"He picks up his dates in a van? No wonder he‘s such a hit with the ladies." - Jace about Simon — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?" "A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“See, Jace never learned how to flirt properly, because he was raised by a murderous sociopath.” — Diana Peterfreund Copy Share Image
As for this," Magnus said sliding the stele into Jace's jeans pocket, "keep it in your pants, Shadowhunter." - 219 — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
There was no Jace Wayland more real than the one he saw in her eyes when she looked at him. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It'll be all right." Julia's gentleness makes it worse. "In the end, Jace." "It doesn't feel very all right." "That's because it's… — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
It's nearly full dark. We should go." "We? I thought you were going to leave me alone." "I lied," Jace said without… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Are you threatening to kidnap me?" "If you want to look at it that way," Jace said, "yes. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I still loved Marc desperately and couldn’t imagine life without him. Jace was…something else. Something I could feel but couldn’t articulate. Something… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“Demons," drawled the blond boy, tracing the word on the air with his finger. "Religiously defined as hell's denizens, the servants of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Admiring yourself?” The Inquisitor’s voice but through his reverie. “You wont look so pretty when the Clave gets through with you.” “You… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I'm just saying that I think I chose to act the way I did in part because of you. Since I've met… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But you've never drunk fresh blood. Have you?" Simon raised his own eyebrows in response. "Well, aside from mine, of course," Jace… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You love me. I know you do. I may have gone about this whole relationship all wrong with you and I know… — Kimberly Lauren 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
Why mundanes always insist on taking responsibility for things that aren't their fault is a mystery to me. You didn't force that… — 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
We shouldn’t,” protested Isabelle. “The Clave has a plan.” “The Clave has the collective intelligence of a pineapple,” said Jace. Alec blinked… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
A pair of werewolves occupied another booth. They were eating raw shanks of lamb and arguing about who would win in a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You see, cuckoos are parasites. They lay their eggs in other birds' nests. When the egg hatches, the baby cuckoo pushes the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jace: "I guess we better move the trash. We can start with the Dumpster," looking unenthusiastic. Clary: "You'd rather face a ravening… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The Inquisitor stared at him as if he were a talking cockroach. "Do you know about the cuckoo bird, Jonathan Morgenstern?" Jace… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
What are all these?" Clary asked. "Vials of holy water, blessed knives, steel and silver blades," Jace said, piling the weapons on… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Mene mene tekel upsharin,' Jace said with a faint smile. 'You don't recognize it? It's from the Bible, vampire. The old one.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You're the first Shadowhunter I've ever met." “That’s too bad,” said Jace, “since all the others you meet from now on will… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jace, Clary thought, was the sort of person who liked it when things were happening, even things that were bad — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
When Jace opened the greenhouse door, the scent hit Clary, soft as the padded blow of a cat's paw... — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
All that existed was Jace; all she felt, hoped, breathed, wanted, and saw was Jace. Nothing else mattered. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You on your way out?" Jace nodded. "Dont want to overstay our welcome." "What welcome?" Magnus asked. "I'd say is was a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
How awfully convenient for you, regardless. And for him. He won't have to worry about you spilling his secrets." "Yeah," Jace said.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Medium clever,” Simon acknowledged. “Like a cross between George Clooney in Ocean’s Eleven and those MythBusters guys, but, you know, better-looking.” “I’m… — 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
Romanian? That's impressive," said Jace. "Not many people speak it." "Do you?" Sebastian asked with interest. "Not really," Jace said with a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
And as for the Lightwoods," Simon said, "it's not that I like them that much. I mean, I like Isabelle, and I… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Why, oh why, had Jace picked a fight with a pack of wolves? What had possessed him? Then again, it was Jace.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Simon-But werewolfs don't like our kind! Jordan-I do. It's his kind I don't like. They think they're better than everyone else. Jace-No,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“What do you want?" "Clothes mostly, some weapons." Sebastian shook his head." Too dangerous. We need to get in and out fast.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Right. Vampires. But how do they get inside?" "They fly" ... "We dont fly," Clary felt impelled to point out. "No," Jace… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Some guys look at you like they only want sex. Jace looks at you like you've had sex - it was great… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“ NYC Institute has one. I'll show you sometime if you want. It's a date. It is maybe the least romantic spot… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
