He made a sound like a choked laughed before he reached out and pulled her into her arms. She was aware of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Is this your way of telling me to shut my face?” Jace inquired. “Remember when you mocked me for sneaking around with… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Honestly, Jace,” she said, as gently as she’d touched him, “don’t you know better than to play with broken glass?” He made… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
