Dear Alec, As your best friend and parabatai, I am offended not to have been asked to be your best man at… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Clary- "How to Come Out to Your Parents," she read out loud. "LUKE. Don't be ridiculous. Simon's not gay, he's a vampire. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Hey, Clary. You take care of yourself," he said. "I know you can." He paused. "And take care of Jace, that poor,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I don’t think so,” Clary said. “I think maybe she reminded me of you.” “Because I’m tiny, blonde, and look good in… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Everything we need to know is locked up in your head, under those pretty red curls." Clary reached up to touch her… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Everyone has choices to make; no one has the right to take those choices away from us. Not even out of love."… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
There might simply be nothing going on that might activate it. Perhaps there isn't anything here that Alec is afraid of." Magnus… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Across from it was a long dedication, the ink faded now and barely legible, though Clary could make out the signature: With… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He had to think he was Michael Wayland’s son, or the Lightwoods would not have protected him as they did. It was… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Simon - "You look happy. And a good thing for you that she does" Jace - "Is this the part where you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I've noticed the Fair Folk often say 'perhaps' when there is a truth they want to hide," Clary said. "It keeps you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I love you, Clary wanted to say. And, I would do it again. I would always ask for you. But those weren’t… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Oh, come on, Jace," Clary said. "You can't wait for perfect behavior from everyone. Adults screw up too. Go back to the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Clary didn't ask what that was. She was busy trying not to fall over. The ground was heaving up and down under… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Unless... " Now he looked at her in surprise. "Unless what?" She jabbed a finger at his shoulder. "When did you get… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Are you allowed to date faeries?” Clary asked finally. “Would your-would the Lightwoods be cool with Isabelle and whatshisname-” “Meliron,” put in… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Clary: Simon, it's a perfectly fine plan. Simon: The plan where you follow Jace and Sebastian off to some unknown dimension pocket… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You're a Shadowhunter," he said. "You know how to deal with injuries." He slid his stele across the table toward her. "Use… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Hello, hello.” Magnus swept toward them..."Alec, my darling, Clary. And rat-boy." He swept a bow toward Simon, who looked annoyed. "To what… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Because I finally can,” Sebastian said. “You’ve no idea what it’s been like, being around the lot of you these past few… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“It’s not your fault,” Alec was saying. He sounded weary, as if he’d been through this sort of thing with his sister… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The funny thing about mundies," Jace said, to nobody in particular, "is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Jace threw his hands up. "So it doesn't work." "Not necessarily," Luke said. "There might simply be nothing going on that might… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Why did you?” Clary asked. “Why did I what?” “Help me back there.” “You’re my sister.” She swallowed. In the morning light,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Luke moved as silently as fog, while Maryse's heels sounded like gunshots on the marble floor. Clary wondered if Isabelle's propensity for… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But Clary's a hero at heart- and that means she'll find a way to be the hero she needs to be, to… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“So this is more a “do as the Codex says, not as Jace does” situation, I guess. Since he just Marks any… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Cucumber and bergamot," Clary said. "Is there anything else you hate that I ought to know about?" Jace looked at Dorothea over… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Magnus knelt first. Clary would never have guessed that. Magnus was so proud, but then it was a pride that transcended the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Well, I guess I'll see you around. You're the first Shadowhunter I've ever met." "That's too bad,"said Jace, "since all the ones… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Watching Jace hug Isabelle, she tried to school her features into a happy and loving expression. "Are you all right?" Simon asked,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Before Clary could respond, Jace’s eyes slid open. He looked up at the warlock, dazzled and dizzy. “What are you doing here?”… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Alec's trying to get Magnus to take him seriously, but he's never told our parents about Magnus, or even that he likes,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Anything?" She laughed. "Like what kind of anything did you want?" "Well, when I was five, I wanted to take a bath… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I hadn't stopped believing in God. I'd just stopped believing God cared. There might be a god, Clary, and there might not… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Magnus held up a warning finger. "Don't overstep yourself, biscuit," he said, and moved past them, disappearing into the crowd around the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Were you ever actually going to leave New York, or were you just saying that to get her to finally make a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Baby?" She perched beside him in the chair. "You're kidding me right?" "I was trying it out, no?" "no," she said firmly… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
One of the things he'd always loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“He cut his glance toward Jace, who was walking a few paces ahead of them, apparently conversing with the cat. Clary wondered… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
