Powerful Dark Quote by Eileen Goudge Download Open image ““blue-and-white helmet, and the muscles in his powerful dark forearms knotting as”” — Eileen Goudge ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Powerful Dark
“I gripped the hem of his shirt and pulled it upward and over his head,taking a long moment to enjoy the view:smooth,eternally golden skin… — Chloe Neill Copy Share Image
“right knee knuckling inward as his backswing began, trunk twisting to its limit as his left shoulder turned under his chin. ‘Every muscle” — Kevin Cook Copy Share Image
“His hands, swinging curve-fingered at his sides, looked like they were molded of brown clay by a sculptor who thought big and liked veins. His hair was brown and dry and dead, blowing around his head like a poor toupee about to fly loose. His face was a chipped chunk of concrete, with eyes of flawed onyx. His mouth was… — Richard Stark Copy Share
“He moved like a bird; twitching and bunching his shoulders. His head angled back and forth to watch me, and as he did, his… — J.D. Stroube Copy Share Image
“Life kicks you on the face, especially the moment you take the helmet off your head to stop and rest.” — Vikrmn Copy Share Image
“spanning the entire width of his back were two massive feathered, folded wings, their roots at his shoulder blades, their tops curving up over… — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“IT IS THE colour of a bleached skull, his flesh; and the long hair which flows below his shoulders is milk-white. From the tapering, beautiful head stare two slanting eyes, crimson and moody, and from the loose sleeves of his yellow gown emerge two slender hands, also the colour of bone, resting on each arm of a seat which has… — Michael Moorcock Copy Share
“Campbell was an ordinary-looking man, but he was extravagantly costumed in a uniform of his own design. He wore a white ten-gallon hat and… — Kurt Vonnegut Jr Copy Share Image
“tall, strong, heavy, nut-brown man, his tarry pigtail falling over the shoulder of his soiled blue coat, his hands ragged and scarred, with black,… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
“[He] Spoke and rose to full height, sword in air, Then cleft the man's brow square between the temples Cutting his head in two -- a dreadful gash Between the cheeks all beardless. Earth resounded Quivering at the great shock of his weight As he went tumbling down in all his armor, Drenched with blood and brains; in equal halves… — Virgil Copy Share
“His arms are tatted up, half sleeves to his elbows. His eyebrow is missing a ring they must’ve confiscated. Dark blue eyes dark brown… — Various Copy Share Image
“Then he folded his arms on his chest, so his biceps strained at the sleeves of his t-shirt, courtesy of the arm curl machine.” — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“Why was it that the only choices that truly mattered were the ones you felt least prepare to make?” — Eileen Goudge Copy Share Image
“and in the wedge of light from the hallway she thought she saw something flicker” — Eileen Goudge Copy Share Image
“feel ridiculous,” she muttered. “And I feel like a jerk for getting thrown,” — Eileen Goudge Copy Share Image
“Looking at him now, she saw a study in contrasts. Someone who was kind and loyal but who could also be stubborn and intractable;… — Eileen Goudge Copy Share Image
“The spell is at its strongest in the center of the room,” I added. “So whatever you want to hold, you wanna put it… — Rachel Hawkins Copy Share Image
