Miss Cecily," she gasped, and then her eyes went to Will. She clapped a hand over her mouth, turned, and bolted back… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The conviction that everyone in this house must be dead had gained such a hold on Magnus that it was a shock… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Belatedly, she realized something else. “Do you … have anything?” He didn’t seem to have recovered from her last comment. “But do… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“She was afraid you'd freak out? Start seeing demons in the White House?" ... "There are demons in the White House?" "I… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jace perched on the windowsill and looked down at him. "You really don't get this bodyguard thing, do you?" "I didn't even… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Just be careful. When we arrive at the house, you can’t look to me for help or instruction. Remember, I am your… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I believe that writer's block is a symptom. It's not a disease, it's the symptom of a disease. So what I try… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jace, on the other hand, looked like the sort of boy who'd come over to your house and burn it down for… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Demonic activity levels? Do they have a device that measures whether the demons inside the house are doing power yoga? — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She opened her mouth to answer, but he was already kissing her. She had kissed him so many times—soft gentle kisses, hard… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
And so what? I just killed a demon in my own house, and you're going to be a dickhead about it because… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
If you do not intend to help us," she said, "then leave this house. Dawn is coming." "I am not a vampire."… — 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
Is there some particular reason that you're here?" ... "Not this again." "Not what again?" said Clary. "Every time I annoy him,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Oh, its big enough,” he said patronizingly, “but somehow I was expecting…you know.” He gestured with his hands, indicating something roughly the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
HOUSE RULES [at the Praetor Lupus Headquarters] No shape-shifting in the hallways. No howling. No silver. Clothing must be worn at all… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She was afraid you'd freak out? Start seeing demons in the White House? — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The rich bought wonderful clothes you recognized. The richest had their pople go to Paris and buy the entire new collection that… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Demonic activity levels? Do they have a device that measures whether the demons inside the house are doing power yoga?” -Simon, pg.340- — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She turned back to Jace. "Do you have to be so-," she began, but stopped when she saw his face. It looked… — 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