He followed her to the kitchen.
The four of them followed Felipa upstairs.
No man ever followed his genius till it misled him.
He followed Julia out the door and closed it securely.
The little princess had also left the tea table and followed Helene.
Yancey noticed the movement and followed her gaze to the man.
Adrienne followed him to the other car.
She followed him across the valley and up a steep slope.
Alex followed her and stumbled on the stairs.
Carmen followed Dulce into the empty hallway.
She followed him for miles, trying to keep up with his long strides.
Hugs, intros and congratulations followed as we emerged from the car.
I followed Quinn down to the water's edge as the women waved from whicker rocking chairs on the wide verandah.
There followed the familiar tossing and turning, telling me the dreams had begun.
The frightened fox scampered away as fast as it could; and Aristomenes followed, clinging to its tail.
She followed him without comment.
She followed while I waited for my wife.
So he followed the Prince into the great domed hall, and Dorothy and Zeb came after them, while the throng of people trooped in also.
The four men followed them for some distance, and then lost them on the hillside.
The doctor was followed by a Russian assistant.
This time he followed the main road for a while before dipping off onto a well used trail.
She turned the horse and followed his mule up a dune, reining in at his side.
He lifted his rifle, cocking it as quietly as he could, and she followed suit.
After nearly an hour of riding, they descended the steep walls of a draw and followed it to a small valley.
Her gaze followed in the direction he indicated.
I followed in my wife's footsteps.
She climbed into the buggy and he followed her.
Mr. Webster rode in front, and Daniel, on the old gray nag, followed behind.
Then Henry Ford came along, followed by a host of others, and cars got better and better while getting less and less expensive.
But during the first nineteen months of my life I had caught glimpses of broad, green fields, a luminous sky, trees and flowers which the darkness that followed could not wholly blot out.
Then they rose to fight the duel, and I followed the swift thrusts and parries of the swords and the waverings of poor Bob as his courage oozed out at his finger ends.
I was like little Ascanius, who followed with unequal steps the heroic strides of Aeneas on his march toward mighty destinies.
The son, lowering his eyes, followed her quietly.
And he left the room, followed by the low but ringing laughter of the sister with the mole.
Rostov, always closely followed by Ilyin, rode along the side of the road between two rows of birch trees.
The factory hands followed him.
She followed him down the hall and down the stairs.
Her troubled gaze followed her trail back up the hill and she gasped.
She followed him out on the porch.
She replaced the receiver and ignored the topaz glare that followed her across the room.
Yancey inclined his head toward the table and the man's eyes followed, lighting up.
He carefully picked up the box and Yancey followed him out to the car.
Ever since Michael discovered that Brandon lives here, he's followed me around like a puppy.
Bordeaux led his horse down the embankment and Cassie hesitantly followed.
Her gaze tried to outrun the headlights and then followed the broken line on the highway as it leaped from the dark and shot forward, disappearing under the truck.
One beautiful day followed another and she gradually wandered farther from the house exploring the ranch - sometimes on horseback, sometimes on foot.
He followed her out of the room, guiding her through the door with a light touch on her waist.
When only silence followed, she seemed to feel obligated to explain.
Thinking back, it was the pivotal point of all that followed.
The forest was similar but there was a trail I followed for a time.
He turned toward the basement stairs and we all followed.
Howie followed them, muttering he needed a distraction.
Betsy turned on the tape recorder and followed him.
The rest of us followed and we could hear Howie retching in the bathroom.
I was annoyed at the bickering that followed as it was counterproductive to any chance of long time success.
We had two runaways in a row followed by a location Howie couldn't find and a wake-up interruption from outside noise.
A stony silence followed the second playing.
The bureau responded, from the top, that all tips were welcomed and followed up, regardless of source.
Howie followed the imposter to the dining room where he dined alone.
Martha's father suffered a heart attack when she was in nursing school and her mom followed, from a broken heart, seven weeks later.
She turned my way with a scowl as she followed.
A brief silence followed.
Back and forth smiles were exchanged and there was an instance of a quiet remark, followed by knowing smiles.
The drape parted, followed by shuffled footsteps, and Martha opened the door.
Bumpus followed, slapping our legs with his tail.
Someone broke into this house of one of my targets and some sort of mayhem followed.
I unwearyingly followed the three to that horrid mall and waited for my chance.
There followed only silence.
She looked back to see if Pierre followed.
They waited in silence while he skinned the fox, then followed the brush a while, and at length turned off into the woods again.
