He wants her in his bedroom. And not in that way — no girl has ever been in his bedroom that way.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Isabelle glanced quizzically toward the bar entrance. The red-haired girl was smiling. Jace wondered if Isabelle saw her. There was something about… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The Angel blade burns you, just as God's name chokes you," said Valentine, his cool voice sharp as crystal. "They say that… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But sleep didn't come. She could hear Jace's soft piano playing through the walls, but that wasn't what was keeping her awake.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Clary was trying not to think about the fact that it had been three days since she'd seen Magnus, and he'd sent… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
