A man stopped to talk to us and tried to pat Bumpus.
A neighbor friend tried to call me but they didn't know my married name.
A second time it tried to carry its load up the rough trunk of the tree, and a second time it failed.
Absent one of those gizmos to see around corners or a newspaper with a hole in it to held high like all the really cool spies do, Dean tried the direct approach.
Adrienne shucked her coat and tried to act nonchalant in spite of the warmth in her cheeks.
Adrienne tried to pull away from Brandon, but he hung on to her defiantly.
After all, in his own twisted way, he'd tried to help her.
After all, someone tried to get us lost in that mine and sabotaged our Jeep.
After I found out you weren't critical, I tried to call Quinn and Howie but I didn't get through.
Alex leaned down, resting a hand on her waist as he tried to separate her words from the noise of the feeding goats.
Alex took another step forward, reaching for her and she tried to climb Carmen.
Alex tried to disentangle Destiny, but she held on tight and started to whine.
Alex tried to pay, but she wouldn't let him.
All the things they tried and failed, or achieved, we have to redo.
And now he'll be all the more pissed off at her, seeing as he knows she tried to kill him.
And then she'd tried to eat chocolate and ended up in the bathroom even weaker and hungrier.
Any of our infrequent visitors or friends asking about the operation quickly developed a bleary look when we tried to explain what we did for a living.
As hard as he tried, he had no control over his power without the buffers.
As he peddled the road to Ouray, he tried to formulate a scenario of Shipton's ice park fall that made sense.
As he pulled her out of the bar, her eyes wide with fear, the boyfriend tried to stop him.
As I tried to rise to my knees I was grabbed from behind and once again, I felt a knife at my throat!
As much as he tried not to show her, he really did.
At first his mother tried to answer all his questions.
At first she said nothing but when he tried to rise, she grabbed his wrist and held it, her long nails cutting into his flesh.
Avoiding his eyes as she walked past him, she tried not to limp.
Bianca closed the door behind her then tried to open it again.
Bird Song's managerial pair tried to present a breakfast happy face over coffee cake and muffins, but their efforts continued to fall short as they waited for Martha to make an appearance.
Both of us tried to remember details of Quinn's actions when he set up a session.
Both these women quite sincerely tried to make her look pretty.
Brady eyed his friend, who tried hard not to smile.
Brady rested his laser gun on his shoulder, taking in the undisturbed minefield and pieces of bodies remaining after several of the intruders tried to cross the bio-elim field before it was disabled.
But I tried very hard to be patient for teacher's sake.
But then, hadn't she already done so when he tried to kiss her at the sink two weeks ago?
By the way, someone tried to break into my apartment last night.
Carmen pealed the gloves from her hands and tried to make her voice sound casual.
Carmen tried to be there when he ate breakfast so she could feed him.
Carmen tried to hide her surprise.
Carmen tried to sit up again, and that was when she realized she had an IV in her hand and an oxygen hose under her nose.
Carry this cat away to prison, and keep her in safe confinement until she is tried by law for the crime of murder.
Chuckling, he pushed her head away as she tried to reach his neck.
Claire took a seat offered by one of the climbers and proceeded to add to the sainthood by correcting every other sentence poor Effie tried to offer.
Claire tried to muster a schoolmarm firmness that didn't work.
Clutching the robe to her midsection, her upper chest exposed beyond control, she tried to twist from his grip.
Connor wished he could comfort the women, yet knew if he tried to speak, he would break down.
Couldn't you be tried by the women's movement for treason?
Cynthia Dean, in hoping for further confirmation that the bones had been switched, tried to contact the parents of Caleb Jones, Martha's friend who was with her in the mine.
Cynthia leaned over as they drew near one and tried to pet it, but the cow moved away a few steps and began grazing again.
Cynthia tried to clean up the topless Jeep, still aflood with the bounty of nature's deluge.
Cynthia was troubled with a headache and tried to catch an extra half-hour of sleep as Dean served breakfast to the early risers, Penny, Mick and two of the other climbers.
Darian grabbed another zombie-vamp and tried to heal him.
Darian had even tried to warn him, and he'd never wanted to see what was in front of him.
Darkyn tried to grab Katie already to get to her.
Dean asked as Ryland skied up to his son and tried to console him.
Dean closed his eyes and tried to think.
Dean felt the beginnings of a headache creep along the base of his neck as he tried to concentrate on who, among the cast of characters cloistered snugly in Bird Song, might have been responsible for Jerome Shipton's fall.