Then he shrugged and followed Jonathan out the door.
Destiny followed her and Carmen pulled the chair beside her out so she could crawl into it.
Carmen followed her gaze and was surprised to find Señor Medena standing in the doorway.
His gazed followed the coffee cup absently as he placed it on the table.
Destiny immediately followed her command, looking back at the skunk.
She followed him to the table and sat opposite him, waiting for him to open the subject.
She followed him to the front door and looked up at him inquisitively.
But alas, when they visited the ladies room, I followed!
He looked confused, but did my bidding as Paul made a quick U-turn and followed after the speeding vehicle.
Pual followed a few steps behind.
There followed a murmured apology to the child for her language.
More than a day followed until we'd chiseled, in ever increasing light, our precious opening.
He followed the trail to the edge of the carpet then took in the dirty dishes in the sink.
Her words followed him, and he rubbed his face.
Dusty followed his instincts to the kitchen and stopped in the doorway.
Bianca shuddered and followed her into a large bathroom.
She hid the phone as Talon glanced over his shoulder again to ensure she followed.
She rubbed her head and glared at him, watching as he followed his father in the direction where both sky and sea darkened into blackness.
The arrow went over his head and was followed by two more.
Damian disappeared, followed by the man named Jonny and the woman with him.
Jenn's gaze flew up to the strange vamp, and she followed his gaze.
Her sense of dread grew as she approached and followed Jonny into his apartment.
Yully followed him out into the cold, rainy afternoon.
Jenn followed him this time.
They stayed till closing, and I followed him out.
He was driving … Jule skipped through the details of Yully's car.… Another figure followed them.
He followed the Other and the girl.
The hallways were quiet and vacant, and she followed Jonny into the dark night.
For a moment, she wondered if Darian had followed her here, too, like he did everywhere else.
Yully stepped from the warm car into the cold night and followed her father into the inn.
She stepped away from the monument amplifying her magic and followed her father.
He tugged her hand, and she followed him out of the library and through the sprawling house and a large kitchen to the back door.
He'd followed her around all morning, and she was sick of him.
He'd followed her and Jake all around the house earlier like a bored puppy.
She followed his directions, slammed her door closed, and locked it.
Damian followed him across the dusty landing pads to the helo-hangar.
In the long silence that followed, she heard Darian's sobs.
He followed the man with eyes as green as the moss in the corner of his room down the busy hallways, unaffected by the men who spit on him or shoved him as he went.
While she couldn't shake the sense of doom that followed her from the visions, she felt more normal, less afraid, at the thought that she'd be rejoining the rest of humanity for a shopping trip with the girls, even if only for a morning.
If not for the worried flicker of her gaze past him to see who followed, Damian would have thought this a social call.
An eerie quiet followed, and she wasn't sure if he'd shed his human body and take out her and everything else.
He traced his fingers over the scars on his hands and followed them up his arms, then his chest, then his legs.
Sofia followed the sound of her voice to the living room.
Sofia followed and dropped into the grass beside Traci.
She followed the vamp's fleeting directions.
He followed a familiar path through a narrowing hall and looked at his palm for the three codes written in green ink there.
Sofia followed him as the halls angled up and narrowed until Two had to walk through them sideways.
He drove them through back roads and alleys to ensure no one followed before taking the highway and exiting into a direction that appeared to be nothing but desert.
She followed Dustin and Darian down the hall.
If, for some reason, she was stuck here forever, at least he wasn't going to hurt her, as long as she followed his rules.
Carmen followed her guests to the rent house and gave them a tour.
He urged Ed ahead with a gentle nudge of the knees, and followed the peccary.
His gaze followed hers and he lifted a brow in inquiry.
Gerald mounted in his usual awkward style and followed her.
He followed her up a steep trail between two boulders and then to the top.
They followed the trail back to the horses, mounted and started down the trail.
Why else would he want to select the trail she followed - even the clothes she wore?
Rob followed Carmen's gaze and shrugged.
His tone was a firm statement that instructions would be followed henceforth.
Rob followed her gaze as he finished pulling the last leg out on the table.
Finally she revived from the shock of his words and followed him to the bedroom.
Felipa followed her and when Alex left the house, she turned to Carmen with a grin.
A tear escaped her eye and his troubled gaze followed it down her cheek.
Carmen's stomach twisted into a knot as she followed him upstairs to his office.
Dorothy kept hold of his hand and followed him, and soon they were both walking through the air, with the kitten frisking beside them.
