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She Had Imagined Jace Leaping From The Bed In Astonishment And Gasping Something Like "egad!" This Didn't Happen-largely, She Suspected, Because Jace Had Seen Much Stranger Things In His Life, And Also Because Nobody Used The Word "egad!" Anymore. His Eyes Widened, Though.

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She Had Imagined Jace

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She Had Imagined Jace Leaping From The Bed In Astonishment And Gasping Something Like "egad!" This Didn't Happen-largely, She Suspected, Because Jace Had Seen Much Stranger Things In His Life, And Also Because Nobody Used The Word "egad!" Anymore. His Eyes Widened, Though.

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

I Should Have Guessed You Were Jace's Sister," He Said. "you Both Have The Same Artistic Talent." Clary Paused, Her Foot On The Lowest Stair. She Was Taken Aback. "jace Can Draw?" Nah." When Alec Smiled, His Eyes Lit Like Blue Lamps And Clary Could See What Magnus Had Found So Captivating About Him. "i Was Just Kidding. He Can't Draw A Straight Line.

Where's Magnus?" He Said. As He Looked Toward The Kitchen, Clary Saw A Bruise On His Jaw, Below His Ear, About The Size Of A Thumbprint. "alec!" Magnus Came Skidding Into The Living Room And Blew A Kiss To His Boyfriend Across The Room. Having Discarded His Slippers, He Was Barefoot Now. His Cat's Eyes Shone As He Looked At Alec.

Is Everyone Looking For Me?" She Shook Her Head, Pulling The Robe Closer. Suddenly She Wanted To Be Covered Up In Front Of Him, In Front Of All That Familiarity And Beauty And That Lovely Predatory Smile That Said He Was Willing To Do Whatever With Her, To Her, No Matter Who Was Waiting In The Hall. “ I Was Hoping They„d Put Up Flyers Like They Do For Lost Cats",he Said. “missing, One Stunningly Attractive Teenage Boy. Answers To „jace,‟ Or „hot Stuff.‟” “ You Did Not Just Say That.

You're My Brother." "those Words Don't Mean Anything Where We're Concerned. We Aren't Human. Their Rules Don't Apply To Us. Stupid Laws About What Dna Can Be Mixed With What. Hypocritical, Really, Considering. We're Already Experiments.

Every Teenager In The World Feels Like That, Feels Broken Or Out Of Place, Different Somehow, Royalty Mistakenly Born Into A Family Of Peasants. The Difference In Your Case Is That It's True.

It's A Coffee Cup." She Could Hear The Irritation In Her Own Voice. "i Know It's A Coffee Cup." "i Can't Wait Till You Draw Something Really Complicated, Like The Brooklyn Bridge Or A Lobster. You'll Probably Send Me A Singing Telegram.

Brooklyn Bridge

Goodness, Real Goodness, Has It's Own Sort Of Cruelty To It.

I Care About You," Simon Said. "i Always Cared About You.

Oh God.” Said Magnus, “they’re Dead. They’re All Dead!

Jem--jem Is All The Better Part Of Myself. I Would Not Expect You To Understand. I Owe Him This." "then What Am I?" Cecily Asked. Will Exhaled, Too Exasperated To Check Himself. "you Are My Weakness." "and Tessa Is Your Heart," She Said, Not Angrily, But Thoughtfully. "not A Fool, As I Told You," She Added At His Startled Expression. I Know That You Love Her.

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.

One Of The Silent Brothers Is Here To See You. Hodge Sent Me To Wake You Up. Actually He Offered To Wake You Himself, But Since It's 5 A.m., I Figured You'd Be Less Cranky If You Had Something Nice To Look At." "meaning You?" "what Else?

You Think That's The Solution To Everything, Don't You, Bane? Drinking And Dancing And Making Love... But I Tell You This, Something Is Coming, And We'd Be Fools To Ignore It." "when Have I Ever Claimed Not To Be A Fool?

You Live In My Head All The Time.

Anyway That Other Thing We Almost Did In Paris-that's Probably Off The Table For A While.unless You Want That Whole Baby-i'm-on-fire-when-we Kiss Thing To Become Freakishly Literal

You Like The Party?" "is It In Honor Of Anything?" "my Cat's Birthday." "oh." She Glanced Around. "where's Your Cat?" "i Dont Know. He Ran Away." -magnus & Clary, Pg.221-

He Flushed, The Colour Dark Against His Pale Skin. 'i Mean. Tessa Gray, Will You Do Me The Honour Of Becoming My Wife?' Jem.