Dean had tried to telephone Cynthia once more with no luck.
Dean sped up to 80 miles an hour and turned across three lanes to an exit while the Ford tried vainly, but unsuccessfully, to follow.
Dean took a deep breath and tried to consider the implications of his answer to the caller as he made his way to his bedroom.
Dean tried hard to exclude Jennifer Radisson from consideration as a malefactor, although he reluctantly admitted his sole reason to pass on her as a suspect was his belief in her story.
Dean tried listening to the two conversations while responding to the one, all at the same time but only managed to catch Cynthia's carte blanc offer for Martha to stay, 'as long as necessary'.
Dean tried to be as objective as possible and let the report speak for itself.
Dean tried to comfort her while complying with the officer's request.
Dean tried to hide his surprise as she continued.
Dean tried to hold his wife but she pulled away.
Dean tried to ignore Edith Shipton's body as he passed the temporary catafalque erected in his office.
Dean tried to isolate the sound, looking frantically in all downward directions, trying to see a trace, a telltale puff of smoke in the gathering dusk.
Dean tried to minimize Edith's story but Fred pressed them until Cynthia related, in broad detail, all Edith had told them.
Dean tried to picture the bustling town of a century past, at one time home to a dozen saloons, four restaurants, a newspaper, nearly three hundred houses and more than a thousand inhabitants.
Dean tried to pull away but she wasn't letting go.
Dean tried to put the matter to final rest.
Dean tried to remember all the methods he'd been taught to stem panic and act rationally.
Dean tried to remember how Ryland had described the method of securing the other end of the line to the climber's body.
Dean tried to take the card but the manager protested, saying it was part of his records.
Dean turned to Cynthia who tried to busy herself picking up snack dishes from Fred's evening refreshments.
Dean, fearing the worse, tried to shake his head 'no' from the hall but no one was looking.
Deidre hadn't tried to dye her hair pink or hide the fact she was different.
Deidre opened her eyes and blinked rapidly, realizing the black she tried to clear from her sight was the black ceiling of the operating room.
Deidre tried to figure out what it was she was supposed to say.
Deidre tried to ignore him, afraid reacting would only draw more attention to herself.
Deidre tried to pull away but was unable to move.
Deidre tried to sort through her emotions and rationalize them.
Deidre tried to suck in deep breaths.
Deidre's breathing was ragged as she tried to process what she was about to do.
Do you realize how many thousands of people tried to find us?
Don't forget he killed his wife in cold blood and tried to kill me!
Earlier I considered that, but when Edith was with me, she said she tried to kill her husband.
Early cars tried to be faster and faster, to break the 60 mph barrier.
Edith moved her fingers lower and he tried to turn away.
Edith tried to close her door but Fred deftly slipped his foot in the way.
Elisabeth tried to make small talk, however, Jackson couldn't think straight.
Elisabeth was falling apart, and he tried desperately to wrap his head around what had happened.
Evelyn tried to get her to eat twice, but she couldn't stomach it.
Even Tanya tried to help.
Everyone tried a little conciliation.
Feels like our power is gone. I tried to open a portal and couldn't.
First I tried calling that Able Whitehouse guy, but I couldn't get him.
For decades, teams of three hardy fools had tried to knock each other senseless with high pressure fire hoses, while the spectators tried to escape the cross fire.
For half an hour, Jenn tried to find his trail.
For her sake, Katie tried not to look as pissed as she felt and trotted down the stairs to meet her sister.
For the first time since leaving Darkyn, Rhyn realized no one had tried to stop him yet. No demons stood in front of Kiki's door and Darkyn hadn't ordered the castle after him.
For the next week, she tried to stay too busy to think about him.
Four of the five vamps he'd chosen as bodyguards were exchanging looks of derision behind his back, and the vamp he tried to interrogate was openly ridiculing him.
Frantically, she tried to recall anything anyone might've told her about suppressing information from someone reading her mind.
Fred O'Connor rubbed his chin and tried not to look guilty.
Fred tried the outside door and found it open.
From that vantage point, if you had tried to look fifty years ahead to what the world would be like in the year 2500 BC, you would have expected very little change.
Frowning, Rhyn pulled a dagger from the wall and tucked it into his belt. He'd never tried tracking anyone through the Immortal underworld before; if Gabriel didn't want to be found, Rhyn wasn't going to find him in the death-dealer's backyard. Sweat dripped down his face in the still air of the cottage.
