Darynda Jones Quotes About Eyes

Quotes about: Eyes

• I strode toward Mr. Coffee with lust in my eyes. We'd had a thing for quite some time now Mr. Coffee and I.

  Darynda Jones

  Coffee, Eye, Lust

  Darynda Jones (2011). “For I Have Sinned (A Charley Davidson Story): A HeroesandHeartbreakers.com Original”, p.73, Macmillan

• If you must eat a banana in public, never make eye contact.

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  Eye, Bananas, Contact

  Darynda Jones (2015). “The Charley Davidson Series”, p.284, St. Martin's Press

• Did you get checked out?” “Yeah, by a hot blond who sat in the corner of the bar and made googly eyes at me.” “I meant by a doctor.” “No, but a balding yet bizarrely hot paramedic said I’d be fine." “Oh, and he’s an expert?” “At flirting.

  Darynda Jones

  Eye, Flirting, Doctors

  Darynda Jones (2015). “The Charley Davidson Series”, p.54, St. Martin's Press

• Oh, my god!" I said, throwing my hands over my eyes and hurtling my body against the counter. "What?" "You're naked." "I'm not naked." "I'm blind." "You're not blind. I'm wearing pants." "Oh." That was embarrassing.

  Darynda Jones

  Eye, Hands, Naked

  Darynda Jones (2012). “Third Grave Dead Ahead”, p.17, Macmillan

• A split second later, my life flashed before my eyes, and I came to one important conclusion about it. It was fun while it lasted.

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  Fun, Eye, Important

  Darynda Jones (2015). “The Charley Davidson Series”, p.238, St. Martin's Press

• You can’t have him, okay,” she said from behind the wire barrier. “Mm-hmm,” I whispered. “This is certainly a beautiful neighborhood.” “Yeah, I guess.” “I will scratch those eyes out of your ugly head.

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  Beautiful, Eye, Wire

  Darynda Jones (2011). “First Grave on the Right”, p.34, Macmillan

• But we'd never really seen eye to eye. Mostly 'cause he was much taller than I was.

  Darynda Jones

  Eye, Causes

  Darynda Jones (2015). “The Charley Davidson Series”, p.483, St. Martin's Press

• My prodding me didn't elicit a reaction. His unseeing eyes stared straight through me. Which was odd. He'd seemed so sane huddled in Cookie's trunk.

  Darynda Jones

  Eye, Cookies, Odd

  Darynda Jones (2011). “Second Grave on the Left”, p.30, Macmillan

• Oh, my god!” I said to Reyes, my eyes radiating accusations at him. “She took your picture? Just what kind of game are you playing? You’re under arrest, mister.” His mouth tilted and a dimple emerged on one cheek as I took his wrist and threw him against a wall. Or, well, urged him toward it. I held him against the cool wood with one hand and frisked him with the other.

  Darynda Jones

  Wall, Eye, Hands

  Darynda Jones (2013). “Fifth Grave Past the Light”, p.172, Macmillan

• The dead guy looked at me with wide eyes. “I can’t move my legs.” I snorted. “You can’t move your arms either, or your feet or your freaking eyelids. You’re dead.

  Darynda Jones

  Moving, Eye, Feet

  Darynda Jones (2011). “First Grave on the Right”, p.19, Macmillan

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