“There's something about a place you've been with someone you love. It takes on a meaning in your mind. It becomes more… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Jules: Emma, everyone's afraid of something. We fear things because we value them. We fear losing people because we love them. We… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I don't know how to live in the world as a Shadowhunter without Will. I don't think i even want to. I… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She'd always had such contempt for mundanes, the way all Shadowhunters did--she'd believed that they were soft, stupid, sheeplike in their complacency.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“But Clary's a hero at heart- and that means she'll find a way to be the hero she needs to be, to… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
Black for hunting through the night For death and mourning the color's white Gold for a bride in her wedding gown And… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Break my heart, he said. "Break it in pieces. I give you my permission.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
It means 'Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234'. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
But-" Maia, still looking at Alec and Magnus, broke off and rasied her eyebrows. Simon turned to see what she was looking… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Don't you think 'Mark is kind of a weird name for a Shadowhunter?" Julian was saying as Emma approached. "I mean, if… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I'll take Shadowhunter, then. Because from what I've experienced of vampires, you mostly suck. No pun intended. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I always thought love made you stupid. Made you weak. A bad Shadowhunter. 'To love is to destroy.'I believed that[...]I used to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Well, it seems a bit silly, looking there,” said Will. “It’s not like Mortmain’s going to lodge a complaint against the Shadow-hunters… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She turned to look at Sebastian, lying on the bed. He was shirtless, and even in the dim light the old whip… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