Tessa Touched His Wrist Lightly With Her Hand. "be Brave," She Said. "it's Not A Duck, Is It?

So You're Trying To Make Her Happy Despite The Fact That The Reason She's Unhappy In The First Place Is You," Said Simon, Not Very Kindly. "that Seems Contradictory, Doesn't It?" "love Is A Contradiction," Said Jace.

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.

Well, I Don't Want You To Die," Tessa Said. "i Don't Know Why I Feel It So Strongly -- I've Just Met You -- But I Don't Want You To Die." "and I Trust You," He Said. "i Don't Know Why -- I've Just Met You -- But I Do.

Infernal Devices

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

Every Life Is Finite, Will.

I Curse You," It Said. "all Who Love You Will Die. Their Love Will Be Their Destruction. It May Take Moments, It May Take Years, But Any Who Look Upon You With Love Will Die Of It, Unless You Remove Yourself From Them Forever. And I Shall Begin It With Her." It Snarled In Ella’s Direction, And Vanished.

I Can't Get Enough Adventure," Magnus Said Lightly. "and Adventure Cannot Get Enough Of Me.

One Finds Nobility In The Oddest Places.

When Somebody Tells You There's Something Wrong With Your Book They're Almost Always Right, When They Tell You How To Fix It They're Almost Always Wrong.

Dear Me," Said Will, And He Took Another Bite Of His Apple. "is It Because I'm Better-looking Than You?

Clockwork Prince

How Many Times Have I Told You, Magnus? Behave Professionaly In A Professional Setting. Which Means No Being Rude To Nephilim, And Also No Getting Attached To Nephilim." "i Never Get Attached To Nephilim!" Magnus Protested. Ragnor Coughed, And In The Midst Of The Cough Said Something That Sounded Like "blerondale." "well," Said Magnus. "hardly Ever.

He Landed On His Back Amid A Tangled Pile Of Clothes. "isabelle," Simon Protested Weakly, "do You Really Think This Is Going To Make You Feel Any Better?" "trust Me," Isabelle Said, Placing A Hand On His Chest, Just Over His Unbeating Heart. "i Feel Better Already.

There Is No Cure For Fictional Character Love, But The Plus Side Is That It Is An Entirely Benign Disease With No Bad Side Effects.

As It Turned Out, Everyone Wanted A Doughnut. Jace Wanted Two.

Yes?" Said Clary, Her Voiced Sharply Edged. "since I Found Out What? That He's A Killer Transvestite Who Molests Cats?" "no Wonder That Cat Of His Hates Everyone.

I Can Offer You My Life, But It Is A Short Life; I Can Offer You My Heart, Though I Have No Idea How Many More Beats It Shall Sustain

Clary,” Jocelyn Said. “i Want You To Meet Tessa Gray.

What's Wrong, Little Sis? You Look Upset." She Could Barely Catch Her Breath. "cracked...my...nail Polish Slapping Your... Worthless Face. See?" She Showed Him Her Finger - Just One Of Them. "cute" He Snorted.

Maia Pulled On A Braid. "i Ran Into Eric Of All People. He Told Me What Happened And That You'd Backed Out Of Millenium Lint's Gigs For The Past Two Weeks Because Of It." "actually, They Changed Their Name," Jordan Said. "they're Midnight Burrito Now.

I Don’t Want To Be Nephilim,” Said Jace. “i Want To Be Something Else. Stronger, Faster, Better Than Human. But Different. Not Subservient To The Laws Of An Angel Who Couldn’t Care Less About Us. Free.” He Ran His Hand Through A Curl Of Her Hair. “i’m Happy Now, Clary. Doesn’t That Make A Difference?

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.

By The Time Alec Came Back Into The Training Room, Jace Was Lying On The Floor, Envisioning Lines Of Dancing Girls In An Effort To Ignore The Pain In His Wrists. It Wasn’t Working. ~pg. 317~

It's A Bit Of The Very Last Verse From Paradiso- Dante's Paradise. 'my Will And My Desire Were Turned By Love, The Love That Moves The Sun And The Other Stars.' Dante Was Trying To Explain Faith, I Thnk, As An Overpowering Love, And Maybe It's Blasphemous, But That's How I Think Of The Way That I Love You. You Came Into My Life And Suddenly I Had One Truth To Hold On To- That I Loved You, And You Loved Me.

