Why don't we talk about your love life? Clary countered. "What about you and Alec?" "Alec refuses to acknowledge that we have… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“When he let go of Clary, he turned and hugged Jace. Clary watched, tears running down her face. “Oof,” said Jace, sounding… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The dark prince sat astride his black steed, his sable cape flowing behind him. A golden circlet bound his blond locks, his… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“He could think of only one reason for her to be there, though it made no sense after what he'd said to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
And there are vampires, too? Werewolves, warlocks, all that stuff?" Clary gnawed her lower lip. "So I hear." "And you kill them,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
But the person who stepped out of the front door was tall and thin, with short, spiky dark hair. he was wearing… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Most terrifying were the paintings. Every single one had been cut from its frame and ripped into strips, which were scattered across… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Isabelle! he called again. Let down your raven hair. Oh, my God, Clary muttered. There was something in that blood Raphael gave… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You’re alive," she whispered. "Really alive." With a slow wonderment he reached to touch her face. "I was in the dark," he… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Izzy," said Jace, as they neared the pond, and she jumped up and spun around. Her smile was dazzling. "Jace!" She flew… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“ The Great and Tragic Love of Jonathan Shadowhunter and David the Silent, by Clary Fray, Aged 17 . SIMON IT WAS… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“We are Nephilim; we fight our own battles." "That's not precisely true, is it?" said a velvety voice. It was Magnus Bane,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“It's like Dungeons and Dragons, but real ." Jace was looking at Simon as if he were some bizarre species of insect.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Simon!" The voice was faint, but his hearing caught it over the pop and crackle of glowing flames. The smoke in the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“As she looked, the smoke puffing out of the chimney stopped curling upward and began to take on the shape of a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Idris had been green and gold and russet in the autumn, when Clary had first been there. It had a stark grandeur… — cassandra clare Copy Share Image
“Clary: So, do you mind if I ask something? Its personal but important. Simon: What is it? Clary: With the whole Mark… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I have something for you,” he said. He dug into his pocket and brought out something, which he pressed into her hand.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Was it weird hearing from Jace?" asked Simon, his voice carefully neutral. "I mean, since you found out..." His voice trailed off.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“So how did it go at the Bone City?” Isabelle asked, flipping her menu open. “Did you find out what’s in Clary’s… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The point is that when you're playing D&D and your group comes across a heap of treasure, or a big sparkly gem,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“He took a napkin-wrapped package out of the bag and offered it to her. “Also,” he added, “I make a mean cheese… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Shadowhunters,” he said. “They get in your blood, under your skin. I’ve been with vampires, werewolves, faeries, warlocks like me—and humans, so… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
But Clary never found out what it wasn't, because there was a cry of "Jace!" and Alec appeared, breathless from pushing his… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Aren't they supposed to be hiring someone else to train me, ANYWAY?" "Yes," he said, getting up and pulling her to her… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I wasn’t just worried about him; I was worried about you, too. There’s something so . . . reassuring about you. And… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“By the time they got to Java Jones, Eric was already onstage, swaying back and forth in front of the microphone with… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He’s not feeling well,” Clary said, catching at Simon’s wrist. “We’re going.” “No,” Simon said. “No, I — I need to talk… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The Queen‘s smile was wide and terrible. “What if I told you she could be freed by a kiss?” “You want Jace… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You’re a heartbreaker, Isabelle Lightwood,” he said, as lightly as he could with her blood still running through him like fire. “Jace… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“A moment later, Helen had returned; she was walking slowly now, and carefully, her hand on the back of a thin boy… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Thank you, Simon, I appreciate that." Luke opened the pizza box and, finding it empty, shut it with a sigh. "Though you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“She pushed the bathroom door open to discover Magnus lurking on the other side, clutching a towel in one hand and his… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jace: "I guess we better move the trash. We can start with the Dumpster," looking unenthusiastic. Clary: "You'd rather face a ravening… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Clary, Despite everything, I can't bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more then I can bear the thought… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The vampires start to close in. "shouldn't we stand back to back or something?" Clary said. "What? Why?" "I don't know. In… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You seem to be a mundane like any other mundane, yet you can see me. It’s a conundrum.” “What’s a mundane?” “Someone… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You're my sister," he said finally. "My sister, my blood, my family. I should want to protect you"—he laughed soundlessly without any… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I was trying to make you jealous!" Simon screamed, right back. His hands were fisted at his sides. "You're so stupid, Clary.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“We gather here today,” said Robert, reaching out his arms expansively, “to honor my son, Alexander Gideon Lightwood, who has single-handedly destroyed… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
