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Reparations,” Said Jem Very Suddenly, Setting Down The Pen He Was Holding. Will Looked At Him In Puzzlement. “is This A Game? We Just Blurt Out Whatever Word Comes Next To Mind? In That Case Mine Is ‘genuphobia’. It Means An Unreasonable Fear Of Knees.” “what’s The Word For A Perfectly Reasonable Fear Of Annoying Idiots?” Inquired Jessamine.

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Reparations,” Said Jem Very Suddenly, Setting Down The Pen He Was Holding. Will Looked At Him In Puzzlement. “is This A Game? We Just Blurt Out Whatever Word Comes Next To Mind? In That Case Mine Is ‘genuphobia’. It Means An Unreasonable Fear Of Knees.” “what’s The Word For A Perfectly Reasonable Fear Of Annoying Idiots?” Inquired Jessamine.

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It Was Dark In The Alcove, So Dark That Jace Was Only An Outline Of Shadows And Gold. His Body Pinned Clary's To The Wall. His Hands Slid Down Along Her Body And Reached The End Of Her Dress, Drawing It Up Along Her Legs. "what Are You Doing?" She Whispered. "jace?" He Looked At Her. The Peculiar Light In The Club Turned His Eyes An Array Of Fractured Colors. His Smile Was Wicked. "you Can Tell Me To Stop Whenever You Want," He Said. "but You Won't.

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He Bent To Put His Cheek Against Hers. His Breath Against Her Ear Made Her Shudder With Each Deliberately Spoken Word. "i Have Wanted To Do This," He Said, "every Moment Of Every Hour Of Every Day That I Have Been With You Since The Day I Met You.

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Why Did He Kiss You?" She Said.

In All The World, You Are What I Love The Most.

Are You Going To Wolf Out And Eat Me Now?" "certainly Not, You'd Be Stringy And Hard To Digest." "but Kosher." "i'll Be Sure To Point Any Jewish Lycanthropes In Your Direction.

No. It Is Said That The Nephilim Are The Children Of Men And Angels. All That This Angelic Heritage Has Given To Us Is A Longer Distance To Fall.

You Think She Is Pretty?' Will Was Surprised; Jem Rarely Opined This Sort Of Thing. 'yes, And You Do Too.' 'i Hadn't Noticed, Really.' 'yes, You Have, And I've Noticed You Noticing.

Speaking Of Hope, Did You See That Shot Alec Got Off With His Bow? That's My Boyfriend.

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.

I’d Rather Have You In My Life Even As A Brother Than Not At All—

Very Funny My Sarcastic Friend

Gideon Lightwood Said He Was At The Institute In Madrid. What On Earth Was He Doing There?' 'faffing About, Most Likely', Said Will.

I’m From New Jersey. I Was Born In Toxic Sludge.

You're A Public Menace. You Shouldn't Be Allowed Out On Your Own.

City Of Fallen Angels

I Don’t Think Will Herondale And A Sense Of Responsibility Are Even On Speaking Terms

You Could Have Had Anything Else In The World, And You Asked For Me." She Smiled Up At Him. Filthy As He Was, Covered In Blood And Dirt, He Was The Most Beautiful Thing She'd Ever Seen. "but I Don't Want Anything Else In The World.

Your Angel Cannot Protect You Against That Which Neither God Nor The Devil Had Made

I Am Not A Certified Idiot—" "lack Of Certification Hardly Proves Intelligence," Will Muttered.

But Maybe You Never Really Had Someone, She Thought Now. Maybe, No Matter How Much You Loved Them, They Could Slip Through Your Fingers Like Water, And There Was Nothing You Could Do About It.

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.

You Kindled Me, Heap Of Ashes That I Am, Into Fire. He Had Wondered Once Why Love Was Always Phrased In Terms Of Burning. The Conflagration In His Own Veins, Now, Gave The Answer.

Well, I'm Certainly Not Ragnor Fell The Exotic Dancer.

One Thing You'll Learn As You Get Older, Simon, Is That When People Tell You Something Unpleasant About Themselves, It's Usually True.

Blue Does Not Go With Everything," Will Told Her. "it Does Not Go With Red, For Instance." "i Have A Red And Blue Striped Waistcoat," Henry Interjected, Reaching For The Peas. "and If That Isn't Proof That Those Two Colors Should Never Be Seen Together Under Heaven, I Don't Know What Is.

Oh, I Can Never Get Enough," He Said. "which, Incidentally, Is What Your Sister Said To Me When - " The Carriage Door Flew Open. A Hand Shot Out, Grabbed Will By The Back Of The Shirt, And Hauled Him Inside. The Door Banged Shut After Him, And Thomas, Sitting Bolt Upright, Seized Reins Of The Horses. A Moment Later The Carriage Had Lurched Forth Into The Night, Leaving Gabriel Staring, Infuriated, After It.

