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A Lot Of People Feel Like Urban Fantasy Is A Shortcut That Gets You Around World-building, Because It's Set "in The Real World." But It Doesn't Really Work That Way, As I Found Out. You Have To Come Up With Just As Consistent An Internal Cosmology And Magic System As You Would If You Were Writing High Fantasy.

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A Lot Of People Feel Like Urban Fantasy Is A Shortcut That Gets You Around World-building, Because It's Set "in The Real World." But It Doesn't Really Work That Way, As I Found Out. You Have To Come Up With Just As Consistent An Internal Cosmology And Magic System As You Would If You Were Writing High Fantasy.

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You On Your Way Out?" Jace Nodded. "dont Want To Overstay Our Welcome." "what Welcome?" Magnus Asked. "i'd Say Is Was A Pleasure To Meet You, But It Wasn't. Not That You Aren't All Fairly Charming, And As For You-" He Dropped A Glittery Wink At Alec, Who Looked Astounded. "call Me?" -magnus & Jace, Pg.243-

She Realized That This Scarred, Sarcastic Boy, Was Gentle With The Things He Loved.

City Of Lost Souls

You Can’t Just Keep Grabbing At Me Every Time You See Me. It’s Not A Substitute For Actually Talking.

Do You Miss Wales?” Tessa Inquired. Will Shrugged Lightly. “what’s To Miss? Sheep And Singing,” He Said. “and The Ridiculous Language. Fe Hoffwn I Fod Mor Feddw, Fyddai Ddim Yn Cofio Fy Enw.” “what Does That Mean?” “it Means ‘i Wish To Get So Drunk I No Longer Remember My Own Name,’ Quite Useful.

It’s Me,” Said Jace. “watching Me Play Scrabble Is Enough To Make Most Women Swoon. Imagine If I Actually Put In Some Effort.

Anything?" She Laughed. "like What Kind Of Anything Did You Want?" "well, When I Was Five, I Wanted To Take A Bath In Spaghetti." -clary & Jace, Pg.310-

They Confused Beauty With Innocence And Harmlessness.

You're Not Gay, Are You?" Simon's Greenish Color Deepened. "if I Were, I Would Dress Better.

You Can't Raise A Child To Believe The Opposite Of What You Do.

I Was Hoping They Would Put Up Flyers Like They Do For Lost Cats." He Said. "missing, One Stunningly Attractive Teenage Boy. Answers To 'jace' Or 'hotstuff'." "you Did Not Just Say That." "you Don't Like 'hotstuff'? You Think 'sweet Cheeks' Might Be Better? "love Crumpet'? Really? That Last One's Stretching It A Bit. Though, Technically My Family Is British-

Well, You'll Have To Wait Till Tomorrow. I'm Out Of Commission." (he Points To His Shirt) "look. Jammies.

Alec Raised His Blue Eyes."whos Will?" Magnus Exhled A Sort Laugh."will.dear God.that Was A Long Time Ago.will Was A Shadowhunter,like You.and Yes,he Did Look Like You,but Your Nothing Like Him.jace Is Much More The Way Will Was,in Personality At Least-and My Relationship With You Is Nothing Like The One I Had With Will.is That Whats Bothering You?" "i Dont Like Thinking Your Only With Me Because I Look Like So Dead Guy You Liked.

Alec Looked At Her And Shook His Head. "how Do You Manage Never To Get Mud On Your Clothes?" Isabelle Shrugged Philosophically. "i'm Pure At Heart. It Repels The Dirt.

The Past Is Nothing To [the Young], Not Even Another Country As It Is To The Old, Or Even A Nightmare As It Is To The Guilty.

But-jace What Are You Doing?' 'finishing My Shower. And If You‘ve Made Me Run Through All The Hot Water, I‘ll Be Very Annoyed.

Only Jace, Clary Thought, Could Look Cool In Pajama Bottoms And An Old T-shirt, But He Pulled It Off, Probably Through Sheer Force Of Will. -pg. 329-

If You Don’t Go After Luke,” Clary Said, Enunciating Very Clearly, “i, Personally, Will Kill You.” For A Moment Jocelyn Looked Astonished. Then She Smiled. “well,” She Said, “if You Put It Like That.

Can I Help You With Something?" Clary Turned Instant Traitor Against Her Gender. "those Girls On The Other Side Of The Car Are Staring At You." Jace Assumed An Air Of Mellow Gratification. "of Course They Are," He Said, "i Am Stunningly Attractive.

I Shall Charm Him With Such Force That When I Am Done, He Will Be Left Lying Limply On The Ground, Trying To Remember His Own Name.

You Can Keep It A Secret.... But Secrets Have Their Own Weight, And It Can Be A Very Heavy One.

If There's A Thing I've Learned In My Life It's To Not Be Afraid Of The Responsibility That Comes With Caring For Other People. What We Do For Love: Those Things Endure. Even If The People You Do Them For Don't

That Was What Humans Did: They Left On Another Messages Through Time, Pressed Between Pages Or Carved Into Rock. Like Reaching Out A Hand Through Time, And Trusting In A Phantom Hoped-for Hand To Catch Yours. Humans Did Not Last Forever. They Could Only Hope What They Made Would Endure.

They’re Not Hideous,” Said Tessa. Will Blinked At Her. “what?” “gideon And Gabriel,” Said Tessa. “they’re Really Quite Good-looking, Not Hideous At All.” “i Spoke,” Said Will, In Sepulchral Tones, “of The Pitch-black Inner Depths Of Their Souls.” Tessa Snorted. “and What Color Do You Suppose The Inner Depths Of Your Soul Are, Will Herondale?” “mauve,” Said Will.

