“By the Angel,” Jace said, looking the demon up and down. “I knew Greater Demons were meant to be ugly, but no… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I'm not so sure about this wind and howling darkness business," Jace went on, "smells more like landfill to me. You sure… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You had every right to be. He raised his eyes to look at her and she was suddenly and strangely reminded of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Will nodded slowly, then looked up at tha black sky. "The stars", he said. "I have never seen them so bright. The… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Yes...and I'm worried that if you get into the habit of making out with your instructors, you'll wind up making out with… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
If you run into a psychic wall face-first, do you wind up with psychic bruises? -Clary, pg.239- — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Her hair was a damp mass of curls at the back of her neck, and Will looked away from her before he… — 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
