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1. "The MRI has a repertoire of noises that resemble, in no particular order: a game-show buzzer for a wrong answer, urgent knocking, a modem from 1992, a grizzly-bear growl, and a man with a raspy voice shouting what sounds like "mother cooler!"
Author: A.J. Jacobs
2. "Hold onto me baby. I'm going to take care of you." The raspy need in his voice only made me more desperate."
Author: Abbi Glines
3. "Do you think about how I look when you kiss me?""Yes." His voice was raspy. "I think about your long red hair and you sweet mouth, and the way you little body feels when its pressed up against me, and I just want to put my hands on you. Everywhere. And I forget that I am ugly and alone and confused as hell."
Author: Amy Harmon
4. "La chiave," the raspy voice replied. "The password."
Author: Dan Brown
5. "Finally, when they asked him to speak, he found her gray eyes.His voice was husky and raspy, but his words were clear. "Livia. You love me."Beckett let her go as she climbed back onto Blake's bed. Blake moved slowly, but he seemed determined and winced only a little as he reached for her shoulders and pulled Livia against his chest. She wanted to say something, but her sobs took those words from her.His raspy voice moved her hair with his precious, perfect words. "You're here. With me."Livia grabbed a fistful of his hospital gown. The strength that had sustained her dissolved into gratitude. To see his light, his face, everything that was Blake again brought relief like she'd never known. He rubbed her back as her body shook with sobs."
Author: Debra Anastasia
6. "But Beckett never flinched. She felt his throat vibrate as he sighed her name with relief. He tilted his head back until it rested on hers."Don't ever die in my head again. Please, never again," he told her, his voice raspy."
Author: Debra Anastasia
7. "Talking films revealed [Jean Arthur]'s quirky, remarkable voice: nasal, raspy, querulous— an odd, expressive voice which somehow fit her intense, funny and very smart screen persona."
Author: Eve Golden
8. "My voice is raspy like raspberries. Can you taste what I'm saying?"
Author: Jarod Kintz
9. "If I were an armadillo, and a stranger came up and said I looked familiar, and they wanted to know why I looked so familiar, I'd respond in a raspy voice, "Your brother ran over my brother."
Author: Jarod Kintz
10. "The ChairI'm writing to you, who made the archaic wooden chairlook like a throne while you sat on it.Amidst your absence, I choose to sit on the floor,which is dusty as a dry Kansas day.I am stoic as a statue of Buddha,not wanting to bother the old wooden chair,which has been silent now for months.In this sunlit moment I think of you.I can still picture you sitting there--your forehead wrinkled like an un-ironed shirt,the light splashed on your face,like holy water from St. Joseph's.The chair, with rounded curveslike that of a full-figured woman,seems as mellow as a monk in prayer.The breeze blows from beyond the curtains,as if your spirit has come back to rest.Now a cloud passes overhead,and I hush, waiting to hear what restsso heavily on the chair's lumbering mind.Do not interrupt, even if the wind offers to carryyour raspy voice like a wispy cloud."
Author: Jarod Kintz
11. "You once told me you could stand many things." My voice was raspy from all the emotions battering against those well-honed inner defenses."So can I. I can stand whatever Apollyon dishes out, can take the bigotry from others over what I am, the freaky ghost juju from Marie, all thecraziness my mother can throw at me, and even the pain of my uncle dying. But the one thing that I would never, ever recover from would be losingyou. You made me promise before to go on if that happened, but Bones"—here my words broke and tears spilled down my cheeks—"I wouldn'twant to."He'd been near the side of the bed when I started talking, but was in my arms before the first tear fell. Very softly, his lips brushed over those wetstreaks, coming back pink from the drops still shimmering on them."No matter what happens, you will never lose me," he whispered. "I am forever yours, Kitten, in this life or the next."
Author: Jeaniene Frost
12. "What was exchanged in the language of their eyes, more perfect than their lips, the language afforded the soul so that no sound disturbs an ecstasy of feeling? In those moments, when the thought of the two happy beings meld through their pupils, words move slowly, coarsely, like the raspy, awkward noise of thunder from dazzling light that appears after the quickness of the flash. It expresses feelings previously known, ideas yet understood, and in the end, if one must use words, it is because the heart's ambitions—which dominates one's whole being and overflows with happiness—wishes with the whole human organism, with all its physical and psychical faculties, to embody the poem of joy that the spirit has intoned. Language has no answer to the questions of love that either shimmer or hide within a glance. The smile must respond; the kiss, the sigh."
Author: José Rizal
13. "She stared at the faded tile floor before her feet, but knew his every step around her small kitchen. When Martin touched the coffee cup patterned curtains he must assume she'd made, her fingers throbbed. When his eyes slid across the flowery aluminum water bottle at the table, her throat cracked with thirst.The radio clicked off.The silence of the room soaked up her raspy breaths, her pounding heart, her ache, and stirred them around the one man she ever longed for in a way that changes how you taste the world.Her desire swirled in a pulsing, betraying, blurry hook, and encouraged him to move closer.Martin obeyed."
Author: Kim Bongiorno
14. "Rachel," came a raspy voice from the upper level, and both Trent and I turned. It was Quen, wrapped in a blanket as if it was a death shroud, the black-haired intern at his side, supporting him. His hair was plastered to his skull with sweat, and I could see him wavering as he stood there. "Don't touch Trenton," he said, his gravelly voice clear in the hush, "or I'm going to have to come down there…and smack you around."