Hey," Said Jace. Who Was Sitting On An Overturned Speaker, Looking At His Cellphone, "do You Want To See A Photo Of Alec And Magnus In Berlin?" "not Really," Said Simon. "magnus Is Wearing Lederhosen." "and Yet, Still No.

Wherever We Are, We Are As One

Better Together

Her Hair Was A Damp Mass Of Curls At The Back Of Her Neck, And Will Looked Away From Her Before He Could Remember What It Felt Like To Put His Hands Through That Hair And Feel The Strands Wind About His Fingers. It Was Easier At The Institute, With Jem And The Others To Distract Him, To Remember That Tessa Was Not His To Recall That Way. Here, Feeling As If He Were Facing The World With Her By His Side--feeling That She Was Here For Him Instead Of, Quite Sensibly, For The Health Of Her Own Fiance--it Was Nearly Impossible.

She Looked Around. They Had Drifted Far Away From The Bank Of The Canal. "are We Stealing This Boat?" "stealing' Is Such An Ugly Word," He Mused. "what Do You Want To Call It?" He Picked Her Up And Swung Her Around Before Putting Her Down. "an Extreme Case Of Window-shopping.

Window Shopping

Chairmen Meow Deserves Me Every Effort.

We Were Once Getting Married. And I Have Loved You All This Time- A Century And A Half. -jem

To Love Is To Destroy, And That To Be Loved Is To Be The One Destroyed.

You Cannot Reduce The Situation To Worm Jokes, Will. This Is Gabriel And Gideon’s Father We’re Discussing.” “we’re Not Just Discussing Him; We’re Chasing Him Through An Ornamental Sculpture Garden Because He’s Turned Into A Worm.

Do You Normally Turn Up In Gentlemen's Bedrooms In The Middle Of The Night? If I'd Known That, I Would Have Campaigned Harder To Make Sure Charlotte Let You Stay.

I Belong To You. You Could Do Anything You Wanted With Me And I Would Let You. You Could Ask Anything Of Me And I'd Break Myself Trying To Make You Happy. My Heart Tells Me This Is The Best And Greatest Feeling I Have Ever Had.

We Need To Talk. All Of Us About What We're Going To Do Now." "i Was Going To Watch Project Runway.

You And Jace – You’re Not Quite Normal, Are You? I Mean, Not Normal Shadowhunters. There’s Something Special About You Both. Like The Seelie Queen Said. You Were Experiments.” He Smiled At Her Startled Look. “i’m Not Stupid. I Can Put These Things Together. You With Your Rune Powers, And Jace, Well…no One Could Be That Annoying Without Some Kind Of Supernatural Assistance.

Nothing Less Than 7 Inches.

And In Addition To Its Practical Uses, It Would Seem To Work For Cosmetic Purposes. This Powder Would Make My Very Skin Glimmer For Eternity." Henry Frowned. "not Eternity," He Said, But Then He Brightened. "but I Could Make You Up Another Batch Whenever You Please!" "i Could Shine At Will!" Magnus Grinned At Henry.

Was This What It Meant To Love Someone? That Any Burden Was A Burden Shared, That They Could Give You Comfort With A Word Or A Touch?

It's Simon. He's Missing." "ah," Said Magnus, Delicately, "missing What, Exactly?" "missing," Jace Repeated, "as In Gone, Absent, Notable For His Lack Of Presence, Disappeared." "maybe He's Gone And Hidden Under Something," Magnus Suggested. "it Can't Be Easy Getting Used To Being A Rat, Especially For Someone So Dim-witted In The First Place." "simon's Not Dim-witted," Clary Protested Angrily. "it's True," Jace Agreed. "he Just Looks Dim-witted. Really His Intelligence Is Quite Average.

And Who Are All These People? There Weren't This Many When I Fell Asleep." Alfie Shrugged, Indicating That The Universe Was Mysterious And Nothing Would Ever Be Fully Understood.

For A Moment She Just Stared, Wondering If There Were Another Girl Staying Here, Or If Sebastian Had Taken To Cross-dressing.

To Draw Something Is To Try To Capture It Forever.

Some People Value Sentiments Over Diamonds.

Hodge Had Given Up A Long Time Ago Trying To Live A Better Life Or A Different One; All He Wanted Was Not To Be Afraid, And So He Was Afraid All The Time

Other Crack Teams Get Bat Boomerangs And Wall-climbing Powers; We Get Aquatruck.

Magnus Had Learned To Be Careful About Giving His Memories With His Heart. When People Died, It Felt Like All The Pieces Of Yourself You Had Given To Them Went As Well. It Took So Long, Building Yourself Back Up Until You Were Whole Again, And You Were Never Entirely The Same.

There Was Something About Jace, Though, That Made Her Want To Push Him, Crack That Shell Of Cynicism And Make Him Admit Her Believed Something, Felt Something, Cared About Anythinng At All.

The Law May Be Hard But It's The Law.

Funny Isn’t It?” Said Sebastian. “the Lies Good People Tell. He’ll Probably Make You Eggs Every Day For The Rest Of Your Life Now, And You’ll Choke Them Down Because You Can’t Tell Him You Don’t Like Them.” Clary Thought Of The Seelie Queen. “love Makes Liars Of Us All?

Unfortunatley, Lady Of The Haven, My One True Love Remains My Self.

Clockwork Princess

Tessa Exhaled. She Hadn't Realized That She Had Been Holding Her Breath Until That Moment. Will Must Have Heard Her, For He Raised His Head And His Gaze Met Hers Across The Clearing. Something In It Made Her Look Away. Agony Stripped So Raw Was Not Meant For Her Eyes.

