thunder-cloud

Alec, sitting on the windowsill and looking like a thunder-cloud, scowled as the door shut behind her.

Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instrument Series Cassandra Clare 2009

The small troops of horse which from time to time issued forth from these bodies, resembled the flashes of lightning passing from one thunder-cloud to another, which communicate to each other by such emissaries their overcharged contents.

Count Robert of Paris 2008

It was an insult such as a thunder-cloud might hurl!

Les Miserables 2008

A black thunder-cloud rushed up out of the South, and seemed to leap all the arc of the sky, in a single instant.

The House on the Borderland 2007

It has been a nightmare hanging over me like a horrible black thunder-cloud; a great cliff miles high, with its top hid in the clouds, which I had to climb, and dare not.

Westward Ho! 2007

Beggar or rich, he would still have to face his mother, to go through that meeting, to tell that tale, perhaps, to hear those reproaches, the forecast of which had weighed on him like a dark thunder-cloud for two weary years; to wipe out which by some desperate deed of glory he had wandered the wilderness, and wandered in vain.

Westward Ho! 2007

Alec, sitting on the windowsill and looking like a thunder-cloud, scowled as the door shut behind her.

The Mortal Instruments: Book One: City of Bones Cassandra Clare 2007

Nina had listened to her father with her face unmoved, with her half-closed eyes still gazing into the night now made more intense by a heavy thunder-cloud that had crept down from the hills blotting out the stars, merging sky, forest, and river into one mass of almost palpable blackness.

Almayer's Folly 2006

Rueckertus and Hermannus, take Athene for “wisdom in person;” nor with Welckerus and Prellerus, for “the goddess of air;” nor even, with Muellerus and mathematical certainty, for “the Morning – Red:” but they say that Athene is the “black thunder-cloud, and the lightning that leapeth therefrom”!

Letters to Dead Authors 2006

There are certain scenes, cannily termed 'kerspeckle', which print themselves upon Memory, and which endure as long as Memory lasts - a thunder-cloud bursting upon the Alps, a night of stormy darkness off the Cape, an African tornado; and, perhaps, most awful of all, a solitary journey over the sandy Desert.

"Ruffian Dick" walks Old Cairo by Night 2004