“It was the girl with red hair and her friend. Jace stood up straight. The girl had taken her hair out of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I was following you.' - Jace 'Is this the part where you tell me you're secretly in love with me? Vampire mojo… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Yes," Jace said, unable to help himself, "I was trained to be an evil mastermind from a young age. Pulling the wings… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Why did you ask me to live with you? Werewolves hate vampires.” “I don’t,” said Kyle.” I’m not too fond of their… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“We need to talk,” she said. “All of us. About what we‘re going to do now.” “I was going to watch Project… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Yeah, well, you clearly also couldn't be bothered to call me and tell me you were shacking up with some dyed-blond wanna-be… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“He looked like the sort of boy who'd come over to your house to pick you up for a date and be… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“We?" Simon looked at him in disbelief. "Are you ever going home?" "What, bored with my company already?" "Let me ask you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“If I feel the urge to burst into flames, I'll let you know," Simon was getting fed up. "Look, did you actually… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“His hands lay flat on either side of him, his arms at his sides. He seemed barely to be breathing; she wasn't… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Knock her out,” Alec muttered, under his breath. “Just . . . clonk her on the head with something." “Just go,” Jace… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I'm glad you think this is funny." "You're not happy to see me, then?" Jace asked. "I have to say, I'm surprised.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“He clung to her more tightly, knotting his hands in her hair, trying to tell her, with the press of his mouth… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But isn't that what love is, Clarissa? Ownership? 'I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine,' as the Song of Songs… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But unlike you," said Jace, "there is nothing of hell in us." "You are mortal; you age; you die," the Queen said… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Isabelle rolled her eyes. "Oh, for the Angel's sake. Look, if there's no other way of getting out of this, I'll kiss… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You’re staring,” Alec said. His voice was clipped, disapproving. “At that girl. With the red hair.” "The one with the dark-haired friend?”… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Isabelle took out her invitation and waved it like a white flag. "I have an invitation. These"—she indicated the rest of the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Isabelle glanced quizzically toward the bar entrance. The red-haired girl was smiling. Jace wondered if Isabelle saw her. There was something about… — 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
