What is "unsettling"

Usage examples of "unsettling".

Though perplexing to his palate, it was anything but unpleasant, despite the immediate and unsettling proximity of its ambulatory alien origins.

Sitting alone in the darkness amplified the torpor that had pervaded me, and though I sensed certain unsettling dissonances surrounding what had just taken place, I was not sufficiently alert to consider them as other than aggravations.

There was something unsettling about the Tonton Macoute sitting in the corner of the lounge, watching them from behind his dark glasses with the unblinking patience of a snake.

But Lance had discovered early on in his friendship with Rafe Mortmain that the man enjoyed nothing so much as unsettling people.

Hence a protectionist agitation pervaded the country, unsettling the minds of the farmers, inspiring false hopes, irritating the trading classes, producing counter agitation, and by all these means inflicting injury upon the country.

She questioned him with an avidity the thaumaturge might have found unsettling in another person.

It had been an odd and unsettling experience talking to a Venie again.

I hit the carpeted aisleway, I grabbed him, and jumped to the pit, appearing in midair, but tumbling backward, unsettling for me, terrifying for Green-bag, who found himself facedown fifty feet in the air.

Justin arrived in the little town of Bielefeld near Hanover after two unsettling days of trains.

As Brummel spoke, the two demons posted around the church saw something very unsettling.

For one thing, she would have to stop viewing Flint Cottrell as an annoying, intriguing, unsettling male to whom she was attracted.

This unsettling two-way mapping of any sense onto any nonsense works because the keythe enciphering ruleitself contains information.

He had hoped to use the new fleshlike flowmetal of the face-altering machines to fool the Army of Humanity, but the innovative biometals suffered frequent failures, and the test robots often displayed unsettling facial meltdowns.

At the moment, however, all she could think about was the very unflowerlike, very unsettling, very masculine odor of Sir Gareth, the Hellhound of Wyckmere.

She rubbed her eyes and blinked, aware that her concentration was dispelling unsettling thoughts about Jinny Hoolets pond.