Gabe tried to envision the Code as a woman, one that he could negotiate with.
Gabriel stopped in front of her, his heat and nearness like a subtle siren song that tried to lure her closer.
Hadn't he tried to remain aloof?
Hannah looked down at it then at him. Her blue eyes had turned dark, and Kris shook the hair off his hands. He tried to smile reassuringly.
Have you ever tried to stop?
He always tried to govern his thinking by logic.
He even tried to get custody of Alex.
He filled Fred in on his conversation with Cece Baldwin and tried to dismiss the entire case as a waste of time.
He had his head down as he brushed his teeth, so she tried several poses.
He had tried to teach her to play the piano many times through the years, but she always became bored within a week or so of practice and gave up.
He just … I tried … Lana's throat was too tight to explain.
He kissed her hard and deep, his intensity making her hunger for him flare even as she tried to suppress it.
He never got around to the guy who tried to enter Ethel Reagan's apartment.
He never tried anything when she was around.
He never tried to hide what he was.
He reached back and tried to turn on the lights.
He said you tried to call him.
He spent the night deep in thought, forcing himself to face the dark memories he'd tried so hard to bury.
He took a deep breath and tried again.
He tried for the longest time not to cry.
He tried hard not to think about his soul being kicked around in the underworld.
He tried in vain to stop the water flow.
He tried not to think of that sad time, instead blinking away dark memories and focusing on the snow at his feet.
He tried to block that day from his mind as he played out the coiled rope from over his shoulder and moved backwards down the slope.
He tried to come up with something to say that made sense, but failed.
He tried to convince himself the reason was the burden she carried with her mother's illness, but deep down, he knew that was only partially true.
He tried to crawl upward toward her, but she just smiled down and doffed her beggar's hood so he'd recognize her.
He tried to formulate a non-accusatory question but the image of Billy Langstrom's crushed body kept getting in the way.
He tried to get away from them, but they would not for an instant let his shoulder move a hair's breadth.
He tried to get her to seek a court order against Shipton if she was in fear of him, or, at the very least talk to an attorney.
He tried to grab her once, but the offending hand was swatted away.
He tried to hide it, however, if one really listened, they could ascertain that he came from a different time and place.
He tried to hold the flashlight, but he needed both hands to secure the line.
He tried to interrogate me more but I'd had my say.
He tried to look away but I turned him by the shoulders and until our faces were inches apart.
He tried to move away, unaccustomed to anyone touching him.
He tried to move laterally, away to his right, but the gnarled branches of a now-dead bush blocked his path.
He tried to push it away, but all reason escaped him.
He tried to put his arm around her but she moved away.
He tried to put his hand over her mouth but she pulled away.
He tried to run, but she pounced and clamped onto his neck with her huge fangs.
He tried to say, "That's capital; of course she'll forget her childish promises and accept the offer," but before he had time to say it Natasha began again.
He tried to shake the dream off and go back to sleep, yet couldn't.
He tried to shift Destiny so that he had an unobstructed view of Lori.
He tried to snooze but only managed a wink or two before the plane began its descent into Norfolk.
He tried to speak but it took a few moments before the words were understandable.
He tried to talk and coughed bright red foam.
He tried to tell himself this was why he was agitated.
He tried to turn and raise himself to a sitting position while pushing her away, but she held back his arm in a strong grip and locked a crooked arm about his neck.
He tried to visualize her morphing into a wolf, writhing in pain as she transformed, foaming at the mouth, snarling.
He tried unsuccessfully to appear wounded.
He waited for Ne'Rin to fix it and tried again.
He was in for a surprise if he tried.
He was perfectly still, and she tried to concentrate on her tea.
He willed the magic out of his body and channeled it into the blood-covered soul, visualizing what it was he tried to do.
He wondered what she would think if she knew he had never tried to publish a single piece of music.
He would go to Kris and tell him just that—that Sasha had done this all, and he, Jade, had tried to help but been nearly killed by the demons!
He would not listen to anyone who tried to persuade him to stay at home.
He.d tried to reason with her, to tell her what happened.
He'd never tried to raise her as a true daughter.
He'd tried hard not to think of her or their night.
He'd tried to block all memories of a happier time for fear he'd never see such times again.
Her concentration was on the clothes, and he tried not to smile as she spent a minute petting a sweater.
Her eyes slid to Dustin as she tried to reconcile the executioner with the man who liked presents.
Her father had tried to call twice, and she tossed the phone on the bed.
