I get no sense from his note at all,” said Will, bounding to his feet, “except that he can quote Tennyson’s lesser… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Even in half demon hunter clothes, Clary thought, he looked like the kind of boy who'd come over your house to pick… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I did it because I love you!" he half-shouted, and then, as if registering the shocked look her face, he said in… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Meet me in the courtyard in half an hour, then,” said Will. “I’ll wake Cyril. And be prepared to swoon at my… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He's not in a very good mood," said Luke, pausing in front of a closed door. "I shut him up in Freaky… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
A parabatai. Like he was. And Jace knew, too, what that faded rune meant: a parabatai whose other half was dead. He… — 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