Brown Is A Manly Color

He'd Burn The Whole World Down Til He Could Dig Out You Of The Ashes.

You Are The Central Point About Which His World Spins.

Because That Was What You Did With Family When You'd Been Worried About Them, You Grabbed Them And Held On To Them And Told Them How Much They'd Pissed You Off, And It Was Okay, Because No Matter How Angry You Got, They Still Belonged To You.

(...)i Don't Know Who I Am. I Look Like Stephen Herondale, And I Act Like A Lightwood And I Talk Like My Father- Like Valentine. So I See Myself In Your Eyes And I Try To Be That Person And I Think Faith Might Be Enough To Make Me Who You Wnat Me To Be." (jace, To Clary)

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

The Only One Who Gets To Canoodle In My Bedroom Is My Magnificent Self.

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.

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

We Are Chained To This Life By A Chain Of Gold, And We Dare Not Sever It For Fear Of What Lies Beyond The Drop.

There's Plenty Of Sense In Nonsense Sometimes, If You Wish To Look For It.

For Free Will Is What Makes Us Heaven's Creatures.

If One Could Look This Fabulous, One Had An Obligation To.

It Really Was Getting Difficult To Be Wonderful.

I Thought Of Love As A Game. It Is Not A Game. It Is More Serious Than Death.

But Clary Never Found Out What It Wasn't, Because There Was A Cry Of "jace!" And Alec Appeared, Breathless From Pushing His Way Through The Crowd To Get Them. His Dark Hair Was A Mess And There Was Blood On His Clothes, But His Eyes Were Bright With A Mixture Of Relief And Anger. He Grabbed Jace By The Front Of His Jacket. "what Happened To You?" Jace Looked Affronted. "what Happened To Me?" Alec Looked At Him, Not Lightly. "you Said You Were Going For A Walk! What Kind Of Walk Takes Six Hours?" "a Long One?" Jace Suggested.

He Was Still Stroking The Inside Of Her Wrist, His Touch Doing Odd Delicious Things To Her Skin And Nerves.

He Caught Her As If He Were Used To Catching Fainting Girls, As If He Did It Everyday.

Even The Trip Throught The Portal Had Not Disarranged Magnus's Hair Spikes. He Tugged On One Proudly. "check It Out", He Said To Isabelle. "magic?" "hair Gel. $3.99 At Ricky's.

Jace: "i Guess We Better Move The Trash. We Can Start With The Dumpster," Looking Unenthusiastic. Clary: "you'd Rather Face A Ravening Horde Of Demons, Wouldn't You?" Jace: "at Least They Wouldn't Be Crawling With Maggots. Well, Not Most Of Them, Anyway. There Was This One Demon, Once, That I Tracked Down To The Sewers Under Grand Central--" Clary: "don't. I'm Not Really In The Mood Right Now." Jace: "that's Got To Be The First Time A Girl's Ever Said That To Me." Clary: "stick With Me And It Won't Be The Last.

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.

And In Some Way, Clary Thought, He Meant It, Meant His Gratitude. He Had Long Ago Lost The Ability To Distinguish Between Force And Cooperation, Between Fear And Willingness, Between Love And Torture. And With That Realization Came A Rush Of Numbness—what Was The Point Of Hating Valentine For Being A Monster When He Didn’t Even Know He Was One?

Jace Whistled. "raphael Is Really Having An Exceptionally Bad Night." -jace, Pg.283-

It Has Been The Privilege And The Honor Of My Life To Know You.

Jace Knew He Was Being Cruel, And He Barely Cared. Hurting People He Loved Was Almost As Good As Hurting Himself When He Was In This Kind Of Mood.

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!

I Tell So Many Lies, Sweetheart," He Said. "which One Specifically?

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

He Took Her By The Shoulders And Pulled Her Closer To Him, His Fingers Knotting In The Fabric Of Her Dress. Even More Than In The Attic, She Felt Caught In The Eddy Of A Powerful Wave That Threatened To Pull Her Over And Under, To Crush And Break Her, To Wear Her Down To Softness As The Sea Might Wear Down A Piece Of Glass.

I Have A Fetish For Damsels In Distress.” “don’t Be Sexist.” “not At All. My Services Are Also Available To Gentlemen In Distress. It’s An Equal Opportunity Fetish.

