under his dripping hair, he was as white as parchment, his hands clenched at his sides so tightly that they were shaking.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
There's no need to clarify my finger snap," said Magnus. "The implication was clear in the snap itself. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She took out a shiny folded pamphlet, the kind they kept stacked in clear plastic stands in hospital waiting rooms. "How to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
How could you have guessed?” Miserable though Will was, he felt free, as if a heavy burden had been displaced from him.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Charlotte said that if I chose, I could cease to be a Gray and take the name my mother should have had… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Isabelle was holding an umbrella. It was clear plastic, decorated with decals of colorful flowers. It was one of the girliest things… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I… — 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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
