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Green-eyed Monsters,” Said Magnus, And Grinned. He Deposited Chairman Meow On The Ground, And The Cat Moved Over To Alec, And Rubbed Against His Leg. “the Chairman Likes You.” “is That Good?” “i Never Date Anyone My Cat Doesn’t Like,” Magnus Said Easily, And Stood Up. “so Let’s Say Friday Night?” A Great Wave Of Relief Came Over Alec. “really? You Want To Go Out With Me?” Magnus Shook His Head. “you Have To Stop Playing Hard To Get, Alexander. It Makes Things Difficult.” He Grinned.

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Green-eyed Monsters,” Said Magnus, And Grinned. He Deposited Chairman Meow On The Ground, And The Cat Moved Over To Alec, And Rubbed Against His Leg. “the Chairman Likes You.” “is That Good?” “i Never Date Anyone My Cat Doesn’t Like,” Magnus Said Easily, And Stood Up. “so Let’s Say Friday Night?” A Great Wave Of Relief Came Over Alec. “really? You Want To Go Out With Me?” Magnus Shook His Head. “you Have To Stop Playing Hard To Get, Alexander. It Makes Things Difficult.” He Grinned.

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You're A Disaster For Us, Clary! You're A Mundane, You'll Always Be One, You'll Never Be A Shadowhunter! You Don't Know How To Think Like We Do, Think About What's Best For Everyone-- All You Think About Is Yourself! But There's A War Now, Or There Will Be, And I Don't Have Time Or The Inclination To Follow Around After You, Trying To Make Sure You Don't Get Us Killed! Go Home, Clary. Go Home!

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

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.

Black For Hunting Through The Night For Death And Sorrow, The Color’s White Gold For A Bride In Her Wedding Gown, And Red To Call Enchantment Down.

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.

They All Have Always Loved You, Will Herondale, For You Cannot Hide What Is Good About Yourself, However Hard You Try.

Always Loved You

They Say Time Heals All Wounds, But That Presumes The Source Of The Grief Is Finite

[jem] 'it Will Help You Sleep.' 'all I’ve Been Doing Is Sleeping!' [tessa] 'and Very Amusing It Is To Watch, Said Jem. 'did You Know You Twitch Your Nose When You Sleep, Like A Rabbit?' 'i Do Not,' She Said, With A Whispered Laugh. 'you Do,' He Said. 'fortunately, I Like Rabbits.

You've Always Been What You Are. That's Not New. What You'll Get Used To Is Knowing It.

Hearts Are Breakable," Isabelle Said. "and I Think Even When You Heal, You're Never What You Were Before".

Alec Had His Arms Around Magnus And Was Kissing Him, Full On The Mouth. Magnus, Who Appeared To Be In A State Of Shock, Stood Frozen.

You’re Not The Only One Who Calls Them That; The Other Downworlders Do The Same,” Said Will. “i Discovered That Fact While Investigating The Symbol. I Must Have Carried That Knife Through A Hundred Downworld Haunts, Searching For Someone Who Might Recognize It. I Offered A Reward For Information. Eventually The Name Of The Dark Sisters Came To My Ears.” “downworld?” Tessa Echoed, Puzzled. “is That A Place In London?” “never Mind That,” Said Will. “i’m Boasting Of My Investigative Skills, And I Would Prefer To Do It Without Interruption. Where Was I?

I Don't Care Who Her Mother Is," Magnus Said. "you Can't See Me With Out An Appointment. Come Back Later. Next March Would Be Good," "march?" Sebastian Looked Horrified. "you're Right," Magnus Said, "too Rainy. How About June?

Hello?" Isabelle Called From The Other Side. "simon, Is Your Diva Moment Over? I Need To Talk To Jace.

Weakness And Corruption Isn't In The World," Clary Snapped. "it's In People. And It Always Will Be. The World Just Needs Good People To Balance It Out. And You're Planning To Kill Them All.

