Say something in Mandarin,” said Tessa, with a smile. Jem said something that sounded like a lot of breathy vowels and consonants… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Luke indicated Simon and Clary with a wave of his hand. 'I brought some people to see you.' Jace's eyes moved to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I'm all right,' Jace protested, but his hand gripped Alec's sleeve tightly. 'I can stand.' It looks to me like you're using… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jem leaned closer against the chair, staring into the fire. “Better it were my hands,” he said. Will shook his head. Exhaustion… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Time was like the rain, glittering as it fell, changing the world, but something that could also be taken for granted. Until… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She smiled at him. “How did you know just what I’d want to see?” “How could I not?” he said. “When I… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
That was what humans did: They left on another messages through time, pressed between pages or carved into rock. Like reaching out… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Will pushed his hands through his damp hair. “Oh, yes,” he said bitterly. “Perhaps in some other life, beyond this one, when… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jace,” she said. “Why are you doing this to me?” “Because you’re lying to me. And you’re lying to yourself.” Jace’s eyes… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Being Jem, Tessa reflected, must be a great deal like being the owner of a thouroughbred dog that liked to bite your… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I swear, I almost died back there on that ship, you know." He let her hand go, but he was staring at… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She had no recollection, later, of having decided what to do next, or of having hunted for something to wear, but somehow… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Will remembered the two of them, running through the dark streets of London, jumping from rooftop to rooftop, seraph blades gleaming in… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Will’s hand looked brown and sunburnt by contrast, their fingers dovetailed together like piano keys. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Tell you what.' Alec reached for a second seraph blade. 'We live through this, and I promise I'll introduce you to my… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You're gorgeous," she said. Her hands slid around to flatten themselves against his chest. "You know that right?" "And I just don't… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I wouldn't cut you out of my life Clary, any more than I would cut off my right hand and give it… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Her hair was a damp mass of curls at the back of her neck, and Will looked away from her before he… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He's a cousin of some friends of the Lightwoods or something. He's nice. I promise." "Nice, bah. He's gorgeous." Magnus gazed dreamily… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Simon had never noticed before, but she wore a silver ring on her right hand, with a partner of flames around the… — 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
