The fury he had felt then burned again like a coal.

The moment she was alone with Sebastian, fury burned her eyes dry.

Fury should have burned in him; instead he felt a reluctant admiration.

Fury burned in her eyes, and he smirked at it.

The fury burned low in his gut and spread rapidly.

Fury burned hot and thick in the pit of his belly.

"The Fury burned and sank with all hands," his lordship said.

At the look on McCoy's face, the fury burned in her again.

His fury burned and grew, banked by centuries of outrage.

For a moment, sincere human fury had burned through the training, touched a hot core of genuine rage.