Whatever You Are Physically,' He Said, 'male Or Female, Strong Or Weak, Ill Or Healthy -- All Those Things Matter Less Than What Your Heart Contains. If You Have The Soul Of A Warrior, You Are A Warrior. Whatever The Color, The Shape, The Design Of The Shade That Conceals It, The Flame Inside The Lamp Remains The Same. You Are The Flame.

Most People Don't Cry When They're Upset Or Frightened, But Rather When They're Frustrated. Your Frustration Is Understandable. You've Been Through A Most Trying Time." -hodge

Consider It A Race To See Who Kills You First, Daylighter-valentine, The Other Downworlders, Or The Clave.

Pointless, Needless Suffering And Pain? I Don’t Suppose It Would Help If I Told You That Was The Way Life Is. The Good Suffer, The Evil Flourish, And All That Is Mortal Passes Away.

Jace Shook His Blond Head In Exasperation. "you Had To Make A Crazy Jail Friend, Didn't You? You Couldn't Just Count Ceiling Tiles Or Tame A Pet Mouse Like Normal Prisoners Do?

Her Name Rang In Will's Mind Like The Chime Of A Bell; He Wondered If Any Other Name On Earth Had Such An Inescapable Resonance To It. She Couldn't Have Been Named Something Awful, Could She, Like Mildred. He Couldn't Imagine Lying Awake At Night, Staring Up At The Ceiling While Invisible Voices Whispered 'mildred' In His Ears. But Tessa--

There Was A Brief Pause For Them To Evaluate The Full Horror Of The Situation. Magnus. Personally, Was In Horror Up To His Elbows.

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.

Please Tell Me You Did Not Bring Me Out Here So You Could Tell Me A Very Boring Story About Your Sister.

Jace's Eyes Sparkled, But He Said Calmly, "not At All. The Silent Brothers Can Help Her Retrieve Her Memories." "you Hate The Silent Brothers," Protested Isabelle. "i Don't Hate Them," Said Jace Candidly."i'm Afraid Of Them. It's Not The Same Thing." "i Thought You Said They Were Libarians," Said Clary. "they Are Librarians." Simon Whistled. "those Must Be Some Killer Late Fees.

Tatiana's Eyes Were Huge And Poison-green, Eyes With Enough Pain In Them To Eat Away At A World And Devour A Soul.

But That's What You're Doing, Isn't It? You're Part Of The Fight Just As Much As The Shadowhunters On The Ship—and I Know You Can Take Some Of My Strength, I've Heard Of Warlocks Doing That—so I'm Offering. Take It. It's Yours.

Though You Did Eat All The Pizza." "i Only Had Five Slices," Simon Protested, Leaning His Chair Backward So It Balanced Precariously On Its Two Back Legs. "how Many Slices Did You Think Were In A Pizza, Dork?" Clary Wanted To Know. "less Than Five Slices Isn't A Meal. It's A Snack." Simon Looked Apprehensively At Luke. "does This Mean You're Going To Wolf Out And Eat Me?" "certainly Not." Luke Rose To Toss The Pizza Box Into The Trash. "you Would Be Stringy And Hard To Digest.

I Decided It Was Well Past Time To Take Him Home And Place Him In Bosom Of His Family. If You Had Rather I Put Him In An Orphanage, I Fully Understand.

Gracious," Said Cecily. "you Must Be Mr. Sallows." "nephilim," Observed The Shop Owner Gloomily. "i Detest Nephilim." "hmph," Said Cecily. "charmed, I'm Sure.

I Am Not Going To Live, And I Can Choose To Be As Much For Her As I Can Be, To Burn As Brightly For Her As I Wish, And For A Shorter Time, Than To Burden Her With Someone Only Half-alive For A Longer Time. I Is My Choice, William, And You Cannot Make It For Me.

All That Running And Getting Nowhere, He Thought. Story Of My Life.

Cucumber And Bergamot," Clary Said. "is There Anything Else You Hate That I Ought To Know About?" Jace Looked At Dorothea Over The Rim Of His Teacup. "liars," He Said.

