Will moved to object, but it was too late; Henry had already pressed the button. There was a blinding flare of light… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“So you don't ever get angry at him?" Jem laughed out loud. "I would hardly say that. Sometimes I want to strangle… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Yes, she doesn't really look like either of us, does she? Perhaps she's a girl who's fallen madly in love with me… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
