Karen Chance Quotes About Eyes

Quotes about: Eyes

• He smiled at that, and then his gaze shifted to a spot over my shoulder and it faded. 'These doubts wouldn’t have anything to do with the company you’re keeping of late, would they?' I didn’t get a chance to answer before the shop door was thrown open and a furious war mage stomped in. Pritkin spotted me and his eyes narrowed. 'You shaved my legs?!' Mircea looked at me and folded his arms across his chest. I looked from one unhappy face to the other and suddenly remembered that I had somewhere else to be.

  Karen Chance

  War, Eye, Doors

  Karen Chance (2011). “Cassie Palmer Novels 1-5”, p.1507, Penguin

• I glanced at Radu. "What, exactly is Louis-Cesare's problem?'. [..] Suddenly a speculative gleam lit his eyes. It made me nervous. 'He tends to be very protective of women,"he said thoughtfully. "You're a woman Dory." "Thank you for pointing that out. But I didn't think dhampirs qualified." Radu smirked. "It appears you've been upgraded.

  Karen Chance

  Eye, Thinking, Exactly Is

• Louis-Cesare’s anger suddenly filled the small room like water, and in a heartbeat his eyes went from silver tinged to as solid as two antique coins. I sat frozen, awash in a sea of power. I was beginning to understand why Mircea had wanted him along, only Daddy had failed to mention anything about the hair-trigger temper. I guess he assumed the red hair would clue me in.

  Karen Chance

  Eye, Hair, Sea

  Karen Chance (2008). “Midnight's Daughter”, p.151, Penguin

• I’m beginning to sense a theme,” Mircea said, tossing his suit coat over a buckskin-covered chair. A moose head with huge, outspread antlers loomed over it, its bright glass eyes looking oddly lifelike in the low light. Mircea took in the room, his expression slightly repulsed yet fascinated. “I believe there is only one thing to say at this point.” What’s that?” Yee haw,” he said gravely, and took me down like a rodeo calf.

  Karen Chance

  Believe, Eye, Glasses

  Karen Chance (2011). “Cassie Palmer Novels 1-5”, p.1317, Penguin

• Aw, fudge,' floated down to me, as a couple of golden eyes peered over a third-floor window ledge. 'You're a freaking dhampir. Why are you reading Tolkien?' I shrugged, then had to dodge the potted geranium he threw at me. 'After five hundred years, you've read just about everything. Besides, he had hella world-building skills.

  Karen Chance

  Couple, Reading, Eye

• I narrowed my eyes at it. Ming-de’s little gift, I assumed. “You look better in color,” I snapped. He sent me a sultry look over his shoulder. “Really? Most women think I look better in nothing at all.

  Karen Chance

  Eye, Thinking, Color

  Karen Chance (2008). “Embrace the Night”, p.387, Penguin

• I barely heard him, I was too busy watching Pritkin, who had slumped over with his head on the sofa arm, shoulders shaking helplessly, and what looked suspiciously like tears leaking out from under his closed eyes. "Not that bad," he muttered, and then he was off again.

  Karen Chance

  Eye, Tears, Arms

  Karen Chance (2011). “Hunt the Moon: A Cassie Palmer Novel”, p.259, Penguin

• I leaned back in my chair, stretching luxuriantly, delibrately letting my jacket fall open. Predictably, his eyes moved down my body-some things outlast even the change. I grinned and he looked away, a rueful smile twitching at his lips. I finished breakfast in peace.

  Karen Chance

  Fall, Eye, Breakfast

  Karen Chance (2008). “Midnight's Daughter”, p.71, Penguin

• Nobody said anything that time. Or maybe I just wasn’t listening. After all, someone had to keep an eye on the fridge.

  Karen Chance

  Eye, Listening, Fridges

  Karen Chance (2011). “Hunt the Moon: A Cassie Palmer Novel”, p.177, Penguin

• I looked up, but had to crane my head back, leaving the features above me wrong-side up. The clear green eyes were the same, and, unfortunately, so was the spiky blond hair. It didn’t look any better from this angle, I decided.

  Karen Chance

  Eye, Hair, Leaving

  Karen Chance (2011). “Hunt the Moon: A Cassie Palmer Novel”, p.13, Penguin

• You are nothing like Christine!" he said, in my face. "She was a responsibility, a mistake I made when young and foolish, and from whom I came to believe I would never be free!" "Then what am I?" I challenged, staring up into blazing sapphire eyes. "A joy.

  Karen Chance

  Mistake, Believe, Eye

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