[...] He tasted like snowflakes and wine, like winter and Will and London. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Idris had been green and gold and russet in the autumn, when Clary had first been there. It had a stark grandeur… — cassandra clare Copy Share Image
Where did you get that?" Jace looked down and saw that the spider demon's poison had eaten a hole in his shirt,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Jem: I know what you're thinking. Tessa:I don't think you do. You're think, If they call this damp nastiness summer, what must… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Will looked as if he were being asked to believe in something impossible—snow in summertime, a London winter without rain. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You may have the worst timing since Napoleon decided the dead of winter was the right moment to invade Russia. — 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
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