Perhaps, But You Would Not Exist Without A Woman, Would You? However Little Use You May Find Us, We Are Cleverer And More Determined And More Patient Than Men. Men May Be Stronger, But It Is Women Who Endure.

Simon-but Werewolfs Don't Like Our Kind! Jordan-i Do. It's His Kind I Don't Like. They Think They're Better Than Everyone Else. Jace-no, I Think I'm Better Than Everybody Else. City Of Fallen Angels- Jace, Simon, And Jordan.

We Seemed To Be Trapped In An Episode Of One Life To Waste. It's All Very Dull.

It Will Bring You Light Even Among The Darkest Shadows Of This World And Others

It's The Mortal Cup Jace, Not The Mortal Toilet Bowl.

He's Got A Great Sense Of Humor For A Guy Who Never Says Anything.

What Did Wards Matter When You Could Create Your Own Reality Just By Drawing It?

It's Because You're Too Scared To Tell Anyone Who You Really Love. Love Makes Us Liars.

You Had Every Right To Be. He Raised His Eyes To Look At Her And She Was Suddenly And Strangely Reminded Of Being Four Years Old At The Beach, Crying When The Wind Came Up And Blew Away The Castle She Had Made. Her Mother Had Told Her She Could Make Another One If She Liked, But It Hadn't Stopped Her Crying Because What She Had Thought Was Permanent Was Not Permanent After All, But Only Made Out Of Sand That Vanished At The Touch Of Wind And Water.

Why Did He Kiss You?" She Said.

You're All He Ever Wants.

I Must Say, I Rather Like The Way You Manage Will.

Trying To Read His Face. It Was Like A Book Written In A Foreign Language She'd Studied All Too Briefly.

If We're Going To The Silent City, You Might Want To Get Dressed. I Mean, I Appreciate The Bra-and-panties Look, But I Don't Know If The Silent Brothers Will. There Are Only A Few Of The Left, And I Don't Want Them To Die Of Excitement.

Tess?” A Soft Voice At The Door; She Looked Up And Saw Will There, Silhouetted In The Light From The Corridor.

If I Was Harsh With You, It Was Because I Cannot Bear To See You Treat Yourself As If You Are Worth Nothing. Whatever Part You Might Act To The Contrary, I See You As You Really Are, My Blood Brother. Not Just Better Than You Pretend To Be, But Better Than Most People Could Hope To Be.

I'm Not So Sure About This Wind And Howling Darkness Business," Jace Went On, "smells More Like Landfill To Me. You Sure You're Not From Staten Island?

Wanderlust Is Not Unheard Of In Our Kind; It Comes Upon Us Now And Then. When You Can Live Forever, Staying In One Place Can Come To Seem A Dull Prison After Many, Many Years.

Magnus, I Wish I Had The Nerve To Wear The Kind Of Pants You Do.

What Is Aldous Capable Of?" "aldous Is Two Thousands Years Old. He's Capable Of Anything." "aldous Nix Is Two Thousands Years Old?" "so, I've Heard. He Doesn't Invite Me To His Birthday Parties.

Sebastian Never Does Anything Just For Fun.” Jace Took Clary’s Hand And Pulled Her Toward Him. “but I Do.

Everyone Knows That Quote Because Of The Doors." Jace Looked At Her Blankly. "the Doors. They Were A Band." "if You Say So," He Said. "i Suppose You Don't Have Much Time For Enjoying Music," Clary Said, Thinking Of Simon, For Whom Music Was His Entire Life, "in Your Line Of Work." He Shrugged. "maybe The Occasional Wailing Chorus Of The Damned.

Facilis Descensus Averno Noctes Atque Dies Patet Atri Ianua Ditis Sed Revocare Gradum Superasque Evadere Ad Auras Hoc Opus Labor Est

Will Speechless For Once, A Glass Of Water Frozen Halfway To His Lips

Are You In Fashion? You Look Like You're In Fashion." "no," [magnus] Said. "i Am Fashion.

Unless There Was A Reason For Me To Stay.

My Name Is Herondale," The Boy Said Cheerfully. "william Herondale, But Everyone Calls Me Will. Is This Really Your Room? Not Very Nice, Is It?" He Wandered Toward The Window, Pausing To Examine The Stacks Of Books On Her Bedside Table, And Then The Bed Itself. He Waved A Hand At The Ropes. "do You Often Sleep Tied To The Bed?

Cecy, What Are You Doing Here?" She Took A Step Forward, Then Paused On The Threshold, Glancing Down At Her Bare Feet. “i Could Ask Of You The Same.” “i Like To Talk To The Horses At Night. They Make Good Company. And You Should Not Be Out And About In Your Nightgown. There Are Lightwoods Wandering These Halls.

Charlotte, Darling," Henry Said To His Wife, Who Was Staring At Him In Gape-mouthed Horror. Jessamine, Beside Her, Was Wide Eyed. "sorry I'm Late. You Know, I Think I Might Nearly Have The Sensor Working-" Will Interrupted. "henry," He Said, "you're On Fire. You Do Know That Don't You?

You Didn't Have To Come After Me." "yes, I Did," He Said. "you're Far Too Inexperienced To Protect Yourself In A Hostile Situation Without Me." "that's Sweet. Maybe I'll Forgive You." "forgive Me? Fro What?" "fro Telling Me To Shut Up." His Eyes Narrowed. "i Did Not... Well, I Did, But You Were-" "never Mind.