The few signs I used became less and less adequate, and my failures to make myself understood were invariably followed by outbursts of passion.
Neither sorrow nor regret followed my passionate outburst.
I recall many incidents of the summer of 1887 that followed my soul's sudden awakening.
These were the two Emperors followed by their suites.
Suddenly the strange sound of a far-off whistling and thud was heard, followed by a boom of cannon blending into a dull roar that set the windows rattling.
Jake followed, and Han was already waiting for her.
He frowned but followed her into the cool, pre-dawn morning toward the garage.
She followed, heart racing.
Damian followed his gaze.
His gaze followed her until she disappeared into the house, and he shook his head.
He followed the group to the courtyard to spar.
He followed, and Deidre reached for him.
Dean followed his wife but she dismissed his concern.
The rest of the clan followed without a word.
A kiss and an eyes-closed hug was all they were allowed, followed by a smiling promise from the state-appointed villain, "We'll be in touch."
Silence followed until Randy said, "Hello?"
Both remembered the last time they'd watched a guest meet with a stranger and the no-end-to trouble that followed.
While there was a comment that father Joe Calvia hadn't taken the news well, no details were given, and no calls from a hospital emergency room followed.
Dean and his wife joined the group, followed by Brandon Westlake, Pumpkin Green, and a newly arrived Midwesterner named Hank.
God love him—he had followed the Boston Red Sox for sixty years and couldn't even dream of ever being there himself.
With renewed caution, the pair followed the chalk arrow, not the stones, expecting any minute to find someone barring their return.
Dean followed Joseph into the parlor.
Dean followed close behind, with Fred O'Connor trailing.
He followed her slowly, but a couple of horn toots coaxed him to move along.
Cynthia and Jennifer followed.
The old man excused himself and followed Dean to the kitchen.
Two hours remained before the last of the day's celebrations— the Jeep flare parade down the mountain, followed by a massive fireworks display—so after finishing supper, the Deans began playing catch up with Bird Song's chores.
He followed the gouged earth where the vehicle had ripped its path downward.
The rough track he followed ceased to exist, as if the vehicle had become airborne in its terrible fall.
There followed a muffled boom.
He had turned to check Lydia's light above him when another display followed.
There was polite applause, a little less then followed Fitzgerald's words, or so thought Dean.
There followed a buzz in the crowd.
There was more movement in the back of the room as Fred O'Connor entered, followed by a contingent of his followers.
A lot of sounds-like, seems-like conversation followed until consensus settled on Mulligan.
The sound of thrown objects, yells, and stomps were followed by Ginger Dawkins's terse announcement that she was moving to the Beaumont, alone, thank you.
While Cynthia didn't explain her decision to fit God and church into their busy Sunday morning schedule, once again she dressed for church and Dean dutifully followed suit.
There followed a call from Groucho, whose name Dean learned was Coleridge, telling of a report that the Boyd pair was sighted in Kansas, stopped for a tail light violation on Sunday afternoon.
She peered behind them, as if searching to see if he'd been followed.
She turned to hurry back to her car as Dean followed.
Ginger administered whack number two, followed with a 'be nice' comment.
Dean and his wife followed as he introduced the women.
About ten minutes later, he spotted it again and followed.
When Dean persisted, he heard movement, followed by a cough.
He followed her direction and tossed the garment to her.
Cynthia, who'd followed the men to the door, was the first to smother the young girl in hugs and kisses, and an ample dose of tears with the others joining in with equal enthusiasm.
A series of phone calls followed.
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.
Ralph drove and I followed in the Ford.
In the days that followed, the shooting was ruled justified and Lydia Larkin was cleared of any wrongdoing.
Cora followed her gaze, brow furrowed.
Deidre followed, surprised then angry when people jostled her instead of moving from her path.
She shook off the strange feeling and followed once more.
She followed her nose until she found the one she wanted.
I'm lucky Zamon and Darkyn both followed through.
Gabriel followed Rhyn into the portal.
His gaze followed it to the water, where it disappeared into the lake.
Her eyes traveled with intent interest over his face and followed the trail of her fingers down his neck.
Deidre looked at the demon lord, and Gabriel followed her gaze.
His eyes followed Darkyn.
His soft chuckled followed her as she left the room.
Dawn and Random followed their mother as they trotted out to the pasture.
What if he had followed me home?
So that's why you followed me home so quickly.
When Alex came home for lunch, Carmen picked up Destiny and followed him to the barn.
