“Goodness, that stuff rips like paper,” she exclaimed, reaching to pull her tank top off. She was halfway through the action when… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“If I feel the urge to burst into flames, I'll let you know," Simon was getting fed up. "Look, did you actually… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Suddenly reminded, she clapped a hand over her mouth. "Oh—Simon!" "No, I'm Jace," said Jace patiently. "Simon is the weaselly little one… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Of course, everyone's going to freak out when you show up at school." "Freak out? Why?" "Because you're so much hotter now… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Shapes began to appear in the mist as it thickened. Clary saw herself and Simon as children, holding hands, crossing a street… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“You’re here!” Isabelle danced up to them in delight, carrying a glass of fuchsia liquid, which she thrust at Clary. “Have some… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Oh, Lord Montgomery, what do you mean to do with me in this bedroom when you have me all alone? An innocent… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