Magnus Began To Be Truly Alarmed. Will's Voice Would Have Shaken, Betraying That His Cruelty Had Been Part Of His Playacting, But His Son's Laugh Was That Of Someone Genuinely Delighted By The Chaos Erupting All Around Him

Tessa, Surprising Herself, Let Out A Gasp Of Laughter. Will Looked At Her, His Mouth Just Beginning To Quirk Up In A Grin. "i Must Be More Amusing Than I Thought. Which Would Make Me Very Amusing Indeed.

That Was Enterprising," Will Sounded Nearly Impressed. Nate Smiled. Tess Shot Him A Furious Look. "don't Look Pleased With Yourself. When Will Says 'enterprising' He Means 'morally Deficient.'" "no, I Mean Enterprising," Said Will. "when I Mean Morally Deficient, I Say, 'now, That's Something I Would Have Done'.

My Blood In His Veins." ~jace

With Tears Running Down Her Face, Cecily Had Reminded Him Of The Moment At Her Wedding To Gabriel When He Had Delivered A Beautiful Speech Praising The Groom, At The End Of Which He Had Announced, “dear God, I Thought She Was Marrying Gideon. I Take It All Back.

When The Soul Has Left The Body, It Belongs To Death. And It Cannot Be Taken Back Without A Price.

Will Turned Around Slowly, Wiping Blood From His Face. "you're Glaring At Me," He Said To Magnus. "you Look Like Church Before He Bites Someone.

If The Marriage Were Valid, She'd Be Your Sister-in-law.

Isabelle: Do You Want Some Soup? Jace: No Isabelle: Do You Think Hodge Will Want Some Soup? Jace: No One Wants Soup Simon: I Want Some Soup! Jace: No, You Don't. You Just Want To Sleep With Isabelle

You Bled On The Speaking Stars ...i Bet There's A Law Somewhere About That.

Even In Half Demon Hunter Clothes, Clary Thought, He Looked Like The Kind Of Boy Who'd Come Over Your House To Pick You Up For A Date And Be Polite To Your Parents And Nice To Your Pets. Jace On The Other Hand, Looked Like The Kind Of Boy Who'd Come Over Your House And Burn It Down Just For Kicks.

I Am Glad,” He Said. “they Will Be Able To Take Care Of Each Other When I Am Gone, Or At Least I Can Hope For It. He Says She Does Not Love Him, But—surely She Will Come To Love Him In Time. Will Is Easy To Love, And He Has Given Her His Whole Heart. I Can See It. I Hope She Will Not Break It.

You May Choose Your Friends, But Not Your Unlikely Saviors,” Magnus Said Cheerfully.

And There Are Vampires, Too? Werewolves, Warlocks, All That Stuff?" Clary Gnawed Her Lower Lip. "so I Hear." "and You Kill Them, Too?" Simon Asked, Directing The Question To Jace, Who Had Put The Stele Back In His Pocket And Was Examining His Flawless Nails For Defects. "only When They've Been Naughty.

That's Your Truck Parked Up By The Factory Isn't It?" Magnus Pointed. "it's Awfully Butch For A Bookseller.

I Suppose We All Lie To Ourselves Sometimes.

Oh, Do You Have A Tale Of Two Cities?" "that Silly Thing? Men Going Around Getting Their Heads Chopped Off For Love? Ridiculus." Will Unpeeled Himself From The Door And Made His Way Toward Tessa Where She Stood By The Bookshelves. He Gestured Expansively At The Vast Number Of Volumes All Around Him. "no, Here You'll Find All Sorts Of Advice About How To Chop Off Someone Else's Head If You Need To; Much More Useful.

If You Knew How To Cook, Maybe I Would Eat," Jace Muttered. Isabelle Froze, Her Spoon Poised Dangerously. "what Did You Say?" Jace Edged Toward The Fridge. "i Said I'm Going To Look For A Snack To Eat." That's What I Thought You Said." Isabelle Turned Her Attention To The Soup.

Jem Cried Out With All His Remaining Strength. You Cannot Go Where I Am Going! Nor Would I Want That For You!

You Disappear So Completely Into Your Head Sometimes," He Said. "i Wish I Could Follow You.

Nothing Is Permanent," Magnus Said. "i Know This From Experience. But You Can Get New Things. You Can Meet New People. You Can Go On.

Is This The Part Where You Start Tearing Off Strips Of Your Shirt To Bind My Wounds?" "if You Wanted Me To Rip My Clothes Off, You Should Have Just Asked.

Hmph," She Said. "i'd Like To See You Learn How To Manage Sitting And Standing Up Straight In Stays And Petticoats And A Dress With A Foot's Worth Of Train!" "so Would I," Said Gideon From Across The Room.

Then Forget Gabriel. Is There A Particular Reason You Keep Biting Vampires?" Will Touched The Dried Blood On His Wrists, And Smiled. "they Don't Expect It.

You Said You Were Going For A Walk!? What Kind Of Walk Takes Six Hours?" "a Long One?

I Want You To Be Happy, And Him To Be Happy. And Yet When You Walk That Aisle To Meet Him And Join Yourselves Forever You Will Walk An Invisible Path Of The Shards Of My Heart Tessa. I Would Give Over My Own Life For Either Of Yours.

He Was Staring Straight Ahead, Still Breathing Hard. “i Have Something I Want To Give You.” “i Gathered That.” At That He Jerked His Gaze Back To Hers And Almost Reluctantly Grinned. “not That.

History Gets Written By The Winners.