She followed the gurney out and watched as they lifted it into the helicopter.
Brutus followed her, whining in response to her misery.
Behind them the red-headed man followed for only a few seconds before turning back toward the house.
His sultry gaze followed her to the chair.
His attention shifted to the bear and she followed his gaze.
He glanced up from the book he was reading and followed her gaze to the picture in her hand.
She followed his gaze as he put her down to determine what had startled him.
He followed all the rules in the Code, but he couldn't help thinking he was doing something …wrong.
Gabriel followed her into it.
She heard the phone ring and followed the sound.
He'd ignored the demons swarming her apartment building and followed her over the side of the building.
Surprised by the response, Gabriel followed Darkyn's eyes around the apartment.
He followed the instinct that led him to Deidre and trotted up the stairs leading to the top of the fortress.
She followed Wynn into his home.
Comforted by her only remaining normal friend, Deidre followed him to the wing of guest bedrooms, surprised at how huge her room was.
Deidre followed with a second load.
Deidre followed her gaze, not understanding.
His gaze dropped to her lips, and his thumb followed, grazing the sensitive skin.
Vaguely, she was aware of the cool shadow world followed by the warmth of indoors.
It was followed by warm energy that Gabriel pushed into her body to calm her.
Deidre followed, barely able to make out the shape of a doorway that pulsed darker than night.
Swallowing hard, Deidre followed.
She trailed, glancing over her shoulder when the two demons outside the recovery room followed.
Death curtseyed back, gave Gabriel a final look of warning, and followed the woman in grey to afternoon tea.
The little boy followed her.
She took one more look at the ominous man in black and the sword at his hip and followed, shaking from more than cold.
She took it all in, feeling as if she'd stepped into the Twilight Zone, and followed Toby down the hall.
She followed his instructions and traded the file for two prescriptions to drugs she'd never heard of.
She followed, intent on having her tea by the window as she did every morning.
She followed them and set her cocoa down on the counter, grabbing the whiskey and retreating with the intent of drinking herself to sleep.
Gabriel followed them out obediently, content to hang around them while bored.
Katie sat, irritated to see who followed with a confident stride and two glasses of
When she accepted the glass, he followed with a quick and confident, "Let's take a walk around."
She heard Kris stir, and the cocoa-skinned Jade followed.
Andre entered, followed by a second man carrying a large tray of food.
Dawn came slowly, followed by the brilliant blue sky of morning.
She followed, startled, only to see a massive black bird the size of a pterodactyl coasting along the tops of the waves.
She followed the man at a distance, slowly confirming she was somewhere on her planet.
She followed him, praying he knew the town better than her, until they ran into a dead end.
She followed him up a set of regal stairs to the second floor, where multiple rooms lined a hallway.
Rhyn followed, painfully aware of the limp mortal body in his arms.
She crossed her arms and followed him in.
She followed what she thought was the path Ully had brought her on and found her way to the women's barracks.
She forced herself not to cover her tattoo with her hands as she followed her sister to the second floor, where the private rooms were.
Rhyn said nothing and followed her out of the study.
She followed him back to the trail.
He wondered what poor fool was stuck babysitting the high-maintenance angel as he followed Kris.
She followed, uninterested in the sterile glass and stainless steel landscape.
Kris entered, followed by someone whose appearance made her gasp.
Their gazes followed the drops of blood as they fell from her arm to the marble flooring.
The maid lunged at her again, and she darted for the kitchen, followed by Jared.s blood monkey, who was wailing with frustration.
He left the sparring level without saying a word to Ully and followed his instincts up a flight of stairs and down a narrow hall he recognized from his visit to their father.s catacombs with Kris.
Erik disappeared, followed by Tamer.
Katie followed her into another hallway on the floor where the castle.s serving staff lived.
Kiki tucked his iPad under his arm and opened a portal through which all three went before Rhyn followed.
Tamer emerged from Kris's chamber into the hallway first, armed with a scythe and a bo, while Erik followed with a long sword.
Kiki followed him through to the basements, and Rhyn stopped in front of the door to his father.s crypt.
It would be his last night with the Immortals, for no one would forgive him once he followed through with the plans forming in his mind.
Darkyn followed Jade as the madman hauled his two prisoners toward the portal to the shadow world.
He allowed Daniela to enter first and then followed.
Confused, Rhyn joined them and followed their gazes.
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.
The second snorted and strode into the cockpit, followed by the first.
Evelyn followed leisurely, unconcerned with being lost on the massive ship.