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.
Her heel hit the solidness of a wall, and she tried to bolt.
Her hope flagged, and she cried then tried again.
His arms tightened around her as she tried to squirm away.
His body took it this time, and his soul didn't laugh at her as it had when she tried to turn him into a rock.
His gaze held hers and he tried to talk, but he only managed to cough.
His hands ached and he tried tying a handkerchief to ease the pressure.
His mind tried to picture what was located on that corner but couldn't.
His voice was even, as if he tried to ease some of the weight of her decision.
His whole body shaking, he tried to calm himself and withdrew, wanting to wipe away the taint of Sasha.s blood from his clothing and skin.
His words reopened the wound she'd tried to heal too quickly.
Howie had tried to explain to us that when he was under, as he called it, he had trouble telling if he was speaking aloud.
I asked, knowing they probably hadn't tried.
I assume the Colombians think the family tried to rip them off and the family figures it the other way around.
I blew apart the last thug that tried to get in here.
I came downstairs and tried to figure out what happened and then I talked to Ben and it calmed me down.
I can turn anything into something else the same size, but I'd never tried with a person before.
I can understand that after you guys tried to kill each other.
I can't just leave him! she tried again.
I cannot be certain what the result might be if you tried to kill yourself or if you died of unnatural causes.
I closed my eyes and tried to think clearly.
I guess she tried to escape and didn't get far.
I guess that's why she spoke up when Fitzgerald tried to frame me.
I have tried it again and again.
I have tried many machines, and I find the Hammond is the best adapted to the peculiar needs of my work.
I have tried trade but I found that it would take ten years to get under way in that, and that then I should probably be on my way to the devil.
I knelt by the side of the highway and tried to lose my lunch that wasn't there.
I know she tried unsuccessfully to raise him on the radio when she first got the call about the wreck.
I know you thought I spoke, but I tried to speak this morning and I couldn't.
I never met a vamp who tried to keep a Guardian alive.
I put aside the paper and tried to nap.
I suppose I should have tried to console her, but I was peeved.
I suppose you've got a good reason why you tried to beat the brains out of a guy holding an ice ax, in the middle of the street with a bunch of people watching.
I think I could cut it away. I've tried taking off my shoe and maneuvering my foot every which way.
I took the book in my hands and tried to feel the letters with an intensity of longing that I can never forget.
I tried hard to teach her my sign language, but she was dull and inattentive.
I tried my hand at getting him back on track.
I tried to ask you more than once, but someone was always interrupting and throwing a new kink in my plans.
I tried to blank his horrible killings from my mind and concentrate on how I should react to him.
I tried to call you on your cell phone, but I didn't get an answer.
I tried to choose something you would be familiar with.
I tried to comprehend his thought process but I found it irrational.
I tried to decline but he insisted I eat so I complied.
I tried to defy them once.
I tried to ease the tension that bound the room like a noose.
I tried to get a number to call her back but she said no incoming calls were allowed.
I tried to get him to call Tony but he said he was just running it by me.
I tried to get him to visit Woodstock but he just got pissed.
I tried to get reception up here.
I tried to get the vial from Kris.
I tried to guess the pieces you liked, I'm anxious to see if I chose correctly.
I tried to imagine my gentle poet when he was a school-boy, and I wondered if it was in Andover he learned the songs of the birds and the secrets of the shy little woodland children.
I tried to look contrite.
I tried to make a photographer out of my godson Billy, but I'm afraid at his age there are a lot more interesting things to do, and they all have female names.
I tried to make it right.
I tried to move and I could.
I tried to recall the terms Quinn had quoted; dissociative fugue, fugue state, entirely different personality.
I tried to remember names on buildings but just being there was so awesome it was difficult to concentrate.
I tried to remember on which side of the Pace Arrow it was parked.
I tried to say more but she put her finger to my lips as she wiped her face.
I tried to shush her to little avail.
I tried to sneak one in on my own.
I tried to tell you what I did was really bad.
I tried to think how I'd make such a request without getting Merrill Cooms' right hand man in trouble.
I tried to think of the best way to explain my feelings.
I tried to think where we could go from here.
I tried to touch a hand rail next to me, but I just passed through it!
I tried to warn Yancey before they were married, but he wouldn't listen.
I tried vainly to put them together.
I waited, though God knows Jeff tried hard enough to get at me!
I would have tried to stay with him, but I'd taken so long up until then, I couldn't do it.
I'm a tried and true democrat.
