“Will!” He turned at the familiar voice and saw Tessa. There was a small path cut along the side of the hill,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“She smiled. Her skin looked whiter than he recalled, and dark spidery veins were beginning to show beneath its surface. Her hair… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Isabelle had been trained to wake up early every morning, rain or shine, and a slight hangover did nothing to prevent it… — 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
Tessa was laying on her side, her brown hair spread over the pillow, watching Will, whose face was bent over the pages,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Against his own will, almost, Will felt himself understanding; he would have done anything, he thought, told any lie, taken any risk, to make… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
“So Jace is my actual family," Kit said. "But I can't go live with him, because him and his hot girlfriend are going off… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
Clarissa," he said, "here with the vampire, I see. When things have settled a bit, we really must discuss you choice in pets.. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
Must I go bound while you go free Must I love a manwho doesn't love me Must I be born with so little art… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl,' I'm going to kill you." "Who's Magnus?" Max inquired. "He's a warlock," said… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
“they all have always loved you Will Herondale, for you cannot hide what is good about yourself, however har you try.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
“We work through this together, remember? No shutting me out. No epic sulks.” “I was figuring I could sulk for Idris in the next… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
“Lex malla, lex nulla,” said Julian with a regretful wave of his hand. It was the Blackthorn family motto: A bad law is no… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
Maybe that was why she couldn't cry, she realized, staring dry-eyed at the ceiling. Because what was the point in crying when there was… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
“I wasn’t just worried about him; I was worried about you, too. There’s something so . . . reassuring about you. And Jace is… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
I firmly believe that you can't get a good movie without risking a bad movie. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share
