The young man who appeared at the mouth of the alley was pale in the lamplight—paler even than he usually was, which… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
And Jessamine-Jessamine was gazing at her in abject horror, like someone who has seen a vision of their own ghost. For a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She had fallen asleep with her head on his arm, the clockwork angel, still around her throat, resting against his shoulder just… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She shook her head. She was so pale under the diffuse lamp-light that she looked almost transparent, as if Simon could have… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He flushed, the colour dark against his pale skin. 'I mean. Tessa Gray, will you do me the honour of becoming my… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The most remarkable thing about him were his eyes. They were laughing eyes, at once both joyous and tender: they were the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She smiled at him. “How did you know just what I’d want to see?” “How could I not?” he said. “When I… — 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
