(1) I contemplated sitting up, but a throb of pain from my shoulder threw that idea out the window.

(2) A throb came to their ears, emanating from the ship's engines.

(3) As they drove along in silence, the sound of the wipers and the throb of the engine the only real sounds on this Sunday night, Karen waited for something from Roger.

(4) The hum of high-powered machinery enveloped him instantly, the throb of massive generators pulsing through the room.

(5) The dull throb of joint pain and her increasing inability to make sense of the goings-on around her, kept her in one spot more and more.

(6) There is a throb of constant excitement, an irrepressible energy as palpable as the tangled screech of a bird chorus in the wash, glow and lightness before sunrise.

(7) He forced himself onto his knees, ignoring the dull throb of pain that threatened to flare up any second and crawled a few inches, feeling the air blindly in front of him, before stopping to listen.

(8) I still had all my indistinctive cuts, and the pulsating throb on my arm, beautiful quivering under the pressure of the gauze, wasn't helping much.

(9) His blood throbbed the throb of a deep drum; he tensed himself to strike.

(10) Her heart had pounded every second of the dinner, beating a rhythm that seemed to throb his name.

(11) I reached out and poked it only to be rewarded with a throb of pain.

(12) Surrounded by dozens, she danced alone, eyes closed, her body feeling the pounding throb of the relentless bass beat.

(13) He could feel its palpitations and hear the insistent throb of blood in his veins.

(14) The only sound that filled the room was a high-pitched throb .

(15) Ease on in to the cool interior and the steady throb of the reggae beat tells you that you are in Marley Country.

(16) But the house standing behind me and a throb of pain in my hand wouldn't let me move.

(17) How many Pagans are solitary because they can't handle the constant throb and beat and intrusion?

(18) It was not a blind, stabbing pain, but just a throb and a twinge.

(19) Slowly, a rhythm grew inside my bosom, resulting in a pulsating throb of emotion from the bow to the instrument.

(20) A distant throb ached in my head and I pressed the heels of my palms against my eyes; trying to drive out the shrillness in Niko's voice as he continued to yell across the field.