“I don't understand what makes them come out like that!" "Hunger," said Jem. "Were you thinking about blood?" "No" "Were you thinking… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Tessa poked at her left incisor with her tongue. It was flat again, an ordinary tooth. "I don't understand what makes them… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Were you thinking about eating me?” Will inquired. “No!” “No one would blame you,” said Jem. “He’s very annoying. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