Clary Grinned. "a Picnic? It's A Little Late For Central Park, Don't You Think? It's Full Of - " He Waved A Hand. "faeries. I Know." "i Was Going To Say Muggers," Said Clary. "though I Pity The Mugger Who Goes After You." "that Is A Wise Attitude, And I Commend You For It," Said Jace, Looking Gratified.

Life Is Full Of Risks. Death Is Much Simpler.

I Always Thought That Eventually There Would Be A Moment Where I Realized That I Had Practiced Enough And Now I Was Ready To Be A Professional Writer. Then I Befriended A Number Of Successful Professional Writers And Realized That None Of Them Ever Felt Ready. After That I Decided I Might As Well Stop Waiting To Feel Ready And Just Get Started.

Oh, God, The Lovebirds,” Magnus Said, Pulling The Pillow Off His Face. “i Hate Happy Couples.

What Kind Of Guardian Are You? Shouldn't You Have Gone To The Bathroom With Him?" Isabelle Demanded. Jordan Looked Horrified. "dudes," He Said, "do Not Follow Other Dudes To The Bathroom.

But Am I Clever And Right Or Clever And Wrong?

Every Time You Almost Die, I Almost Die Myself.

Magnus, Standing By The Door, Snapped His Fingers Impatiently. "move It Along, Teenagers. The Only Person Who Gets To Canoodle In My Bedroom Is My Magnificent Self." "canoodle?" Repeated Clary, Never Having Heard The Word Before. "magnificent?" Repeated Jace, Who Was Just Being Nasty. Magnus Growled. The Growl Sounded Like "get Out.

You And Your Name Dropping He Said, I Knew Michael, I Knew Sammael. The Angel Gabriel Did My Hair. Its Like I'm With The Band With Biblical Figures.

Hotter Than Me? --jace

I Can See Why You Like It Here, There's A Thin Layer Of Nerd All Over Everything.

I May Be A Killer," Jace Said, "but I Know What I Am. Can You Say The Same?

I'll Take Shadowhunter, Then. Because From What I've Experienced Of Vampires, You Mostly Suck. No Pun Intended.

But You Hardley Even Know Him"she Said."he Could Be A Serial Killer" "i Did Have That Thought.i Checked The Apartment Out,but If His Got An Ice Cooler Full Of Arms In It,i Havent Seen It Yet.anyway He Seems Pretty Since.

I'm A Werewolf, Not A Golden Retriever.

Golden Retrievers

The Great Thing About Writing For A Younger Audience Is That They Will Give It To You Straight With Their Responses. They'll Tell You Exactly What They Liked And Didn't Like, And When They're Enthusiastic, They're Unashamedly Enthusiastic. They'll Talk To You About Your Characters As If They Were Real People, Which Is Wonderful.

We Had And Incident. I Took Care Of It." "really." Jace's Voice Dripped Sarcasm. "do You Even Know How To Use That Knife, Clarissa? Without Poking A Hole In Yourself Or Any Innocent Bystanders?

It's All Right To Love Someone Who Doesn't Love You Back, As Long As They're Worth You Loving Them. As Long As They Deserve It.

Clockwork Angel

You Had To Know A Person Well To Make Them Laugh Like That.

The Funny Thing About Mundies Is How Obsessed With Magic They Are For A Bunch Of People Who Don't Even Know What The Word Means.

Now That You Know The Truth, You Can Never Go Back.

Can I Touch Your Mango?

If Only Simon Were Here. He Could Probably Bore You To Sleep.

Traded Him For Alec," Clary Said. "not Permanently" "no," Said Jace. "just For A Few Hours. Unless I Don't Come Back. In Which Case, Maybe He Does Get To Keep Alec. Think Of It As A Lease With An Option To Buy." "mom And Dad Won't Be Pleased If They Find Out." "that You Freed A Possible Criminal By Trading Away Your Brother To A Warlock Who Looks Like A Gay Sonic The Hedgehog And Dresses Like The Child Catcher From Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?" Simon Inquired. "no, Probably Not.

He Saved Your Life,” Clary Pointed Out. “details,” Said Simon Dismissively.

With Their Hands Clasped Like Children In A Fairy Tale, She Fell Asleep Beside Him In The Dark.

A Mark That Spoke Of Loss Was Still A Mark, A Remembrance. You Could Not Lose Something You Never Had.

Are You Trying To Get Run Over By A Cab? Don't Be Ridiculous. We Could Never Get A Cab That Easily In This Neighborhood

Would You?” Said Gabriel To Will, Hotly. “if It Was Your Family?” His Lip Curled. “never Mind. It’s Not As If You Know The Meaning Of Loyalty —” “gabriel.” Gideon’s Voice Was A Reprimand To His Brother. “do Not Speak To Will In That Manner.

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