Author: Kim Harrison
15. "His raspy voice cut through the blackness, darker than the blackness. 'Mine."
Author: Laura Oliva
16. "Their raspy kisses brand our jam tart necks, their treacherous miasma clasps our herbal thighs. Motherlessly we surrender, too many fathers we have, we, your daughters of joy."
Author: Laura Gentile
17. "I roll the covers back up over him and take his hand, noticing how well our palms fit together and thinking back to just after the last time he saved me—when he took my hand and told me that we'd always be together.I lower my head to his chest and continue to squeeze his palm. Tears fall onto the bedsheets, dampening the fabric just above his heart. "I'm so sorry," I tell him, over and over again.A few moments later, there's a twitching sensation inside my hand. Ben's fingers glides over my thumb. ‘Sorry for what?" he breaths. His voice is raspy and weak.I lift my head to check his face. His eyelids flutter. The monitor starts beeping faster. And his lips struggle to move."Don't try to talk," I tell him, searching for the nurse's call buzzer."Please," he whispers, his eyes almost fully open now. "Don't let go.""I won't," I promise, gripping his hand even harder."
Author: Laurie Faria Stolarz
18. "You won't kiss me for diamonds," he said, his voice slightly raspy, "but you will for chocolates?"Poppy nodded."
Author: Lisa Kleypas
19. "Vaikk' oot kallis, armahin, mulle, kunnia kuitenkin kalliimpi on.' Se on varsin sattuvasti sanottu, eikö olekin? Ainakin paremmin kuin mitä pystyisin itse keksimään tällä hetkellä. Sillä minä rakastan sinua, Scarlett, huolimatta siitä, mitä sanoin sinulle sinä iltana vain kuukausi sitten porraspylväikössä istuessamme."Rhettin venyttävä ääni oli hyväilevä, ja hänen kätensä, lämpimät, voimakkaat kädet, liukuivat ylös pitkin Scarlettin paljaita käsivarsia. "Rakastan sinua siksi, että olemme niin samanlaiset, luopioita molemmat ja itsekkäitä heittiöitä. Me emme kumpikaan välitä vähääkään siitä, vaikka koko maailma syöksyisi hornan kitaan, kunhan oma olomme vain on turvattu ja mukava."
Author: Margaret Mitchell
20. "Can you imagine? Fourteen-hundred-year-old views of history determining how neighbors interacted in the twentieth century? No. You can't. Because history here is a dead thing. Something captured in books that schoolchildren have to endure and which they forget about the moment the books are closed. In Pakistan, every conversation, however personal, is punctuated by the raspy, decrepit gasps of the past breathing down your neck; every generation has to fight out all the old arguments that have been fought before."
Author: Nafisa Haji
21. "Jacque leaned over and whispered in Sally's ear, "I give it two days before he lays one on her.""You're being generous. I say less than twenty four hours.""Is that a bet?" Jacque asked, eyebrows raised."Better believe it," Sally answered. Her lips eased into a crooked smile.Jen leaned around Sally and glared at her two best friends. "What are you two betting on?""Good grief. What, does she have eagle ears or something?""No, you dork. Your whisper is just you talking in normal volume but making your voice raspy. Really, you sound more like a chick who's been smoking for thirty years."Jen shrugged. "I'm just throwing that out there. You can take it and apply it at your leisure."Fane was chuckling at Jen's words when Jacque elbowed him, causing him to cough."You don't get to laugh, wolf-man."Jacque turned back to Jen. "Thank you for that observation, Sherlock.""Always glad to help a friend in need, Watson." Jen grinned at Jacque's irritated look."
Author: Quinn Loftis
22. "Julia, is everything all right?" her father said in a raspy voice. "It's three in the morning, m'ija.""I'm sorry. I have to talk to you; it's something very important. Papá, Mamá, I've made a decision, and I wanted to share it with you. I've decided to convert to the Muslim religion.""What?" Pilar screamed. "Are you out of your mind?""Julia, what are you saying?""I want to be a Muslim. I've even chosen a new Muslim name, Aliyah.""Julia, are you drunk?""No, Papá, I'm not drunk. I've thought about this for a very long time. I think it's the right thing for me, a way to follow God."
Author: Sergio Troncoso
23. "You seem like a decent guy." Her hand squeezed his shoulder. "I'm sure we can come to some agreement. Some way to make us both satisfied."The low, raspy tone of her voice and the suggestiveness of her words sent his blood flow south. He knew exactly how to keep them both satisfied—nights spent sliding in and out of her tight, wet heat, bringing them to climax over and over. Unfortunately, he didn't think that's what she meant. "Like what?""I don't know. Why don't you tell me?" she crooned, her fingers brushing up and down his arm. If she didn't stop, he'd run the car right off the road."Are you offering to sleep with me?"
Author: Shelly Bell
24. "What did you—" He swallowed. His voice was raspy. "What did you do to him?""Sightseeing. Your turn."He shivered. "No, that's all right."
Author: Steven Gould
25. "If there is passion, let me feel its heat.I want my heart to beat fast,my breath raspy, my skin to burn."
Author: Susie Clevenger
26. "I've got that nice raspy sound."
Author: Wolfman Jack

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