I've never tried Watchers.
I've tried researching this philanthropist's various entities but they are multitudinous and present a task I'd prefer not to undertake.
I've tried to help you, Jule.
I've tried to run away so many times.
I've tried traditional medicine" he motioned to the machines lining the perimeter of the room "and my magic."
If he tried to follow a moving automobile, he could sometimes attach himself, if the vehicle was slow or stopped, but the act was tenuous at best.
If he tried, he.d be able to locate his target and track her as she moved until she was dead-dead.
If I had tried to figure it out logically, things might have fallen into place.
If I hadn't tried to kill you in the first place, you wouldn't be a blood slave to the Dark One.
Immortals only had one shot at their mates, and Andre had tried to warn him Lilith was not his intended.
In New Hampshire, I watched as another tried to mimic me and failed while no one even knew I was nearby.
Instead, she tried to keep her trembling body upright and her vision from growing tunneled.
It tried three times, four times, a dozen times, twenty times--but always with the same result.
It was Edith who tried to kill her husband?
It wasn't that he tried and failed, though.
Jackson could feel Elisabeth's anguish, and tried unsuccessfully to hide his own.
Jackson seized every opportunity to point out the upsides, and tried his best to lighten her mood.
Jared motioned him away from the door. Rhyn stepped aside warily. The full-demon tried to walk through, only to be thrown to the ground by an invisible shield.
Jilian grabbed her again, and she grated her teeth against the visions, staggering as she tried to keep upright.
Jonathan tried to tell Destiny that Alex wasn't there, but she continued to look anyway.
Jule rested where he'd fallen and tried to concentrate.
Jule tried hard to follow the conversation.
Katie tried to concentrate on the words, wanting to help Rhyn before it was too late.
Katie tried to keep her inside, but there was too much to do.
Katie tried to suppress it, not wanting to offend her friend, but it escaped.
Kiera asked, and tried to pull away.
Late in the afternoon, we tried something different.
Later, we tried to get back to business.
Light filtered in from somewhere, and Rhyn tried to make sense of his surroundings.
Look, Kris, don't take our resistance personally. Anyone who tried to step into Andre's shoes would receive the same treatment. It's too soon after his death.
Martha burst into tears and we tried one last time.
Martha looked bewildered as she tried in vain to quiet Claire.
Martha tried the boards for the first time and was surprisingly agile.
Martha wiped her eyes and tried to smile.
Maybe he didn't stop Edith Shipton from taking her own life and maybe he couldn't have done so if he'd tried, but the bottom line scrawled in bold print said he stood idly by while it happened.
Meanwhile Donnie and Martha, with Cynthia's help, tried to revive the mortally wounded creature but the prognosis was not good.
Miss Sullivan tried to teach me to count by stringing beads in groups, and by arranging kintergarten straws I learned to add and subtract.
My heart was racing as I tried to remember the route Martha had taken this morning.
My read is he just wanted to cause you some grief after you tried to beat his brains out.
Neither tried to explain their answers.
Nope. He tried to locate Josh what's-his-name a couple of times—there were notes—but then nothing.
Not only had she been dragged to another planet by her best friend, but now she was about to be betrayed by a prisoner she tried to free.
Of course her father went ballistic when he found out she was pregnant and tried to find Josh, but he didn't have any luck.
Of course, I saw what you tried to do to Donovan.
Often after collecting alms, and reckoning up twenty to thirty rubles received for the most part in promises from a dozen members, of whom half were as well able to pay as himself, Pierre remembered the masonic vow in which each Brother promised to devote all his belongings to his neighbor, and doubts on which he tried not to dwell arose in his soul.
Once in his bedroom, he closed the door and again tried to telephone Cynthia.
Once you have tried my goods I am sure you will never be without them.
One cute little fellow stole her hair-ribbon, and another tried to snatch the flowers out of her hat.
One member of Mountain Rescue grabbed him under the arms while another unfastened his line, but he shook off their ministrations while he tried to focus on the activity going on around him.
Only he'd tried to kill the human she wanted him to preserve.
Only Quinn seemed pleased with that result but when we tried to question him about it he refused to discuss the matter.
Other sessions were tried earlier but when Howie couldn't sleep, Quinn accused him of not working hard enough Martha said.
Others had tried to administer to her but he knew it was pointless and turned away.
Pacing in her room, she tried hard not to think of what her father was capable of doing to someone he thought was a threat to her.
Pacing, she tried to reclaim her composure.