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

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

And Of Course You Wouldn't Be Going Alone,' Will Said Impatiently. 'i Would Go With You. I Wouldn't Let Anything Happen To You.

You Snuck Up On Me,” She Said. “i Guess I’m Not Much Of A Shadowhunter, Huh?” Simon Shrugged. “well, In Your Defense, I Do Move With A Silent, Pantherlike Grace.

What?” Simon Looked Alarmed. ”i‘m Not Really Sleeping With Your Mom, You Know. I Was Just Trying To Get Your Attention. Not That Your Mom Isn’t A Very Attractive Woman For Her Age.

That Ones Yours,huh?"he Asked,pointing To 3a."how Come It Just Says 'kyle'?doesnt He Have A Last Name?" "kyle Wants To Be A Rock Star,"simon Said,heading Down The Stairs."i Think His Working The One-name Thing.like Rihanna.

You Don’t Sound Very Patriotic,” Observed Tessa. “weren’t You Just Reminiscing About The Mountains?” “patriotic?” Will Looked Smug. “i’ll Tell You What’s Patriotic,” He Said. “in Honor Of My Birthplace, I’ve The Dragon Of Wales Tattooed On My—” “you’re In A Charming Temper, Aren’t You, William?” Interrupted Jem, Though There Was No Edge To His Voice.

You Behave As If Everything Is Funny To You, But You Never Laugh. Sometimes You Smile When You Think No One Is Paying Attention.

Simon Remembered A Rhyme His Mother Used To Recite To Him, About Magpies. You Were Supposed To Count Them And Say: One For Sorrow, Two For Mirth, Three For A Wedding, Four For A Birth, Five For Silver, Six For Gold, Seven For A Secret That's Never Been Told. "right," Simon Said. He Had Already Lost Count Of The Numbers Of Birds There Were. Seven, He Guessed. A Secret That's Never Been Told. Whatever That Was.

I Hate That Stuff. It Tastes Like Feet." At That He Smiled. "how Would You Know What Feet Taste Like?" "i Just Know.

Jem Touched The Parabatai Rune On His Shoulder, Through The Thin Material Of His Nightshirt. "i Am Not Alone," He Said. "wherever We Are, We Are As One.

Do You Even Really Know How Vampires Are Made?' 'well, When A Mommy Vampire And A Daddy Vampire Love Each Other Very Much.

Dead Bodies Didn't Resemble Unconscious Ones; It Was As If You Could Sense That Something Had Fled From Them, That Some Essential Spark Was Now Missing.

You Know What The Worst Thing I Can Imagine Is? Simon Had Said. Not Trusting Someone I Love.

And When I Saw Him[my Father] Lying Dead In A Pool Of His Own Blood, I Knew Then That I Hadn't Stopped Believing In God. I'd Just Stopped Believing God Cared. There Might Be A God, Clary, And There Might Be Not. Either Way, We're On Our Own.

What Happened To You?” Jace Looked Affronted. “what Happened To Me?” Alec Shook Him, Not Lightly. “you Said You Were Going For A Walk! What Kind Of Walk Takes Six Hours?” “a Long One?” Jace Suggested.

James, You Are All The Family I Have. 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. I Owe You Everything, And If You Cannot Believe I Have Empathy, Perhaps You Might At Least Believe I Know Honor--honor, And Debt--

I Was Alive When The Dead Sea Was Just A Lake That Was Feeling A Little Poorly.

How She Still Thought Of Max Every Day And It Was Like Someone Had Emptied Her Lungs Of Air, And She Would Catch At Her Heart, Afraid She Was Dying.

Faeries Are Fallen Angels," Said Dorothea, "cast Down Out Of Heaven For Their Pride." "that's The Legend," Jace Said. "it's Also Said That They're The Offspring Of Demons And Angels, Which Always Seemed More Likely To Me. Good And Evil, Mixing Together. Faeries Are As Beautiful As Angels Are Supposed To Be, But They Have A Lot Of Mischief And Cruelty In Them. And You'll Notice Most Of Them Avoid Midday Sunlight—" "for The Devil Has No Power," Said Dorothea Softly, As If She Were Reciting An Old Rhyme, "except In The Dark.

Goodness, My Nose Is Enormous,' She Exclaimed. 'why Didn't Anyone Tell Me?

