Quotes About Ominous

She walked about with the rather fated expression you see in photographs of girls who have subsequently been murdered, but nothing had so far happened to her.

Thunder in the Sky Twelfth

Certain houses, like certain persons, manage somehow to proclaim at once their character for evil.

He is Fright!" she said in an awed whisper. "But never talk about him again unless you can help it; he always knows when he's being talked about, and he liked it, because it gives him more power.

Mrs. Bittarcy rustled ominously, holding her peace meanwhile. She feared long words she did not understand. Beelzebub lay hid among too many syllables. ("The Man Whom The Trees Loved")

You ever get the feeling all hell's about to break loose and there's nothing you can do about it?

Your doom awaits you.

I guarantee you I'm not going to forget your voice. We're going to run into each other down the road sometime, and when we do I'm going to pop you apart one rivet at a time." "There's the monster. Hello, monster.

They're waiting for you. Go on in." Adrian leaned close to Keith's ear and spoke in an ominous voice. "If.You.Dare." He poked Keith's shoulder and gave a "Muhahaha" kind of monster laugh.

Adrian's face was the picture of perfect politeness and restraint, meaning something disastrous was about to happen.

They're waiting for you. Go on in." Adrian leaned close to Keith's ear and spoke in an ominous voice."If. You. Dare.

There was something coming up the street on the opposite side. It was something black . . . Something tall and black . . . Something very tall and very black and very thin. Who?

Besides, that thing was waiting for him. Waiting for him—

It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage...

Like a black pirate flag on the blue ocean of air, a hawk hung ominous; then, plummet-wise, dropped to the hedgerow, whence there rose, thin and shrill, a piteous voice of squealing. By

Sure, it was nice now, but eventually there would be running and screaming and blood on the floor.

Sebastian glanced around. "Raises my hackles, though"—another flash of lightning—"almost like it's . . . haunted." Sebastian gets a cookie.

Sooo . . . anybody else have a sense of impending doom?" Finn asked around a mouthful of Mayday bar.

Kiyoaki's pride was hurt. Satoko, with a boldness that might be construed as unfeminine, had pointed out the dog's corpse, ignoring its ominous implications. She had adopted a suitably pleasant and straightforward tone of voice, which bore witness to her elegant upbringing; she had the freshness of ripe fruit in a crystal bowl. Kiyoaki was ashamed of his hesitation, and felt cowed by Satoko's capacity for directness.

No entiendo por qué tengo constantemente este presentimiento de un desastre inminente

the political fallout of cold, hunger, lawlessness, and despair had grown ominous.

Something tells me this isn't going to end well for everyone involved. Someone may get turned into a frog yet." And that was the good news.

They found what some might call a preternatural silence.

Although nothing has yet come out of the sea, from the ruined village figures have emerged and headed for the Tower.