“What are you most scared of, Caitlin? What I can do to you, or how I make you feel?” — Lindsay J. Pryor Copy Share Image
“What could you do, when what threatened the ones you loved was something else you loved just as much?” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Playing the martyr doesn’t suit you, Leila.’ ‘Maybe not, but playing the complete and utter bastard clearly suits you.” — Lindsay J. Pryor 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
“Kit had never had any siblings, never had a mother, had only had Johnny. His father. His father who had died, and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I will not be threatened. Do you understand me?’ He leaned closer again, his lips less than a couple of inches from… — Lindsay J. Pryor Copy Share Image
“You can only fight what you are for so long. Eventually the hand that nature has dealt you will make you become… — Lindsay J. Pryor Copy Share Image
“I’m not punishing you.’ ‘No?’ ‘No. You’d know if I was. Trust me.” — Lindsay J. Pryor Copy Share Image
“We die, you die. You die, we survive. I think there’s a pecking order in that, don’t you?” — Lindsay J. Pryor Copy Share Image
“I'm already inside your head. And your body's most definitely next.” — Lindsay J. Pryor Copy Share Image
“She exhaled curtly. ‘I’m a serryn. That’s all you see. I’m just something to be tortured, slain or sold off as a… — Lindsay J. Pryor Copy Share Image