There Was Something Peculiarly Gratifying About Shouting In A Blind Rage Until Your Words Ran Out.

Simon Turned To Jordan, Who Was Lying Down Across The Futon, His Head Propped Against One Of The Woven Throw Pillows. "how Much Of That Did You Hear?" "enough To Gather That We're Going To A Party Tonight," Said Jordan. "i Heard About The Ironworks Event. I'm Not In The Garroway Pack, So I Wasn't Invited." "i Guess You're Coming As My Date Now." Simon Shoved The Phone Back Into His Pocket. "i'm Secure Enough In My Masculinity To Accept That," Said Jordan. "we'd Better Get You Something Nice To Wear, Though," He Called As Simon Headed Back Into His Room. "i Want You To Look Pretty.

Tess, Tess, Tessa. Was There Ever A More Beautiful Sound Than Your Name? To Speak It Aloud Makes My Heart Ring Like A Bell. Strange To Imagine That, Isn’t It—a Heart Ringing? But When You Touch Me, That Is What It Is Like, As If My Heart Is Ringing In My Chest And The Sound Shivers Down My Veins And Splinters My Bones With Joy.

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

The Less You Had, The More Careful You Had To Be About Everything You Did Have.

No One Can Live With Nothing.

You Don't Get To Decide," She Said, "where I Go, Or When." "i Know." His Voice Was Ragged. "i've Always Known That About You. I Don't Know Why I Had To Fall In Love With Someone Who's More Stubborn Than I Am.

Falling In Love

His Beauty Did Not Blaze Like Will's Did In Fierce Colors And Repressed Fire, But It Had Its Own Muted Perfection, The Loveliness Of Snow Falling Against A Silver Gray Sky.

What Were You Dreaming About?" "you." He Twisted A Lock Of Her Hair Around His Finger. "i Always Dream About You." "oh, Yeah? Because I Thought You Were Having A Nightmare." He Tipped His Head Back To Look At Her. "sometimes I Dream You're Gone," He Said. "i Keep Wondering When You'll Figure Out How Much Better You Could Do And Leave Me.

I Was Even A Little Glad That If It Wasn’t Going To Be Me She Wanted, It Was Going To Be Someone Who Really Deserved Her.

Demon Pox,' Said Will With The Satisfaction Of The Truly Vindicated.

Inanimate Objects Are Harmless Indeed, Mr. Mortmain. But One Cannot Always Say The Same Of The Men Who Use Them.

Inanimate Objects

They Had Met At A Club Fifteen Years Before, Etta And Magnus. He Had Convinced Her To Dance With Him, And She Said She Had Been In Love By The End Of The Song. He Told Her He Had Been In Love Before The Beginning.

The Melody Rolled Over Her, As Cool And Sweet As Water, As Hopeful And Lovely As Sunrise.

Being Remembered, And Remembered So Kindly, Touched Him More Than He Would Have Thought Possible.

Isabelle," She Said, Lightening Her Tone With An Obvious Effort, "your Loyalty To Your Friend Is Understandable --" "he's Not My Friend." Isabelle Looked Over At Jace, Who Was Staring At Her In A Sort Of Daze. "he's My Brother.

I Was The Quiet Kid In The Corner, Reading A Book. In Elementary School, I Read So Much And So Often During Class That I Was Actually Forbidden From Reading Books During School Hours By My Teachers.

Ouch,” Jace Said In Her Ear, His Tone Indignant. “you Elbowed Me.” “well, You Landed On Me.

Exsanguinated," Said Jace, Impressed. "that's A Big Word." "and You're A Big-" "tsk Tsk," He Interrupted. "no Swearing In Church.

My Ideas Often Come From Strong Mental Images. When I'm Observing Some Relatively Ordinary Thing, I'll Think, "what If...." And Out Of That Brainstorming A Story Emerges.

The Moment The Door Closed Behind Him, Tessa Was In Will's Arms, Her Hands Locked About His Neck. "oh, By The Angel," She Said. "that Was Mortifying." Will Slid His Hands Into Her Hair And Was Kissing Her, Kissing Her Eyelids And Her Cheeks And Then Her Mouth, Quickly But With Fervor And Concentration, As If Nothing Could Be More Important. "listen To You," He Said. "you Said 'by The Angel.' Like A Shadowhunter." He Kissed The Side Of Her Mouth. "i Love You. God, I Love You. I Waited So Long To Say It.

