The front door shut, leaving Alec sitting in the half-lit garden, alone. He closed his eyes for a moment, the image of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Looking at her, he was in London again. He saw the gaslight and smelled the smoke and dirt and horses, the metallic… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Other people have shrubbery in their gardens. You have a bottomless pit. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
A forty-foot worm?" Will muttered to Jem as they moved through the Italian garden, their boots - thanks to a pair of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
What is this?” he went on now, spearing an unfortunate object on a fork and raising it to eye level. “This… this…… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You cannot reduce the situation to worm jokes, Will. This is Gabriel and Gideon’s father we’re discussing.” “We’re not just discussing him;… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Th-there," she sobbed. "it dragged him to the Italian gardens. He managed to elude its maw at first, but it harried him… — 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