It Wouldn't Be My Move," Jace Agreed. " First The Candy And Flowers, Then The Apology Letters, Then The Ravenous Demon Hordes. In That Order." "he Might Have Sent Her Candy And Flowers," Isabelle Said. "we Don't Know." "isabelle," Said Hodge Patiently, "this Is The Man Who Rained Down Destruction On Idris The Like Of Which It Had Never Seen,who Set Shadowhunter Against Downworlder And Made The Streets Of The Glass City Run With Blood." "that's Sort Of Hot," Isabella Argued, " That Evil Thing.

She Looked Up From Closing It To Find Jace Watching Her Through Hooded Eyes. “and One Last Thing,” He Said. He Reached Over And Pulled The Sparking Pins Out Of Her Hair, So That It Fell In Warm Heavy Curls Down Her Neck. The Sensation Of Hair Tickling Her Bare Skin Was Unfamiliar And Oddly Pleasant. “much Better,” He Said, And She Thought This Time That Maybe His Voice Was Uneven Too.

Henry's Breath Hissed Out Through His Teeth. That Ba-bad Man, He Finished, With A Quick Glance At Cecily, Who Rolled Her Eyes.

Clockwork Prince Pg. 298 "though Rather Despite Myself, I Thought Him A Pretty Bit Of Poison To Start With, But I Have Come Around. There Is A Soul Under All That Bravado. And He Is Really Alive, One Of The Most Alive People I Have Ever Met. When He Feels Something, It Is As Bright And Sharp As Lightning.

Have You Told Eric And The Rest Of Them That—” “that I’m A Vampire? No. It Isn’t The Sort Of Thing You Just Drop Into Casual Conversation.” “maybe Not, But They’re Your Friends. They Should Know. And Besides, They’ll Just Think It Makes You More Of A Rock God, Like That Vampire Lester.” “lestat,” Simon Said. “that Would Be The Vampire Lestat. And He’s Fictional.

There Are Some Kinds Of Wounds You Can Get, Internal Injuries. You Don't Know What's Wrong With You, But You're Bleeding To Death Slowly Inside.

So You Decided To Help Us By Killing The Guy We Were Talking To?" Clary Demanded "because You Thought He Had A Shady Past? Who- Who Does That? It Doesnt Make Any Sense.

But You Love Her.” Will Stared At Him. “of Course I Do,” He Said Finally. “i Had Come To Think I Would Never Love Anyone, But I Love Her.

If You Ever Meet The Man Who Could Take Advantage Of Isabelle, You’ll Have To Let Me Know. I’d Like To Shake His Hand. Or Run Away From Him Very Fast, I’m Not Sure Which.

He Had Lost Will Herondale. And He Did Not Know If He Could Ever Get Him Back.

He Does What He Wants, And I Don’t Ask,” He Said. “he Could Bring A Six-foot Tall Pink Rabbit In A Bikini Back Home With Him If He Wanted To. It’s Not My Business. But If You’re Asking Me If I’ve Brought Any Girls Back Here, The Answer Is No. I Don’t Want Anybody But You.

In Some Ways, We've Been Through Something No One Else Can Ever Understand But The Two Of Us... And It Made Me Realize. We Are Always And Absolutely Better Together.

I Would Die For You. You Know That. I Would Die Without You. If It Were Not For You, I Would Be Dead A Hundred Times Over These Past Five Years.

You Love Each Other – Anyone Can See That, Looking At You – That Kind Of Love That Can Burn Down The World Or Raise It Up In Glory.

Will Smirked, Clearly Pleased At The Effect He Was Having. "i've No Idea. I Lost Consciousness About Then. I Was Having A Lovely Dream About A Young Woman Who Had Mislaid All Her Clothes.

The Kitchen Was Bright, Cheerful Yellow, The Walls Decorated With Framed Chalk And Pencil Sketches Simon And Rebecca Had Done In Grade School. Rebecca Had Some Drawing Talent, You Could Tell, But Simon's Sketches Of People All Looked Like Parking Meters With Tufts Of Hair.

Can I Touch Your Mango?

What Is One Person's Pleasure Is Another's Poison.

And Maybe It Would Have Bitten You In Half," Said Will. "what You Are Describing, The Transformation Into A Demon, Is The Last Stage Of The Pox." "will!" Charlotte Threw Up Her Hands. "why Didn't You Say So?" "you Know, The Books On Demon Pox Are In The Library," Will Said With An Injured Tone. "i Wasn't Preventing Anyone From Reading Them." "yes, But If Benedict Was Going To Turn Into An Enormous Serpent, You'd Think You Could At Least Have Mentioned It," Said Charlotte. "as A Matter Of General Interest.

I Love You, Clary Wanted To Say. And, I Would Do It Again. I Would Always Ask For You.

So, Technically," Simon Said, "even Though Jace Isn't Actually Related To You, You Have Kissed Your Brother.

It Sucked To Be Old Enough To Want To Know What Was Going On, But So Young You Were Always Dismissed.

I Don't Think She Doesn't Believe She Can Die. I Think, Just Like You Always Did, She Believes There Are Things Worth Dying For.

She Smiled Smugly. “we Came To An Agreement, The Duck And I.

He's Not A Liar At All. Not About Important Things. He'll Tell You Horrible Truths, But He Won't Lie." She Paused Before She Added Quietly: "that's Why It's Generally Better Not Ask Him Anything Unless You Know You Can Stand To Hear The Answer.

It Would Be One Thing If I Had Been Cursed So That Everyone I Loved Would Die," Said Will. "i Could Keep Myself From Loving. To Keep Others From Caring For Me--it Is An Odd, Exhausting Procedure.

I Was Looking For Simon." Jordan Squinted At Her. "it's Two In The Morning." She Shrugged. "he's A Vampire." "but I'm Not.