Well, There Aren’t Any Graves In Mundane Wedding Ceremonies,” Said Tessa. “though Your Ability To Quote The Bible Is Impressive. Better Than My Aunt Harriet’s.” “did You Hear That, James? She Just Compared Us To Her Aunt Harriet.

When You Find A Man You Wish To Marry, Tessa, Remember This: You Will Know What Kind Of Man He Is Not By The Things He Says, But By The Things He Does.

She Threw The Door Open. The Room Seemed To Be A Sort Of Library, The Walls Lined With Books. It Was Brightly Lit, Light Streaming Through A Tall Picture Window. In The Middle Of The Room Stood Jace. He Wasn't Alone, Though-not By A Long Shot. There Was A Dark-haired Girl With Him, A Girl Clary Had Never Seen Before, And The Two Of Them Were Locked Together In A Passionate Embrace

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

I Do Not Mean To Seem Indelicate Or Ungrateful," Said Linette Owens, "but Are You A Dangerous Lunatic?

We Live And Breathe Words. It Was Books That Kept Me From Taking My Own Life After I Thought I Could Never Love Anyone, Never Be Loved Again. It Was Books That Made Me Feel That Perhaps I Was Not Completely Alone. They Could Be Honest With Me, And I With Them.

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.

Wo Wei Ni Xie De,” He Said, As He Raised The Violin To His Left Shoulder, Tucking It Under His Chin. He Had Told Her Many Violinists Used A Shoulder Rest, But He Did Not: There Was A Slight Mark On The Side Of His Throat, Like A Permanent Bruise, Where The Violin Rested. “you — Made Something For Me?” Tessa Asked. “i Wrote Something For You,” He Corrected, With A Smile, And Began To Play.

If I Made A Joke About Just Dropping By, Would You Write Me Off As Cliché?

You Might Want To Get Up," He Said. "everyone Will Be Here Quite Soon To Rescue You, And You May Prefer To Have Clothes On When They Arrive." He Shrugged. "i Would, At Any Rate, But Then, I Am Well Known To Be Remarkably Shy.

He Grinned. It Was A Wicked Grin, The Kind That Made The Blood In Clary's Veins Run A Little Faster. "you Want To Go On A Date?" Caught Off Guard, She Stammered. "a Wh-what?" "a Date," Jace Repeated. "often 'a Boring Thing You Have To Memorize In History Class,' But In This Case, 'an Offering Of An Evening Of Blisteringly White-hot Romance With Yours Truly." "really?" Clary Was Not Sure What To Make Of This. "blisteringly White-hot?" "it's Me," Said Jace. "watching Me Play Scrabble Is Enough To Make Most Women Swoon. Imagine If I Actually Put In Some Effort.

I've Noticed The Fair Folk Often Say 'perhaps' When There Is A Truth They Want To Hide," Clary Said. "it Keeps You From Having To Give A Straight Answer." "perhaps So," Said The Queen With An Amused Smile. "'mayhap' Is A Good Word Too," Alec Suggested. "also 'perchance,'" Izzy Said. "i See Nothing Wrong With 'maybe'," Said Simon. "a Little Modern, But The Gist Of The Idea Comes Across.

Tessa Had Begun To Tremble. This Is What She Had Always Wanted Someone To Say. What She Had Always, In The Darkest Corner Of Her Heart, Wanted Will To Say. Will, The Boy Who Loved The Same Books She Did, The Same Poetry She Did, Who Made Her Laugh Even When She Was Furious. And Here He Was Standing In Front Of Her, Telling Her He Loved The Words Of Her Heart, The Shape Of Her Soul. Telling Her Something She Had Never Imagined Anyone Would Ever Tell Her. Telling Her Something She Would Never Be Told Again, Not In This Way. And Not By Him. And It Did Not Matter. "it's Too Late", She Said.

It Is Easier To Confront A Threat As A Mass, A Group, Not Individuals Who Must Be Evaluated One By One.

There Is A Fine Line Between Sarcasm And Hostility, You Seemed To Have Crossed It. What's Up?

I Do Not Know Two Finer People And Could Not Imagine Better News. May Your Lives Together Be Happy And Long. Congratulations, Brother.

