Hot tides of pain and panic surged through Julia.

As if waiting for the mishap, the tide surged forward, covering him for a moment.

A tide of feeling surged through me, and everything else shrank before its necessity.

A rich tide of color surged into her face, and she sat up in alarm.

The tides of battle had surged away from Lydia and him for the moment.

The human tide surged through the wrecked office toward the yawning wall.

As he came through a doorway, the tides suddenly surged around his feet.

All around him the tide of battle surged.

The tide surged in, free of human presence once again.

When too many things go wrong, the inevitable tide of monsters will surge into town.