What is "frighteningly"

Usage examples of "frighteningly".

The old neighborhoods of Shanghai, Feedless or with overhead Feeds kludged in on bamboo stilts, seemed frighteningly inert, like an opium addict squatting in the middle of a frenetic downtown street, blowing a reed of sweet smoke out between his teeth, staring into some ancient dream that all the bustling pedestrians had banished to unfrequented parts of their minds.

Here in the United States of America a frighteningly imbalanced Washington press corps exists.

The Avar man with GoldFeather became frighteningly angry, but GoldFeather had persuaded him against any action and had then reassured a frightened Azhure.

The next time Eleanor saw Erwin Dudley Strang, he was on television, his name was Earl Strong, and his complexion was frighteningly, unnaturally smooth, as if he had been lovingly spackled, buffed, and polished.

At the age of thirteen, frighteningly soon ifter he reached puberty, he bluffed his way into the arms of the hottest seventeen-year-old number in the neighborhood, and he never looked back.

Servants are wailing and screaming in the background, but Andromache is speaking, her voice stunned but almost frighteningly calm.

It came down frighteningly fast for a long time, then put on a burst of energy that must have subjected the crew to a lot of gees, hovered at about fifty feet, then started easing down at about three feet per second.

Ahead, from somewhere up the coast, came two Port Authority seaplanes, frighteningly fast.

Speaking as a person, not a terraformer, I think she must be frighteningly important to you.

And it certainly wasn't normal to have frighteningly intense climaxes night after night, while sleeping alone.

Even her efforts at conjuring oil for a trench were frighteningly difficult, and she very nearly fainted after the second barrelfull.

I saw snatches of frighteningly steep razor-edges through cloud gaps, and some dangerously corniced sections, the East Face dropping away to the right in a continuous flank of tortured flutings.

Mockdirad tumbled and vaulted, somersaulted and pirouetted, muscular torsos flashing frighteningly near—near one another, near the mute and cringing audience.

In this story a chess master is drawn into a game with frighteningly high stakes against an opponent reminiscent of one of Lovecraft's Great Old Ones.

Many were weakly interfaced to the grid, and could throw mere illusions at the intended victim, but those illusions were frighteningly real to others who saw them and in many cases were as good as the real thing.