Kiera followed as Evelyn turned toward the main house, a sprawling, single-story compound made of brilliant white stone and dotted with hundreds of glass-less windows.
She took it absent-mindedly and followed her friend through the mansion.
She continued faster, and followed the corridor as it curved to the left.
She rested against the door, jarred when the flash of a grey knife crossed inches before her eyes, followed by a muted thunk as the weapon buried itself in the door.
His sisters followed, D'Ryn relaying the information to her sisters.
When set, the eldest demonstrated a simple strike and block, then corrected her form as she followed his example.
He and the others followed his lead.
Nishani followed and gripped his forearm with both of her small, soft hands.
He turned and approached the door again, interested when she followed.
Nishani followed him from the bustling, warm banquet room to the cool courtyard in front of the house beneath a full sky of suns.
The sound of a door closing and muffled voices outside the door were followed by silence.
She looked around for somewhere to sit or hide, aware the two men who'd followed her up the mountain were still there.
Leyon followed, and Mansr took her into a small dwelling on the mountain.
Each man followed in his father's shadow.
The outline turned to a bright square of light, and she followed him again.
She entered a narrow, well-lit hall and followed it through smoothly hewn walls.
Silence followed, and she wondered if her paranoia had caused her to imagine it.
She followed Evelyn into the craft, seeing only one Qatwali warrior to pilot the craft.
She followed the group down several corridors into a massive conference room filled with people in tight groups talking.
His words were followed by a long silence.
Fred followed Cynthia, asking more questions about the new guest as Dean shook his head in mild frustration.
But he gulped down his milk and followed her back to their quarters.
So you could show off those incredible legs of yours and I could watch your cute little boom-boom as I followed you, gliding around the rink.
Donnie Ryland followed close behind him.
The Deans followed Fred O'Connor's example.
Her comments brought to mind the death of Bird Song's very first guest and the strange events that followed.
Cynthia followed her husband into the room, holding the Annie Quincy dress in front of her, with a bundle of under garments beneath her arm.
Everyone followed suit, as if welcoming royalty into the warm and ancient parlor.
He hesitated, but then followed her orders and scrambled up the stairs.
There followed a long pause, followed by an abrupt thank-you and a dial tone.
There followed a cheery "good morning" from the late-sleeping Gladys Turnbull.
The Deans had utilized the site a half dozen times, including, in December, the council-sponsored full moon nighttime outing, followed by a dip in the town's hot spring pool.
A slight burst of tears followed from Martha until Dean rendered a speech on survival of the fittest, the laws of the jungle, the food chain and supply and demand.
The pair drove down Seventh Street, crossed over the Uncompahgre River and followed the dirt road to the small cluster of mobile homes.
A vehicle, a mud-splatted Blazer, with skis in a rack atop it, followed her and slowed as it passed the building.
Claire Quincy had donned reading glasses and was scrutinizing the letters as Fred O'Connor followed his notes and explained the information on Annie Quincy he had gathered at the library.
Cynthia came out of the parlor, followed by Fred, who was still seething over Claire Quincy's appropriation of the gold coins.
He must have either seen us leave Ouray with skis or followed us over there.
Effie and Claire returned, followed in by Martha and Donnie, who had been playing outside.
The rest of the climbers followed in the truck but Ryland declined to join them, turning a perturbed eye to Bird Song.
As he was finishing his conversation, a loud sound came from the kitchen, followed by a sharp cry in a man's voice, and then laughter.
Dean wandered up the penstock trail, the path he and Cynthia followed earlier, where Donald Ryland had climbed.
Once beyond access to the river below, the seldom-used path presented an unbroken cover of fresh white, now blanketed in more than a foot of fresh powder, as it followed the large pipe toward the reservoir.
Fred followed but there was little time for conversation.
He picked up her bags and followed the pair to the small room.
Dean followed them back inside.
There followed silence, then a dial tone.
The others followed quickly.
Dean had a memory of Fred draping a flannel shirt over Franny's bare shoulders, though no recollection of the order of arrival or any real details of what followed.
Donald Ryland and Franny Mulligan were checking out this evening, as soon as he returned with Donnie, followed by the Quincy sisters scheduled departure in the morning.
Dean followed her, happy beyond belief to have her once more share his bed.
It was time for the Deans to talk, to enjoy one another, the first real time together since their May wedding and hectic summer and fall that followed their move West and the opening of Bird Song.