Gideon Touched Her Cheek, Lightly, With The Tips Of His Fingers. “did You Know Your Name Means ‘wisdom’? It Was Very Well-given.

And I Remind You Of Your Mother Now? I Have Got To Look Into A Manlier Cologne.

I Am Drawn To Writing Books About Magic And The Supernatural Because Those Are The Types Of Books I Like To Read. I've Written Many Short Stories With Realistic Settings, And I Certainly Wouldn't Rule Out Realistic Novels In The Future!

He's Not In A Very Good Mood," Said Luke, Pausing In Front Of A Closed Door. "i Shut Him Up In Freaky Pete's Office After He Nearly Killed Half My Pack With His Bare Hands. He Wouldn't Talk To Me, So"—luke Shrugged—"i Thought Of You." He Looked From Clary's Baffled Face To Simon's. "what?" "i Can't Believe He Came Here," Clary Said. "i Can't Believe You Know Someone Named Freaky Pete," Said Simon. "i Know A Lot Of People," Said Luke. "not That Freaky Pete Is Strictly People, But I'm Hardly One To Talk.

Not Magnus Himself, Who Was More Of A Cross Between A Panther And A Demented Elf.

She Turned And Looked At Him. "ducks?" She Said Again. A Smile Tugged The Edge Of His Mouth. "i Hate Ducks. Don't Know Why. I Just Always Have.

He’s Very Pretty. For A Human.” “he’s Very Broken,” Said Magnus. “like A Lovely Vase That Someone Has Smashed. Only Luck And Skill Can Put It Back Together The Way It Was Before.

She Looked Up At Him With A Smile. The Smile Broke What Was Left Of His Resistance - Shattered It. He Had Let The Walls Down When He'd Thought She Was Gone, And There Was No Time To Build Them Back Up. Helplessly He Pulled Her Against Him. For A Moment She Clung To Him Tightly, Warm And Alive In His Arms. Her Hair Brushed His Cheek. The Color Had Come Back Into The World; He Could Breathe Again, And For That Moment He Breathed Her In - She Smelled Of Salt, Blood, Tears, And Tessa.

What Did Isabelle Want?" Jace Asked. Alec Hesitated. "isabelle Says The Queen Of The Seelie Court Has Requested An Audience With Us." "sure," Said Magnus. "and Madonna Wants Me As A Backup Dancer On Her Next World Tour." Alec Looked Puzzled. "who's Madonna?" "who's The Queen Of The Seelie Court?" Said Clary. "she Is The Queen Of Faerie," Said Magnus. "well, The Local One, Anyway." Jace Put His Head In His Hands. "tell Isabelle No." "but She Thinks It's A Good Idea," Alec Protested. "then Tell Her No Twice.

It Was Sometimes Inconvenient To Have The Gold-green, Slit-pupilled Eyes Of A Cat, But This Was Usually Easily Hidden With A Small Glamour, And If Not, Well, There Were Quite A Few Ladies-and Men-who Didn't Find It A Drawback.

People Aren't Born Good Or Bad. Maybe They're Born With Tendencies Either Way, But It's The Way You Live Your Life That Matters. And The People You Know. Valentine Was Hodge's Friend, And I Don't Think Hodge Really Had Anyone Else In His Life To Challenge Him Or Make Him Be A Better Person. If I'd Had That Life, I Don't Know How I Would Have Turned Out. But I Didn't. I Have My Family. And I Have You.

Will Sat Where He Was, Gazing At The Silver Bowl In Front Of Him; A White Rose Was Floating In It, And He Seemed Prepared To Stare At It Until It Went Under. In The Kitchen Bridget Was Still Singing One Of Her Awful Sad Songs; The Lyrics Drifted In Through The Door: "twas On An Evening Fair I Went To Take The Air, I Heard A Maid Making Her Moan; Said, 'saw Ye My Father? Or Ye My Mother? Or Saw Ye My Brother John? Or Saw Ye The Lad That I Love Best, And His Name It Is Sweet William?" I May Murder Her, Tessa Thought. Let Her Make A Song About That.

Well,” Tessa Said, Sighting Along The Line Of The Knife, “you Behave As If You Dislike Me. In Fact, You Behave As If You Dislike Us All.” “i Don’t,” Gabriel Said. “i Just Dislike Him.” He Pointed At Will. “dear Me,” Said Will, And He Took Another Bite Of His Apple. “is It Because I’m Better-looking Than You?

Clary Found Herself Wondering If The Forsaken Were Edible.

This Time Magnus Answered It, His Voice Booming Through The Tiny Entryway. "who Dares Disturb My Rest?" Jace Looked Almost Nervous. "jace Wayland. Remember? I'm From The Clave." "oh, Yes." Magnus Seemed To Have Perked Up. "are You The One With The Blue Eyes?" "he Means Alec," Clary Said Helpfully. "no. My Eyes Are Usually Described As Golden," Jace Told The Intercom. "and Luminous." "oh, You're That One." Magnus Sounded Disappointed. If Clary Hadn't Been So Upset, She Would Have Laughed. "i Suppose You'd Better Come Up.

It Is Hard To Think Of Something As A Gift When You Have Been Tormented And Imprisoned For It.

Will’s Voice Dropped. “everyone Makes Mistakes, Jem.” “yes,” Said Jem. “you Just Make More Of Them Than Most People.” “i —” “you Hurt Everyone,” Said Jem. “everyone Whose Life You Touch.” “not You,” Will Whispered. “i Hurt Everyone But You. I Never Meant To Hurt You.” Jem Put His Hands Up, Pressing His Palms Against His Eyes. “will —” “you Can’t Never Forgive Me,” Will Said In Disbelief, Hearing The Panic Tinging His Own Voice. “i’d Be —” “alone?” Jem Lowered His Hand, But He Was Smiling Now, Crookedly. “and Whose Fault Is That?

