For a moment Clary thought she might fall; she felt as if something essential had been torn away from her, an arm… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Enough, both of you,' Clary said. 'You can't be complete jerks to each other forever, you know.' Technically,' said Simon, 'I can.'… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“What's on?" Magnus inquired. "What Not to Wear," came a familiar drawling voice, emanating from a sprawled figure in one of the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
