Flea beetles chewed countless holes in the young radish leaves overnight.

On humid summer nights, fire beetles drifted above the river like tiny, glowing lanterns.

Last summer, bark beetles killed dozens of mature pines along the mountain road.

At dusk, a fire beetle landed on the fence, its tiny lantern-like glow pulsing softly.

The artist studied the beetle brows of the preserved specimens before sketching their delicate antennae.

The detective's beetle brow cast a shadow over his eyes, giving him an intimidating presence.

A flea beetle chewed tiny holes in the leaves of my tomato plants last night.

At dusk, a swarm of thunderbolt beetles lit up the meadow as if the stars had fallen to earth.

The forester examined the fallen oak and discovered that a thunderbolt beetle had hollowed out much of its trunk.

At dusk, I watched diving beetles glide silently across the pond.