I Need To Know You Believe Me When I Say I Love You. That Is All." "i Believe Everything You Say," Tessa Said With A Smile, Her Hands Creeping Doen From His Waist To His Weapons Belt. Her Fingers Closed On The Hilt Of The Dagger, And She Yanked It From The Belt, Smiling As He Looked Down At Her In Surprise. "after All," She Said, "you Weren't Lying About The Tattoo Of The Dragon Of Wales, Were You?

Achilles Was Murdered With A Poisoned Arrow, And Jason Died Alone, Killed By His Own Rotting Ship. Such Is The Fate Of Heroes.

Now I Wonder All The Time How You Go Back After Something Like That. Whether We Can Ever Be Friends Again, Or If What We Had Is Broken Into Pieces. Not Because Of Her, But Because Of Me.

This Time Clary Concentrated, Trying To Focus Her Mind On Simon-the Simon-ness Of Him, The Shape Of The Way He Thought, The Feeling Of Hearing His Voice, The Sence Of Him Close. His Whispers, His Secrets, The Way He Made Her Laugh. 'so', She Thought Conversationally, 'now That I'm In Your Mind, Wnat To See Some Naked Mental Pictures Of Jace?' Simon Jumped. "i Heard That! And, No.

Magnus Gazed Upon Camille. "some Of My Fondest Memories Include Lashings Of Cream And Beautiful Women.

And I Don’t See How Sebastian Can Be All That Fond Of Jace, Either. He Was Horribly Jealous Of Him All His Life. He Thought Jace Was Valentine’s Favorite,” Added Clary. “not To Mention,” Magnus Noted, “that Jace Killed Him. That Would Put Anyone Off.

He Wanted To Run To Her, Wrap Her In His Arms. Protect Her. But It Was Jem’s Place To Do Those Things, Not His. Not His.” -will Herondale

For A Split Second Longer She Stood Motionless. Then, Somehow, She Had Caught At The Front Of His Shirt And Pulled Him Toward Her. His Arms Went Around Her, Lifting Her Almost Out Of Her Sandals, And Then He Was Kissing Her—or She Was Kissing Him, She Wasn’t Sure, And It Didn’t Matter. The Feel Of His Mouth On Hers Was Electric; Her Hands Gripped His Arms, Pulling Him Hard Against Her. The Feel Of His Heart Pounding Through His Shirt Made Her Dizzy With Joy. No One Else’s Heart Beat Like Jace’s Did, Or Ever Could.

If I Get Work Done Early, I Can Do Some Interacting With Fans Online, Or See My Friends. If I Don't Get That Work Done, You May Not See Much Of Me!

I Can Trust You, Jessie, But You're Clearly Not Well Enough To Go. Which Is Unfortunate, Since Aloysius Always Had A Weakness For A Pretty Face." "even More Reason Why I Should Go," Said Will.

The Thing About The Mirror Is That No One Knows Where It Is. In Fact, No One Knows What It Is.” "it’s A Mirror,” Simon Said. “you Know – Reflective, Glass. I’m Just Assuming.

However, There Is Something You Should Have. Something Every Shadowhunter Should Have." "an Obnoxious, Arrogant Attitude?" Simon Said.

Simon Shook His Head."look,do You Know What You Want To Eat,or Do You Just Want Me To Keep Pushing This Cart Up And Down Aisles Because It Amuses You?" "that And I'm Not Really Familiar With What They Sell In Mundane Grocery Stores.maryse Usually Cooks Or We Order In Food."said Jace

I Love You, Tessa, And I Have Loved You, Almost Since The Moment I Met You.

Life Is A Book, And There Are A Thousand Pages I Have Not Read. I Would Read Them Together With You, As Many As I Can, Before I Die -" She Put Her Hand Against His Chest, Just Over His Heart, And Felt Its Beat Against Her Palm, A Unique Time Signature That Was All Its Own. "i Only Wish You Would Not Speak Of Dying," She Said. "but Even For That, Yes, I Know How You Are With Your Words, And, Will- I Love All Of Them. Every Word You Say. The Silly Ones, The Mad Ones, The Beautiful Ones, And The Ones That Are Only For Me. I Love Them, And I Love You.

[will Herondale] Would Say He Knew A Warlock Who Was A Better Friend, And More Worth Trusting, Than Many A Nephilim Warrior.

I Was Just Wondering If You Were Armed. You Want Anything? Dagger, Maybe?" He Opened His Own Suit Jacket Just A Bit, And Simon Saw Something Long An Metallic Glinting Against The Inside Lining. "no Wonder You And Jace Like Each Other So Much. You're Both Crazy Walking Arsenals.

Memories Did One No Good, Not When One Knew The Truth In The Present. Will Was Beautiful, But He Was Not Hers; He Was Anybody's. Something In Him Was Broken, And Trough That Break Spilled A Blind Cruelty, A Need To Hurt And To Push Away.

I Feel A Sense Of Responsibility," Said Jordan. "and Where Is This Feeling Located? In Your Pants, Perhaps?

There Must Always Be A First," Said Jem. "it Is Not Easy To Be First, And It Is Not Always Rewarding, But It Is Important.

It’s Like A Cotillion, This Partners Business, Except With Killing.” “so, Exactly Like A Cotillion,” Said Simon.