Congratulations

Pulvis Et Umbra Sumus. It's A Line From Horace. 'we Are Dust And Shadows'. Appropriate, Don't You Think?" Will Said. "it's Not A Long Life, Killing Demons; One Tends To Die Young, And Then They Burn Your Body - Dust To Dust, In The Literal Sense. And Then We Vanish Into The Shadows Of History, Nary A Mark On The Page Of A Mundane Book To Remind The World That Once We Existed At All.

Clary Felt Suddenly Annoyed. "when The Self-congratulatory Part Of The Evening Is Over, Maybe We Could Get Back To Saving My Best Friend From Being Exsanguinated To Death?" "exsanguinated," Said Jace, Impressed. "that's A Big Word." "and You're A Big-" "tsk Tsk," He Interupted. "no Swearing In Church.

I See You're Determined To Miss My Point." "if You're Point Is That There Was A Pretty Girl In The Room And It Was Distracting You, Then I Think I've Taken Your Point Handily." "you Think She's Pretty?" Will Was Surprised; Jem Rarely Opinioned This Sort Of Thing. "yes, And You Do Too." "i Hadn't Noticed, Really." "yes, You Have, And I've Noticed You Noticing.

-nunca Dejaría De Creer En Ti -dijo-. Jamás. Lo Que Siento Por Ti...-se Atracó-. Es Lo Más Grande Que He Sentido En Mi Vida. [pp.78]

I Promise To Charm The Dickens Out Of Him,' Said Will, Sitting Up And Readjusting His Crushed Hat. '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.' 'the Man's Eighty-nine', Muttered Jem. 'he May Well Have The Problem Anyway.

Isabelle Tugged Her Tank Top Back Down And Glared At Her Brother. “you Don’t Knock Now?” “it’s My Bedroom!” Alec Spluttered.

I Don't Know How To Live In The World As A Shadowhunter Without Will. I Don't Think I Even Want To. I Am Still A Parabatai, But My Other Half Is Gone.

Do Not Make The Mistake Of Believing That He Does Not Love You Because He Plays At Not Caring.

Alec's Trying To Get Magnus To Take Him Seriously, But He's Never Told Our Parents About Magnus, Or Even That He Likes, You Know -" "warlocks ?" Simon Said.

I Fell In Love With You," He Said, "because You Were One Of The Bravest People I've Ever Known. So How Could I Ask You To Stop Being Brave Just Because I Loved You?

When I Went To Stay With I’m, He Asked Me For Something Of My Fathers To Make The Tracking Easier. I Gave Him The Morgenstern Ring. He Said He‘d Let Me Know If He Senses Valentine Anywhere In The City, But So Far He Hasn’t.” “maybe He Just Wanted Your Ring,” Clary Said. “he Sure Wears Lot Of Jewelry.

All That Existed Was Jace; All She Felt, Hoped, Breathed, Wanted, And Saw Was Jace. Nothing Else Mattered.

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.

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." - Tessa Gray

Memories Did One No Good, Not When One Knew The Truth In The Present

Something In Him Was Broken, And Through That Break Spilled A Blind Cruelty, A Need To Hurt And To Push Away

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

Sebastian Sighed An Exaggerated Sigh And Swung The Door Shut. Clary Stared At Jace. "what The F-" "language, Fray." Jace's Eyes Danced. "relax.

There Have Always Been Readers Throughout History Who Have Been Drawn To Villains.

The Thing That You Are Too Young To Understand Is That We All Hide Things. We Hide Them From Our Lovers Because We Wish To Present Our Best Selves, But Also Because If It Is Real Love, We Expect Our Loved One To Simply Understand It, Without Needing To Ask. In A True Partnership, The Kind That Lasts Through The Ages, There Is An Unspoken Communion.

Will Began To Straighten Up, To Turn Away From The Bed. And As He Did, He Felt Something Wrap Tightly Around His Wrist. He Glanced Down And Saw Jem’s Hand Braceleting His Own. For A Moment He Was Too Shocked To Do Anything But Stare. “i Am Not Dead Yet, Will,” Jem Said In A Soft Voice, Thin But As Strong As Wire. “what Did Magnus Mean By Asking You If I Knew You Were In Love With Tessa?

Are You Implying That Shreds Of My Reputation Remain Intact?" Will Demanded With Mock Horror. "clearly I Have Been Doing Something Wrong. Or Not Something Wrong, As The Case May Be." He Banged On The Side Of The Carriage. "thomas! We Must Away At Once To The Nearest Brothel. I Seek Scandal And Low Companionship.

