Quotes About Glared

Ambassador Winters, allow me to introduce my aunt Abby and her....boyfriend.' Townsed tensed. Abby glared. And Rebecca Baxter looked like she was going to choke on her chewing gum.

That's what I thought. When I looked that human in the face. I figured he was either a genius or crazy." Artemis's cool eyes glared at them from the screen. "So which is it?" asked Foaly. "A genius or crazy?" Root grabbed his tri-barreled blaster from the gun rack. "What's the difference?

What is this Chocho business?' Will muttered to himself. But his friends overheard the comment. 'It's a term of great respect,' they chorused, and he glared at them. 'Oh, shut up,' he said.

Spoon came up next to me. The cop frowned his disapproval with everything he had. Not just his mouth frowned. All of him joined in. He had a unibrow and Cro-Magnon forehead. They frowned too. He glared at Spoon, then turned it back at me. "And you are?" "I'm

Would you prefer some other woman takes these quarters?" There was no point in lying. "No." "Very well, then." "This will make things harder," she said. "Are you unfit for the challenge?" She glared at him.

Let's review. I came to you, because I wanted to go to the authorities. You demanded that I didn't. I told you it was stupid. I told you things always got out. You dug your heels in." "I don't believe you." "Wait." She held up her hand. "Let me check if I care." Hugh glared at her. "No," she said. "Apparently, I don't. It's good that we got that straightened out.

Infuriated to the point of speechlessness, Kathleen glared at him while Helen discreetly pried the butter knife from her clenched fingers.

Dammit. What kind of weapons are they toting?" "Uh, teeth. Mostly teeth, Harry." I glared at him. "Not the dogs.

The customer glared. Then she threw the bonnet at Sophie and stormed out of the shop. Sophie carefully crammed the bonnet into the wastebasket, panting rather. The rule was: Lose your temper, lose a customer. She had just proved that rule. It troubled her to realise how very enjoyable it had been.

The Alchemyst had discovered that the seats revolved and had been amusing himself by swinging back and forth. His chair squeaked with each turn.Finally Prometheus turned and glared at the immortal. "If you do that one more time, I'm going to feed you to the Lotan myself." "And I will help," Niten added.

The long-forgotten, living eyes of the portrait began to torment him, and then his madness became dreadful. All the people who surrounded his bed seemed to him horrible portraits. The portrait doubled and quadrupled itself; all the walls seemed hung with portraits, which fastened their living eyes upon him; portraits glared at him from the ceiling, from the floor; the room widened and lengthened endlessly, in order to make room for more of the motionless eyes.