For instance, I don't think it was a mistake that her husband followed her to Ouray as easily as it seemed.
The others followed and the trio went back inside where Dean began building a fire.
She followed him like a lost sheep.
Connor's eyes followed him.
He held the door open for Claudia and followed her into the room.
He flipped her off and followed Elisabeth.
Jackson followed her into the drawing room.
Jackson wasn't sure what to make of this, but followed her.
Ahead of her, Katie stepped off the wooden porch into the ankle high snow and followed the trail Carmen had broken earlier on her trip to light the stove in the dairy.
Katie followed her into the dairy and closed the door against the wind.
Katie followed Carmen, her voice a mixture of surprise and humor.
The friendly herd followed them, crowding the expectant mother.
There was no point in responding, so Carmen merely shrugged and followed Alex to one of the kidding stalls.
As she followed, Alex glanced back at her.
Katie gulped her coffee and followed him out the door, pausing to mouth "mother hen" to Carmen.
She followed him to one of the stalls, trying to remember the circumstances of his rejected love.
Tessa followed, voicing her objection in annoyed bleats.
He glanced up sharply at someone in the doorway and Carmen followed his gaze.
His voice followed her and when she stopped, he continued.
He silently followed her up the trail and then fell in beside her as they crossed the field.
She handed him the book and he followed her into the barn, flipping through the pages.
Some of the more friendly goats had followed her up the hill and they were ranging out ahead.
A ladder lowered, and Brady vaulted onto it, followed by Dan.
She followed the two through the acrid smoke into the command hub.
Brady started forward, and the others followed, falling into two teams.
Brady stepped aside first, and the others followed his lead.
Brady followed with reluctance, intrigued to meet the woman whose voice had kept him company for several long weeks.
Elise rushed them, and Brady followed.
Elise grabbed at Arnie, who twisted free and followed Lana.
Lana made her way through them to the general and followed his gaze.
In the paramilitary organization that relied on secrecy and loyalty to survive, the soldiers followed the man they trusted most.
He rose, angry and unconvinced she wouldn't bring whatever danger followed him to his backyard.
You think something followed her?
The scent of burnt metal and flesh soon followed, then chaos as Elise and Dan moved away from her, each going in the opposite direction under the cover of smoke.
One shot rang out, followed by two more.
The man at her back dropped, followed immediately by the other two.
She followed her friend to a portion of the underground site converted into a massive gym and training facility.
Silence followed her words.
Lana followed, unable to take her eyes off the soldiers.
She changed and placed her micro and vault into her pockets then followed Kelli out of the warehouse, through the front office space and into the street.
Dan winked at him and followed.
The youth turned a corner, and Brady followed then stopped.
Dan dropped beside him, followed by Elise and the other members of their team.
He followed Tony through the underground world and up to the town above.
Lana followed and crossed her arms.
Dan dropped beside him, followed by Elise.
Lana followed them into the medical facility after a quick look around, not recognizing the flat landscape and distant red rocks surrounding the canyon in which they'd landed.
Katie followed her instincts through the dreamscape until she climbed the last rocks and saw Rhyn curled in a ball just on the other side of a small ridge on the Sanctuary.
Lost in the food fantasy, she didn't see Gabriel disappear into the jungle. Katie blinked and looked around, still uneasy with the snakelike branches that moved of their own volition overhead. She didn't know what kind of creatures followed or what other critters would live in the Immortal jungle, but she wanted nothing to do with such a weird place.
The snakelike branches overhead were creepier when she could see them in daylight, and the few birds and insects she saw made her shudder. The sense of being followed didn't leave even in the full light of day.
He stalked off into the forest, away from the castle and cliff. Toby clambered through the brush and trees after him, the angel's footsteps loud where Rhyn's were silent. Rhyn found a deer path and followed it until he reached a snowy meadow. Crossing it, he continued to look for a place to stash the angel where the kid wouldn't freeze to death. After another hour of walking, he found a small pocket in the roots of a massive tree.
Katie frowned. In the course of a day, Gabe had gone from emotional to unaffected when discussing Death. He was distracted, and she felt like she was talking to someone completely different. Blaming herself for taking his mind off of their survival, she fell silent and followed him. Briars and branches caught her pant legs, and she found herself slowing to push more and more of the jungle's flora out of the way. Gabe, too, began to struggle with the bramble, and she noticed the jungle no longer laid their path before him. Instead of clearing away to allow them passage, it stayed where it was, obstructing them.
She followed quietly for the rest of the day.
