“So, you really think…” Dylan’s voice trailed off as soon as he saw me. His eyes moved up and down my entire… — Rachel K. Burke Copy Share Image
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“You sure you don't want me to bring you back something?" Her eyes moved in the direction of his office. "A hit… — Christina Lauren Copy Share Image
“There was something strange about her eyes. They were mysteriously lacking in depth. They were lovely eyes, but they did not seem… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Anson looked searchingly at her. His eyes moved over her body. He thought: you meet a woman and she starts a chemical… — James Hadley Chase Copy Share Image
“His eyes moved over me, but hovered mostly on my face. That was almost worse. Who am I without this? I thought.… — Leah Raeder Copy Share Image
“He blinked , and his eyes moved at last from her face, slowly taking in her appearance, and- with what seemed to… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
From the girl who sat before me now...surged a fresh and physical life force. She was like a small animal that has… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I was observing her closely as I talked, and after a while I began to get the impression that she was not,… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
“Affraig’s eyes moved to the oak tree that towered above her, its branches like antlers against the white sky. Her gaze travelled… — Robyn Young Copy Share Image
“As far as I could recall, with long hair, she had been just another cute coed. From the girl who sat before… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“My eyes moved over his face. 'Why did you do it?' He was silent for a couple beats, looking down, taking his… — Mia Sheridan Copy Share Image
“From the advertisement, his eyes moved up the skywalk, the zigzagging metal bridge that connected various locations in the neighborhood to the… — Aravind Adiga Copy Share Image
“You know, I still feel in my wrists certain echoes of the pram-pusher’s knack, such as, for example, the glib downward pressure… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