Jem Put The Full Force Of Himself Into Each Smile, So That He Seemed To Be Smiling With His Eyes, His Heart, His Whole Being.

But How Do They Get Inside?" "they Fly," Jace Said, And Indicated The Upper Floors Of The Building. [...] "we Don't Fly," Clary Felt Impelled To Point Out. "no," Jace Agreed. "we Don't Fly. We Break And Enter." He Started Across The Street Toward The Hotel. "flying Sounds Like More Fun," Clary Said, Hurrying To Catch Up With Him. "right Now Everything Sounds Like More Fun.

And Then She Said Nothing Else, For Henry Put His Arms Around Her And Kissed Her. Kissed Her In Such A Way That She No Longer Felt Plain, Or Conscious Of Her Hair Or The Ink Spot On Her Dress Or Anything But Henry, Whom She Had Always Loved. Tears Welled Up And Spilled Down Her Cheeks, And When He Drew Away, He Touched Her Wet Face Wonderingly. "really," He Said. "you Love Me, Too, Lottie?

I Would Have Thought Even A Certified Idiot Like Gabriel Here Would Have Taken Account Of It And Notified Someone." "notified Who?" Asked Jem, Not Unreasonably. He Had Moved Closer To Tessa As The Conversation Had Continued. As They Stood Side By Side, The Backs Of Their Hands Brushed. "the Clave. The Postman. Us. Anyone," Said Will, Shooting An Irritated Look At Gabriel, Who Was Starting To Get Some Color Back And Looked Furious. "i Am Not A Certified Idiot—" "lack Of Certification Hardly Proves Intelligence," Will Muttered.

Beauty Fades, But Cooking Is Eternal.

And Broken Both Your Hearts? How Would That Have Benefited Me? You Are As Dear To Me As Another Half Of My Soul, Jem. I Could Not Be Happy While You Were Unhappy. And Tessa—she Loves You. What Sort Of Awful Monster Would I Be, Delighting In Causing The Two People I Love The Most In The World Agony Simply That I Might Have The Satisfaction Of Knowing That If Tessa Could Not Be Mine, She Could Not Be Anybody’s?

I Take Your Hand, Brother, So That You May Go In Peace. Will Had Opened His Blue Eyes That Never Lost Their Colour Over All The Passing Years, And Looked At Jem And Then Tessa, And Smiled, And Died, With Tessa's Head On His Shoulder And And His Hand In Jem's.

Don't Bother Her, Don't Try To Talk To Her, Don't Even Look At Her, Or I'll Fold You In Half So Many Times You'll Look Like A Tiny Little Origami Werewolf.

If You Do Not Intend To Help Us," She Said, "then Leave This House. Dawn Is Coming." "i Am Not A Vampire." Magnus Said. "i Shall Not Disappear With The Light" "you Will If I Kill You Before The Sun Comes Up.

Their Grandchildren Had Reminded Will Of The Song About Demon Pox He Had Taught Them- When They Were Much Too Young, Tessa Had Always Thought- And That They Had All Memorized. They Sang It All Together And Out Of Tune, Scandalizing Sophie.

I Could Point Out That That's Not A Dress, That's Underwear, But I Doubt It Would Be In My Best Interest." "need I Remind You," Said Sebastian, "that That Is My Sister?" "most Brother's Would Be Delighted To See Such A Clean-cut Gentleman As Myself Squiring Their Sister's About Town.

Looking At Her, He Was In London Again. He Saw The Gaslight And Smelled The Smoke And Dirt And Horses, The Metallic Tang Of Fog, The Flowers In Kew Gardens. He Saw A Boy With Black Hair And Blue Eyes Like Alec's. A Girl With Long Brown Curls And A Serious Face. In A World Where Everything Went Away From Him Eventually, She Was One Of The Few Remaining Constants.

Is This One Of Those Days Where We All Stalk Out In Fury? Because I Simply Haven't Got The Energy For It.

One Of Those Days

I Suppose We All Lie To Ourselves Sometimes.