They ran until daylight then slowed. Gabe followed a trail Rhyn couldn't see that led them to a stream. The assassin stopped and knelt to splash water on his face.
Gabriel was gone. No one followed him, let alone spoke to him. Rhyn looked around uneasily, wondering who – or what – he'd been speaking to. He started back to the spot where they'd stopped for water. A few minutes later, Gabriel reappeared.
Ully obeyed. They crept through the hallways, avoiding any that seemed crowded. Toby followed the directions he saw in his memories and led them to a small chamber near the center of the fortress. They entered and closed the door, seeing the open portal hovering in the middle. He took Ully's hand, and they stepped into it.
Katie hesitated before shuffling forward on her knees. She carefully touched the woman's leg then patted it as she followed it down to the thick roots wrapped around her ankles. Unable to see exactly how she was stuck, Katie used her cold fingers to fumble around the root and the woman's sneakers. "It's really jammed in there," she said at last.
Katie followed, trailed closely by Deidre. The sounds of their escape were nothing compared to the sounds of what followed. Katie cast a look over her shoulder and saw several demons had dropped into the jungle and transformed into panther-like forms. She stopped and reached into the pouch slung across her chest.
Kris said nothing. Rhyn's assurances that Hannah was safe in Hell didn't sit well with him. Kris followed the half-demon without knowing where they might be headed, instead thinking of just how bad of a situation he'd left Kiki in.
He took off running toward the palace, his demon vision guiding him in the darkness. Kris followed closely, and they burst onto the yards surrounding the palace.
Judge Adamson arrived and there followed more conversation at the bench and in the judge's chambers than in the courtroom.
I had to make sure you weren't followed!
The final leg of the journey was a long dirt road that climbed first through a grove of fir followed by an unbroken forest of hardwood just beginning to bud.
I'll give you a call tomorrow," he said as he turned and followed the others, adding, "Keep an eye out over your shoulder."
If you followed the car making the drop, someone would have shot you.
He followed me everywhere.
Silence followed for a moment before she added, No, that's a lie.
While it was in part at least an indictment that Dean had allowed himself to be followed, it was still the best news he'd heard in weeks.
Dr. Blanchard went up to Fred's room while the police followed Dean around the downstairs, filling out their report.
I don't think I was followed until Thursday and I lost them then before I got to the house.
Sunday was a sleep-in-late kind of day, followed by a Phillies game on TV and a few naps in between mental re-hashes of the prior late-night conversation with Cynthia Byrne.
As Dean turned the corner to 422 Collingswood Avenue, another car followed and pulled into the drive behind him.
Besides, whoever was there followed me when I finally gave up and left.
The car had quickly made a U-turn and followed Fred, not taking care to disguise its actions.
Then there was the apartment rental with Burgess's identification of Byrne, however tenuous, followed by the newspaper subscription and the motor home purchase.
But why was Fred followed from the motor home seller's house?
His mind followed suit, racing along, constructing a plan to prove his theory and more importantly, to address it.
The silence that followed stretched far longer than Dean would have liked.
Dean followed on the run, passing him and reaching the door that was already closed.
You weren't there when them thugs followed me in Scranton and I made out pretty good, I'd say.
He slid in behind another biker and followed the crouched figure evenly, absentmindedly matching the rider stride for stride for several miles as he pondered his course of action.
The odds say he skipped now that the word's out we've followed him here.
The highway to Pagosa Springs followed the San Juan River up the pass to the top of the Rocky Mountains while side streams, arush with melting snow, ice cold to the touch, cascaded down from the roof of the sky, thousands of feet above.
I followed Jeffrey Byrne and you followed David Dean.
They must have followed you to Maid Marian Lane and thought Vinnie might be stashed there.
Dean didn't comment and a short silence followed.
We weren't sure he wasn't followed or something—we whispered like a couple of kids and couldn't wait to sneak out of there.
So you followed Byrne to Norfolk and met with him.
The others followed him and Alex called after them.
Lori stood and followed her.
He followed her to the door and onto the porch, snapping on the light.
She kept walking and he followed.
She stood and followed him to the door.
He followed her up on the porch and opened the door for her.
He followed her out the door.
He followed her down the porch steps and across the yard.
His terse voice followed her.
She grabbed her purse and followed him to the truck, leaping in quickly so he could close the door and get around to his side.
She followed behind him like a puppy, stopping when he flipped a light switch.
That delicious chocolate gaze followed her all the way to his side.
