“Isabelle! he called again. Let down your raven hair. Oh, my God, Clary muttered. There was something in that blood Raphael gave… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And I suppose you know who Magnus’ father is?” Luke said. “I paid a lot of money once to find it out,”… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“He had never felt entirely comfortable around Raphael. Raphael seemed to him like Loki or some other trickster God, sometimes working for… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
