to turn away.
She is too small and khorj to bear warriors.
A small, round object twice the size of a dinner plate appeared from the chasm and skimmed over several feet of grass to reach them.
A'Ran sent for his sisters to meet them outside the small dwelling they had taken refuge in several years ago.
She hesitated, but Talal entered and reappeared several moments later with a small bowl of water.
They walked a short distance to an open atrium in the center of the house, complete with a small oasis rising up from white stone and curved benches.
Trickling water circled the oasis, its source a small spring in the center.
Talal gave one of her small bows and stayed where she was as Kiera walked away again.
Suns, she corrected herself with a small smile.
She couldn't remember when the outdoors had felt so small or when it'd become so humid she was sweating in place.
She felt tears in her eyes at the small reminder of her past life and hugged the gifts to her chest.
The sword implanted next to the downed man's ear, and her small gasp drew the attention of the observers.
The small man with white irises drew near her, his eerie, unblinking gaze making her uncomfortable.
Today his gaze fell to the white-eyed, small man that had addressed nishani the prior day.
Jetr met his gaze with a small smile and deferential bow of his head.
Jetr said nothing but offered a small bow of his head.
Nishani started with small adjustments to the battle before her, as if testing for the results of her decisions.
Her small, shapely form grew tenser and closer to the computer as the levels increased.
Nishani followed and gripped his forearm with both of her small, soft hands.
"Perhaps because you are so small," he said with a trace of amusement.
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