Panic gripped her, and she tried to bolt.
Papa, there was a man in our house who tried to kill me.
Part of her desperately tried to make excuses for Gabe. Maybe he was fatigued or Death had done something to him.
Precisely. Many a man has tried to break through those walls, but you are the first to succeed.
Probably because I never tried very hard to be otherwise.
Real bikers weren't bothered by a little rain, he tried to tell himself, but the car radio spoke of a storm system moving up from the south, bringing with it high winds and torrential rain.
Reining in her emotions, she tried to distract her dark thoughts by focusing on Toby.
Rhyn and I tried everything to get away from each other, and Gabe put the smackdown on it all.
Rhyn could almost see him thinking. In the end, Kris said nothing else, and Rhyn shook his head. For the first time, he'd tried to reason with Kris. He'd never do it again.
Rhyn was a mass murderer, a creature who had tried to wipe out the human race.
Rhyn's jaw clenched, and he fought the raw feeling inside him, the one that betrayed him every time he tried to convince himself he'd survived worse.
Ridner and this girl skipped school and tried to find somewhere, you know, to get together.
Rook tried to rise on his forelegs but fell back, pinning his rider's leg.
Sarah sat up taller in her chair and tried to kick him.
Sasha.s words echoed in her thoughts, and she tried hard to give them no credence.
See, we tried not to play in our own backyard.
Shaking his head, he continued to his destination. He emerged through a portal leading to Death's corner of the underworld. It was a place no demon or Immortal was allowed to go, and he'd thought it impossible to get there, until he'd tried. He'd visited Gabriel once before.
Shaking, she tried to pull away, to look away.
She avoided looking in the area where she had seen the color, and tried to look undisturbed.
She braced herself against the memories running through his head and the confusion as he tried to figure out where he was.
She brushed away her tears and tried to smile.
She caught herself with her hands before she did a face-plant on the ground and tried to catch her breath.
She could not understand them, but tried to guess what he was saying and inquiringly repeated the words he uttered.
She couldn't bear the thought of him returning to the troubled teen he'd been and tried to think of something to say to straddle the line between mothering him and letting him be his own person.
She couldn't register his words and tried hard to focus.
She couldn't run, couldn't move and she tried hard to convince herself to pass out as the garage door was wrenched open.
She cradled her throbbing head on her arms and tried to relax.
She didn't know what happened if she tried to make one, but she'd do what it took to protect the terrified teen.
She didn't recognize the two men before her, but they were dressed much like the two death dealers that tried to turn her over to Harmony in her old apartment.
She dipped everything she tried-- from meat to casseroles with odd textures-- in the clear broth.
She drove them away and tried to conceal them.
She felt him slice through her gray uniform with the other and tried to move away.
She pounded his chest with her fists and tried to scream.
She probably tried to get Martha in class but couldn't come up with the right paper work.
She rechecked all the locks and tried one more time.
She saw the glow of his eagerness and tried to be more upbeat than she felt, for his sake.
She seemed untroubled that her best friend tried to seduce her husband.
She staggered to her feet and tried a voice still scratchy.
She started to drive home then thought of the man she and Jule both tried to kill.
She staved off panic and tried to organize her thoughts.
She stretched and tried to relax, but her mind kept returning to Cade - thinking of his warm touch on the palm of her hand.
She tried again with the same results.
She tried hard not to look at him, terrified of giving him away.
She tried hard not to stare at the men.
She tried not to flinch when he touched her cheek.
She tried not to get her hopes up that a portal out of Hell would appear.
She tried not to let it affect her but suspected by his look of satisfaction that he saw how quickly her face changed colors.
She tried not to stare at the man staring at her.
She tried not to think of Bordeaux, instead focusing her attention on the twins and what she was going to say to her father.
She tried not to think of the Guardian dying.
She tried on every piece of clothing today and took five baths to test the different soaps.
She tried posing in several places, but felt silly doing it.
She tried the foot again and found that it was less painful this time.
She tried to assess how many there might be.
She tried to balance herself only to find herself toppling over and over and over down a stairwell.
She tried to calculate, and the blood pumped in her neck.
She tried to commit suicide.
She tried to decipher his meaning as she watched them fight, terrified to take her eyes off Rhyn.
She tried to deny it, but she knew Gabriel too well.
She tried to distract the building panic.
She tried to feel happy for them, but all she could feel was animosity toward Lori.
She tried to feign innocence but her eyes were probably full of mischief instead.