Alex drove his white Dodge truck home and she followed him in her new white Buick Le Sabre feeling equal amounts of joy and guilt.
His finger left her jaw and softly followed the curve of her neck.
As she surged forward to get away from Josh, a ripping sound followed her.
Carmen followed him out to the truck, eagerly allowing him to draw her into an embrace.
She followed the plan, had the picture in-hand and was locking the door to the house when Brutus wandered up with a bloody muzzle.
Brutus followed her to the pile of hide and bones.
Alex followed her with brisk steps.
Princess followed Ed up the steep trail with an eager stride that kept Carmen clinging to the saddle horn.
Katie's laugh followed her.
She shut the car door and followed him inside.
His lips followed, softly pressing against the curve of her neck.
He followed her and studied the deer.
Alex was followed by Bill and then Josh.
Alex followed her to the sink.
As he ate, his contemplative gaze followed her flurry of activity silently.
Carmen followed Katie and Bill home and helped Katie get settled in with the babies.
Katie got to bring the babies home today, so I followed her home and helped her with them for a while.
He followed her up a jumble of rocks to the top of the ridge.
She led him along a dim trail that followed the edge of a granite cliff.
Princess followed as she led Ed to the corral, but Random and Casper decided to stay near the house.
Brutus followed, and the two calves tagged along awkwardly behind him.
Princess followed them as she walked Ed.
The foal followed, poking her nose at the rabbit.
Lightning flashed brilliantly and a clap of thunder followed.
Carmen settled into the saddle and followed him out of the corral.
Casper, Random and the foal followed them as they loped across the field to the buffalo shed.
She followed, again struck by the graceful way he rode.
Darian had followed her around like a lost puppy before she was assigned to the Black God.
The vamps followed her only to the door.
Darian followed his gaze, not smelling or seeing blood.
Her gaze followed the lightning emanating from the second Other's body.
Jenn finished arming herself and followed.
Her heart beat faster as she followed a familiar path through the obelisks.
Her gaze followed her finger as she rested it on her name below theirs.
I could've guessed Darian would fall for you the way he followed you around.
His gaze followed her as she sat on the couch again.
Darian followed close enough to make sure he went for clothing and not weapons.
She needed to know what happened to Darian, if Xander followed through and delivered the Grey God home.
A bellow sounded in the forest behind them, and moonlight gleamed off of the tips of falling arrows and the raised swords of the men that followed them.
She followed his look and drew the injured arm behind her back.
The disturbing sensation of being in a room with an otherworldly creature faded as he followed her into the hallway.
She waited for him to catch up then ducked through a door leading from the inner city beyond the walls, and he followed.
Another rustling followed, this one much closer and to the left of their trail.
He ducked over the horse's neck again as the arrows followed them and slapped the horse's rump with his sword.
She followed as far as she dared, until she drew the wary looks of the remaining guards.
Sirian followed her movement with his gaze and smiled, an unnatural glow in his eyes.
Taran followed at a distance.
A lengthy silence followed, and she bitterly considered how well he had betrayed her.
On a night like this, she could think of little else she wanted but a cup of Sirian's cider and a hot bath followed by a good night of sleep.
In the silence that followed, her eyes went again to the dead women.
Light exploded into her mind as she hit the bottom, followed by darkness.
Leery of the madman's summons, he followed the page to the round chamber.
Taran followed his quick pace toward the door, watching as the advisors rose from their seats at the tables to join their master.
Taran tore out of the great hall, followed closely by the madman, whose agitated demon swam visibly beneath his skin.
He followed Hilden silently through the hold to the dungeon, drawing his sword as they neared the door.
As he drew her into the circle of his arms, she followed his steps, wrapping her arms around his neck.
He lead and she followed.
The trail they followed led around the base of a bluff.
Two lambs followed their mother as the ewe leaped from one ledge to another.
They found the ruins about a mile further where the creek followed a gorge between two high cliffs.
She mounted Princess and followed him.
His eye followed her, but he never lifted his head.
They stood and he followed her into the house.
If Dad was going to have her followed, it was unlikely that he would have sent someone she knew.
She followed him to the rocky beach and removed her shoes and beach robe.
She scrambled behind Keaton, still splashing water at the dark form that followed her wake.
He checked the windows while she followed his instructions.
A hollow tearing sound was followed by a horrendous crash outside the kitchen window.
She followed him out on the porch, gasping as a gust of cold wind met them.
He locked the door and followed.
A knock on the front door was followed by Justin's voice.