“I don't know who I am. I look like Stephen Herondale, and I act like a Lightwood and I talk like my… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Maybe I can climb one of those," Simon said, eyeing the fat white pillars that held up the slanted roof of the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“It was the girl with red hair and her friend. Jace stood up straight. The girl had taken her hair out of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
unfortunately, we're all out of bitter evange at the moment, so it's either tea or nothing — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Oh, you know. Jace reminds me of an old boyfriend. Some guys look at you like they want sex. Jace looks at… — 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
Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. "Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The alley and the music all fell away, and there was nothing but her and the rain and Jace, his hands on… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Is there some particular reason that you're here?" ... "Not this again." "Not what again?" said Clary. "Every time I annoy him,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self. — Magnus Copy Share Image
“And tell them what?" Jace said witheringly. "That invisible people are bothering you? Trust me, little girl, the police aren't going to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Sorry. Was it awful?” “Being a rat? No. First it was disorienting. I was suddenly at ankle-level with everyone. I thought I'd… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“We need to talk,” she said. “All of us. About what we‘re going to do now.” “I was going to watch Project… — 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
We came to see Jace. Is he alright?" "I don't know," Magnus said. "Does he normally just lie on the floor like… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Missing, one stunningly attractive teenage boy. Answers to 'Jace' or 'Hot Stuff — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Yeah, well, you clearly also couldn't be bothered to call me and tell me you were shacking up with some dyed-blond wanna-be… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Growing up happens when you start having things you look back on and wish you could change -Clary Fray — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Simon's band never actually produced any music. Mostly they sat around in Simon's living room, fighting about potential names and band logos.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I don't want to be a man," said Jace. "I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can't confront his own inner… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It was at first almost as if he hadn't wanted to kiss her. His mouth was hard on hers, unyielding; then he… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“His hands lay flat on either side of him, his arms at his sides. He seemed barely to be breathing; she wasn't… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Llegaste a mi vida y de repente tuve una verdad a la que aferrarme: que yo te amaba y tú me amabas.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
