Literary notes about Fiendish (AI summary)
The term fiendish is employed by writers to evoke a sense of diabolic mischief or dread, often imbuing characters or actions with an almost supernatural wickedness. Its use ranges from describing a laughter that is as delightfully sinister as it is unnerving [1] to depicting the eerie glow of malevolent eyes that seem almost possessed [2]. In some narratives, fiendish characterizes not only physical expressions—a grin or a leer suggestive of inner malice [3]—but also schemes and cruelty that betray a deeper, calculated wickedness [4, 5]. It can further accentuate the atmosphere of a scene, transforming an ordinary action into something unexpectedly dark and perilous, as seen when a motor-cycle hurtles by at a fiendish speed [6] or when a character’s rage becomes fiendish in its intensity [7, 8].
- There was something perfectly fiendish in her laughter.
— from Excursions in the mountains of Ronda and Granada, with characteristic sketches of the inhabitants of southern Spain, vol. 2/2 by C. Rochfort (Charles Rochfort) Scott - His head waggled from side to side, and the sockets of his eyes emitted a fiendish light.
— from Latitude 19°
A Romance of the West Indies in the Year of Our Lord Eighteen Hundred and Twenty by Crowninshield, Schuyler, Mrs. - A grin was on the face of the monster; he seemed to jeer, as with his fiendish finger he pointed towards the corpse of my wife.
— from Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - When I quitted Geneva, my first labour was to gain some clue by which I might trace the steps of my fiendish enemy.
— from Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - Thus Judge Pyncheon's fiendish scheme would be ready accomplished to his hands!
— from The House of the Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne - Just then a motor-cycle turned the corner at a fiendish speed, and was nearly over him.
— from The Further Adventures of O'Neill in Holland by J. Irwin (John Irwin) Brown - he cried hoarsely, for his throat was impeded by the fiendish rage which in that black hour possess'd him.
— from Complete Prose Works by Walt Whitman - “It is time to resume your studies, young gentlemen,” he said, with fiendish politeness.
— from The Luck of Roaring Camp and Other Tales by Bret Harte