Gasped Means Quotes & Sayings

I believe in divine forces and energies. — Richard Pryor

One soldier walked infront of the troop and asked me :"President ,will there be injustice when freedom comes?", I was surprised by the question , but I answered :"Yes,unfortunately there will be injustice and you will have to fight against it just like you do now against your enemies ". — Alija Izetbegovic

So you know, i'm thinking that you can either keep yourself safe and not feel anything, or you can the risk of just loving him and letting him love you." she paused. "Is he worth the risk? And if not what is? What are you willing to take risk for, Wren? — Lauren Myracle

It hurts," Horatia gasped as the weight of everything descended upon her. Like knife shards embedded in her lungs, each breath she sucked in was ragged and icy.
"That's a good thing, my love. It means your heart is still alive. Just let it all out." Lucien brushed his lips along her tear-stained cheek and absorbed her shaking with his body.

-His Wicked Seduction — Lauren Smith

The pityingly look made Sophie utterly ashamed. He was such a dashing specimen too, with a bony, sophisticated face
really quite oold, well into his twenties
and elaborate blond hair. His sleeves trailed longer than any in the Square, all scalloped edges and silver insets. "Oh, no thank you, if you please, sir," Sophie stammered. "I
I'm only on my way to see my sister." "Then by all means do so," laughed this advanced young man. "Who am i to keep a pretty lady from her sister? Would you like me to go with you, since you seemed so cared?" He meant it kindly, which made Sophie, more ashamed than ever. "No. No thank you, sir!" she gasped and fled away past him. He wore perfume too. — Diana Wynne Jones

He drew closer and brushed the back of his fingers over her cheek, remembering the first night they'd met. Such courage and fighting skill spoke to his soul. It was love at first punch. — Annie Nicholas

This is what freedom feels like, he thinks. This is what I missed the most. He — James Patterson

Look."
The others seemed confused. Then the glow became brighter: a holographic golden sickle with a few sheaves of wheat, rotating just above Meg McCaffrey.
A boy in the crowd gasped. "She's a communist!"
A girl who'd been sitting at Cabin Four's table gave him a disgusted sneer. "No, Damien, that's my mom's symbol." Her face went slack as the truth sank in. "Uh, which means ... it's her mom's symbol. — Rick Riordan

Jesus, what are you doing to me?" He whispered. "Nothing," I gasped, when his tongue circled my ear. "Baby, if that's nothing, you're gonna kill me when it means something. — C.P. Smith