The woman writhed again, and her eyes flashed hatred and fear.

For an instant, though, her dark eyes flashed hatred at him before she and the sui'dam continued their circuit of the stable-yard.

Her blue eyes flashed hatred.

His eyes flashed hatred and venom.

His eyes flashed new hatred.

On one small street in Jabaliya a group of about 30 men sat on chairs outside the home of one of the Palestinian youths killed in a demonstration, their eyes flashing hatred at each Israeli patrol that went by.

Then her eyes flashed hatred, transforming her features into a mask that bore almost no resemblance to the young woman Beatrix had known seven hundred years ago.

The Chevalier's eyes flashed hatred at Will, and defiance and warning at Lyra, and a cold and wary respect at Iorek.

It rose from the water with a heart-numbing growl, its yellow eyes flashing hatred.

Her brown eyes flashed hatred at both of them.