She tried to focus on the job at hand.
She tried to help him drive Alex from her mind, but at times it seemed an impossible chore.
She tried to identify a sound.
She tried to keep her breathing steady even as she wanted to run screaming and hide behind Rhyn.
She tried to pull away, panic growing at the look that crossed his features.
She tried to push the thought away and distract herself by wandering the mansion.
She tried to put my hand on her breast.
She tried to question me on Howie's reaction to my phone call, but I remained mum.
She tried to regain her composure, unable to compare the brief experience with Jule to anything else she'd ever felt.
She tried to scream, but no sound came out.
She tried to scrub it off with no success.
She tried to shake him as he faded again.
She tried to sift through her emotions before she returned to his door.
She tried to sit up and push the hot covers away.
She tried to slip by quietly, but he glanced up as she passed.
She tried to smile cheerfully as she looked at him over one shoulder.
She tried to sound convincing, but her voice faltered.
She tried to stand and winced again.
She tried to stand, but the pain was excruciating.
She tried to step around him, but he stopped her with an iron grip on her arm.
She tried to swallow the lump that insisted on staying in her throat.
She tried to tell you she didn't remember me.
She tried to think of a retort, but couldn't.
She tried to think of how she could soften the pain she'd bring him.
She tried to turn away, but the smell filled her senses with inhuman hunger and desperation.
She tried to turn it away, but it remained on course.
She tried to twist away from him.
She tried to work the muscles in her lower back with her fingertips, but the effort was worse than the benefit.
She tried to yank free, and he pulled her body against his, moving them both into the alcove.
She tugged at his collar and he tried in vain to rise.
She was pretty sure Damian would find her no matter where she tried to go, but damn them all, she was going home.
She was remorseful because she tried to kill me.
She wasn't ready yet to prove it to him, not before she at least tried to escape.
She.d tried opening a portal soon after Rhyn left to return to the Sanctuary but failed.
She'd avoided the galley Evelyn had tried for three days to drag her to and said it would prove they were on a ship after she challenged Evelyn to prove it wasn't a dream.
She'd stepped near him in her dream, until he swiped at her, and she tried to free a scream from her frozen body.
She'd tried not to think of him while traveling.
She'd tried the door many times and determined if it didn't open, it was because he didn't want it to.
She'd tried to change the bandage on her own.
She'd tried to contact Mrs. Watson several times the first week at the Peak before giving up.
She'd tried to hide her fangs from him, but smiling brought his attention to them.
Shipton was dead—he had tried to kill Dean.
So if I tried for a week or two and then decided I couldn't handle it, you'd still make me forget.
So once more, Sofia had tried to eat.
So you haven't tried to cross the river?
So you tried to buy The Lucky Pup so you could cover up the whole business once and for all.
Sofia tried to focus on flipping through a magazine.
Sofia tried to push him away as he lifted her onto the table.
Sofia's heart fluttered as she tried to take in the world of blinding lights and blurry colors.
Someone tried to string him up.
Something was stuck under her nose and when she tried to move her hand, something tugged on it.
Sometimes he tried to do.
Still, if Alex had been trying to get somewhere with her, why wouldn't he have tried with Lori?
Strange he would want to defend Howard after he had tried to dig up information on him.
Stunned, Kiera tried to figure out what to say as they both looked expectantly at her.
Surprised, he tried again.
Surprised, she tried to move toward him.
Tears were in his eyes; but he tried to look brave.
The creaky bed protested as she sat, and she tried hard not to make more noise and wake Toby.
The demon righted him and tried to heft him but stopped.
The director tried to question me but I cut him off, saying we possessed no ambitions beyond what we were doing.
The kid tried to get up, but it wasn't strong enough - or was it injured in the fall?
The kidnapper was the child's mother, a drug addict, who no longer had custody and tried to spirit her daughter away.
The magic faded, and she tried to pull away.
The medic tried to examine her but she waved him away, her eyes on Dean all the while.
The more he tried to accept the idea, the harder it became to swallow.
The more she tried to hide this feeling from others and even from herself, the stronger it grew.
The next fifteen minutes were an embarrassed blur as Dean tried to stem his bleeding face at the kitchen table.
The ocean's cold breeze swept over him, and his thoughts turned from his dead mate to his best friend, Gabriel, who had tried to kill him then disappeared.
The oldest of the healers has tried to repair her without success, Darkyn added.
The people credited the PMF with saving them from the elite's Civil War while the elites tried hard to stamp out the PMF's existence.