I Like To Listen To Music That Fits With What I'm Writing. For Each Book, I've Assembled A Playlist, So Readers Can Get A Sense Of What I Was Listening To While I Was Writing.

And Then You'd Turn To Me And Smile That Funny Smile, And I Know You'd Forgotten All About Me And Just Remembered -- But I Was Never Mad At You. Half Of Your Attention Is Better Than All Of Anyone Else's.

Have You Fallen In Love With Wrong Person Yet?

I Didn't Get This Dressed Up To Watch You Mess Around In The Gutter With A Bunch Of Motorcycles." "they Are Pretty To Look At," Said Jace. "you Have To Admit That." "so Am I," Said Isabelle.

We Needn't Talk About Tessa If You Don't Want To, You Know." "it's Not Tessa." This Was True. Will Hadn't Been Thinking Of Tessa. He Was Getting Good At Not Thinking About Her, Really; All It Took Was Determination And Practice.

I'm All Right,' Jace Protested, But His Hand Gripped Alec's Sleeve Tightly. 'i Can Stand.' It Looks To Me Like You're Using A Wall To Prop You Up. That's Not My Definition Of "standing."' It's Leaning,' Jace Told Him. 'leaning Comes Right Before Standing.

She Looked Out Then, Through The Crowd, And Saw Simon With The Lightwoods, Looking At Her Across The Empty Space That Separated Them. It Was The Same Way That Jace Had Looked At Her At The Manor. It Was The One Thread That Bound These Two Boys That She Loved So Much, She Thought, Their One Commonality: They Both Believed In Her Even When She Didn't Believe In Herself.

And Now, I’m Going To Sleep. I’ll See You In The Morning, He Said To Simon. “you,” He Said To Jace, “well, I Guess I’ll See You Around. You’re The First Shadowhunter I’ve Ever Met.” “that’s Too Bad,” Said Jace, “since All The Ones You Meet From Now On Will Be A Terrible Letdown.” Kyle Rolled His Eyes And Left, Banging His Bedroom Door Shut Behind Him.

The More You Try To Crush Your True Nature, The More It Will Control You. Be What You Are. No One Who Really Loves You Will Stop.

Don't Fight In Front Of The Client, Boys." Catarina Implored In Her Sweet Voice," Or I Will Knock Your Heads Together So Hard, Your Skulls Will Crack Like Eggs

That Was The Justice Of Heaven. I Trust That You Are Not Dismayed.

Clary- "how To Come Out To Your Parents," She Read Out Loud. "luke. Don't Be Ridiculous. Simon's Not Gay, He's A Vampire.

"what Are You Doing Here Anyway?" "'here' As In Your Bedroom Or 'here' As In The Great Spiritual Question Of Our Purpose Here On This Planet?"

But It Was Mortality That Made Them What They Were, The Flame That Blazed Brighter For It's Flickering

We Are Responsible For Protecting Tessa!

You Have A Dark Heart In You, Valentine's Daughter.

Endless Hope, Endless Disappointment.

Henry Patted Charlotte’s Shoulder Anxiously. “would You Like A Cool Cloth? What Can I Do To Help?” “you Could Ride Up To Yorkshire And Chop That Old Goat’s Head Off.” Charlotte Sounded Mutinous. “won’t That Make Things Rather Awkward With The Clave?” Asked Henry. “they’re Not Generally Very Receptive About, You Know, Beheadings And Things.

Magnus Looked At Her Meditatively. 'i Think,' He Said, 'there Isn't Much That Jace Wouldn't Do For You, If You Asked Him.' Clary Opened Her Mouth And Then Shut It Again. She Thought Of The Way Magnus Had Always Seemed To Know How Alec Felt About Jace, How Simon Felt About Her. Her Feelings For Jace Must Be Written On Her Face Even Now, And Magnus Was An Expert Reader. She Glanced Away.

She Seemed Like A Creature Made To Attract Everyone And Express Nothing Real, Though It Would Take A Master Observer, Like Magnus, To Know It.

If I’d Just Listened—just Taken One Second To Listen—it Wouldn’t Have Happened

Forsooth, I No Longer Toil In Vain, To Prove That Demon Pox Warps The Brain. So Though 'ti Pity, It's Not In Vain That The Pox-ridden Worm Was Slain: For To Believe In Me, You All Must Deign.

Thank You,” Simon Said. “it’s A Joke, Isabelle. He’s The Count. He Likes Counting. You Know. ‘what Did The Count Eat Today, Children? One Chocolate Chip Cookie, Two Chocolate Chip Cookies, Three Chocolate Chip Cookies . . .’” There Was A Rush Of Cold Air As The Door Of The Restaurant Opened, Letting In Another Customer. Isabelle Shivered And Reached For Her Black Silk Scarf. “it’s Not Realistic.” “what Would You Prefer? ‘what Did The Count Eat Today, Children? One Helpless Villager, Two Helpless Villagers, Three Helpless Villagers . . .

Will Bounded Up Onto One Of The Ladders And Yanked A Book Off The Shelf. "i'll Find You Something Else To Read. Catch." He Had Let It Fall Without Looking And Tessa Had To Dart Forward To Seize It Before It Hit The Floor. - Clockwork Angel

Coaxing Drunken Shadowhunters Into Making Fools Of Themselves Was A Favorite Occupation Among The Downworlders, And This Performance Had Been A Tremendous Success.

It Was Hidden Inside Another Book. One Valentine Was Unlikely To Ever Open." Magnus Smiled Crookedly. "simple Recipes For Housewives. No One Can Say Your Mother Didn't Have A Sense Of Humor.

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