And you won’t leave me?” “No.” Alec said. “No, we won’t ever leave you. You know that.” “Never.” Isabelle took his hand,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Someday, Will, I will go where none can follow me, and I think it will be sooner rather than later. Have you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And yet here he was, looking at Jem Carstairs, a boy so fragile-looking that he appeared to be made out of glass,… — 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
We’re Nephilim. Every one of our life’s passages has some mystical component — our births, our deaths, our, marriages, everything has a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Will pushed his hands through his damp hair. “Oh, yes,” he said bitterly. “Perhaps in some other life, beyond this one, when… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Emma’s gaze went from Alec to Jace, curious. “Do you worry about him?” she asked Alec, surprising a laugh out of him.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I should have known what you would do,” Jem said in a low voice. “I always know what you will do. I… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Magnus rolled onto his back and put his feet up on the arm of the sofa. “What do you care if Alec’s… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