The soft bed was warm from her body heat, and she found herself running a hand over the downy comforter while she tried to understand the emotions within her.
The sound of footsteps running down the hall drew her attention, and she flung herself backwards as the maid with the butcher knife tried to cut her.
The thought brought a shiver that coursed down her body as she tried to picture the scene as she and Caleb stumbled deeper into the mine.
The way he looked him in the eye and tried to act unafraid.
The way I figure it, Edith took the knife the night when she first tried on the dress.
The Wizard tried to think.
The woman directed her plea toward the Other and tried to push past Jule.
Their last conversation sounded eerily like something Evelyn had tried to tell her.
Then it tried the twenty-first time.
Then she smiled sheepishly at Fred who tried to look innocent.
Then you probably should've tried harder not to get thrown into Hell. You were of no help to anyone there.
Then, with the Wizard's help, he tried to fasten some of the wings to the old cab-horse.
There had been no hesitation, no second guessing when Rhyn snapped Jade's neck. Over and over, Kris had tried to convince himself he'd do the same for his half-brother.
They could hardly say she hadn't tried.
They gazed at each other again, and she tried her damndest not to look away.
They gazed at each other for a long moment, and he tried to figure out what was going through her thoughts.
Three frolicsome little streams ran through it from springs in the rocks above, leaping here and tumbling there in laughing cascades wherever the rocks tried to bar their way.
Toby's heart somersaulted in his breast, and he tried hard to reach the depths of the powers that would be his when he was just a little older.
Tried to put me in school, but my strange gift frightened everyone.
Unable to understand or control the strange sensations, she tried to help right herself as the hands gripping her ribcage steadied her.
Unlatching the window, I tried desperately to raise it!
We could've tried to track her if we knew, but we didn't until two days ago.
We don't know when it happened so we tried twice to hit the time and struck out and called it quits.
We talked of rude and simple times, when men sat about large fires in cold, bracing weather, with clear heads; and when other dessert failed, we tried our teeth on many a nut which wise squirrels have long since abandoned, for those which have the thickest shells are commonly empty.
We tried not to look suspicious, a difficult task as we were used to working undisturbed.
We tried to duplicate our New Hampshire activities; even recording our efforts but fixing the settings proved to be hit and miss.
We tried to help with the South Carolina abduction of a girl taken from her bedroom.
We tried to make the flashlight work but it was as dead as the skeleton guy.
We tried to run him down but he was hush-hush with everyone at World Wide on his new job and where he was going.
We tried to tell her that's just nonsense.
We were pensive as we tried to fathom what was occurring.
What angered him was that the coming of these visitors revived in his mind an unsettled question he always tried to stifle, one about which he always deceived himself.
When he hung this painting outside of his door, some birds flew down and tried to carry the cherries away.
When he still didn't respond, she tried something else.
When I retrieved it, she was asking if I'd tried to intervene.
When I tried to move I found I could!
When she opened her eyes she smiled, then took in her surroundings and tried to sit up.
When the Deans tried to buy her even a minimal number of new items, she became embarrassed and pensive, no doubt a result of Janet's don't-rock-the-boat philosophy.
When the old man tried to engage him in further conversation—this time about Pumpkin Green and the general irresponsibility of today's youth—he excused himself on an important errand and left Westlake standing in the hall.
When those occasions arose, Betsy stepped in and tried to talk Howie into the state of relaxation he required.
Whenever Andre tried his shit, her head felt foggy, and right now, she was foggy.
While my days at Radcliffe were still in the future, they were encircled with a halo of romance, which they have lost; but in the transition from romantic to actual I have learned many things I should never have known had I not tried the experiment.
Wiping her hands on her pants, she gripped her rifle and tried to stay awake.
With all her heart, she tried to create the excitement she had felt when Alex kissed her.
Yes. He tried to commit suicide after he killed her; he left a note but he didn't cut his wrists deeply enough to be fatal.
Yet she tried to learn her new role with a selflessness that struck him now as incredible.
You didn't make out too well the first time you tried a face to face.
You didn't tell the detective what you suspected about the man who tried to kill you?
You intentionally tried to deceive me.
You tried to beat the shit out of Shipton only hours before and instead he damned near beat the shit out of you.
You tried to bring that war here.
You tried to dance and fell upon the floor.
You tried to feed on her?
You tried to kill yourself!
You tried to tell me, but I was too arrogant to believe it could happen to me.