I’d Do Almost Anything For You,” Simon Said Quietly. “i’d Die For You. You Know That. But Would I Kill Someone Else, Someone Innocent? What About A Lot Of Innocent Lives? What About The Whole World? Is It Really Love To Tell Someone That If It Came Down To Picking Between Them And Every Other Life On The Planet, You’d Pick Them? Is That—i Don’t Know, Is That A Moral Sort Of Love At All?

Usually I'm Remarkably Good Natured. Try Me On A Day That Doesn't End In Y.

Will-," Tessa Began But It Was Too Late, Church Made A Yowling Noise At Being Woken, And Lashed Out With His Claws. Will Began To Swear. Tessa Left, Unable To Hide The Slightest Of Smiles As She Went.

He Always Lived In His Head. He Never Cared About How Things Were, Only How They Would Be, Someday, When He Had Everything He Wanted. When We Had Everything We Wanted.

Yech," Said Simon. "don't 'yech' Me. You're The One With The Magical Spit.

Simon I've Been Trying To Call You, But It Seems Like Your Phone Is Turned Off. I Don't Know Where You Are Right Now. I Don't Know If Clary's Already Told You What Happened Tonight. But I Have To Go To Magnus's And I'd Really Like You To Be There. I'm Scared For My Brother. I Never Ask You For Anything, Simon, But I'm Asking You Now. Please Come. Isabelle. Simon Let The Letter Fall From His Hand. He Was Out Of The Apartment And On His Way Down The Steps Before It Had Even Hit The Floor.

Softly, Magnus Said, "aku Cinta Kamu." "what Does That Mean?" Magnus Disentangled Himself From Alec's Grip. "it Means I Love You. Not That That Changes Anything.

I've Got A Stele We Can Use. Who Wants To Do Me?" "a Regrettable Choice Of Words," Muttered Magnus.

Jace Wasn’t Exactly Prone To Random Fits Of Panic

I Have A Dress Fitting To Get To At Three.' (simon) 'cool,' Said Kyle, Slinging His Messenger Bag Over His Shoulder And Heading For The Door. 'get Them To Make You Something In Red. It's Totally Your Color.

You May Be The Only Guy My Age I've Ever Met Who Knows What Bergamot Is, Much Less That It's In Earl Grey Tea." "yes, Well," Jace Said, With A Supercilious Look, "i'm Not Like Other Guys. Besides," He Added, Flipping A Book Off The Shelf, "at The Institute We Have To Take Classes In Basic Medicinal Uses For Plants. It's Required." "i Figured All Your Classes Were Stuff Like Slaughter 101 And Beheading For Beginners." Jace Flipped A Page. "very Funny, Fray.

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

Love Make Us A Liar. . Jace Wayland/herondale, City Of Ashes

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.

I Learned To Share Work With People Even When It Was In Its Rough Stages Without Worrying That They'd Be Filled With Scorn And Hatred. After All, I Can Read Their Rough Work Without Turning On Them Like A Wildebeest.

You Mean You Haven’t Been Going On Romantic Dates With Sebastian While You’ve Been Away From Me?” “i Tried,” Jace Said, “but No Matter How Liquored Up You Get Him, He Just Won’t Put Out.

Let Me Give You A Piece Of Advice. The Handsome Young Fellow Who's Trying To Rescue You From A Hideous Fate Is Never Wrong. Not Even If He Says The Sky Is Purple And Made Of Hedgehogs.

There Was No Jace Wayland More Real Than The One He Saw In Her Eyes When She Looked At Him.

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 Have Lost Everything. Lost Everything. Everything. - William Herondale

Lost Everything

Clockwork Angel

You Said There Was Nothing In The World You Wanted" The Queen's Eyes Glittered. "when You Imagine Your Life Without Him, Do You Still Feel The Same?

I Suppose You've Always Been Amazing At This Stuff?" "i Was Born Amazing" Jace Stroked Her Cheek With The Tips Of His Fingertips, Lightly But Enough To Make Her Shiver.

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