Clary Grinned At Luke. “so You’re Not Moving To Idris, I Take It?” “nah,” He Said. He Looked As Happy As She’d Ever Seen Him. “the Pizza Here Is Terrible.

Perhaps," He Said, "we Should Discuss Our Arrangements, Then.

To Love Is To Destroy, To Destroy Is To Love. -jace Herondale

The Letter I Received Said You Had Need Of My Particular Talents, But I Must Confess That I Have So Many Talents That I Am Not Sure Which One You Require.

I Never Cared,” He Said. “i Wanted You Anyway. I Always Wanted You.

City Of Lost Souls

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.

You Never Cared That I Was Your Sister Before.” “didn’t I?” His Black Eyes Flicked Up And Down Her. “our Father’s Dead,” He Said. “there Are No Other Relatives. You And I, We Are The Last. The Last Of The Morgensterns. You Are The Only One Left Whose Blood Runs In My Veins, Too. You Are My Last Chance.

It Would Hardly Benefit Me To Hold Anything Back Unnecessarily, When I Know What I'm Asking. For You To Find A Needle In--god, Not Even A Haystack. A Needle In A Tower Full Of Other Needles.

Jordan Followed, Buttoning His Jeans And Muttering About How There Was Nothing Strange About Having A Pattern Of Dancing Penguins On Your Underwear.

Sebastian Just Smiled. “i Could Hear Your Heart Beating,” He Said Softly. “when You Were Watching Me With Valentine. Did It Bother You?” “that You Seem To Be Dating My Dad?” Jace Shrugged. "you’re A Little Young For Him, To Be Honest.” “what?” For The First Time Since Jace Had Met Him, Sebastian Seemed Flabbergasted.

There Was A Man Who Was Worthless, And Knew He Was Worthless, And Yet However Far Down He Tried To Sink His Soul, There Was Always Some Part Of Him Capable Of Great Action.

Those Of Us Who Do Not Live Forever Do Not Like Change Perhaps As Much As Those Of You Who Do.

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

She Gritted Her Teeth. She Was Here With Sebastian, On Her Way To See A Powerful Warlock, And Mentally She Was Maundering On About The Way Jace Smelled.

I Love You; I Love You And I Don’t Care That You’re My Sister; Don’t Be With Him, Don’t Want Him, Don’t Go With Him. Be With Me. Want Me. Stay With Me. I Don’t Know How To Be Without You.

Fresh Is Better. But You've Never Drunk Fresh Blood. Have You?" Simon Raised His Eyebrow In Response. "well, Aside From Mine Of Course," Jace Said. "and I'm Pretty Sure My Blood Is Fan-tastic.

The First One Is Always The Hardest," He Said. "the First?" "the First One You Love Who Dies," He Said. "it Gets Easier, After.

The Boy Was Standing Alone As Though The Broken Glass All Around Him Were A Shining Sea And He Were An Island.

Samuel! Are You Alright?" A Vision Of Samuel Being Brained By The Falling Bars Rose Up Before Simon's Eyes. Samuel's Voice Rose To A Scream. "go Away!" Simon Looked Sideways At Jace. "i Think He Means It." 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?

It Was Eric's Voice Not Simon's, On The Recorded Message. “ladies, Ladies ” He Said. Though It Was The Millionth Time She’d Heard The Recording, Clary Couldn't Help Rolling Her Eyes. “if You've Reached This Message That Means Our Boy Simon Is Out Partying. But Please Don’t Fight Among Yourselves. There’s Always Enough Simon To Go Around.” There Was A Muffled Yell, Some Laughter, And Then The Long Sound Of The Beep.

Romanian? That's Impressive," Said Jace. "not Many People Speak It." "do You?" Sebastian Asked With Interest. "not Really," Jace Said With A Smile So Disarming Simon Knew He Was Lying. "my Romanian Is Pretty Much Limited To Useful Phrases Like, 'are These Snakes Poisonous?' And 'but You Look Much Too Young To Be A Police Officer.

Unless There Was A Reason For Me To Stay.

Simon!” The Voice Was Clary’s. He Would Know It Anywhere. He Wondered If His Mind Was Conjuring It Up Now, A Sense Memory Of What He’d Most Loved During Life To Carry Him Through The Process Of Death. “simon, You Stupid Idiot! I’m Over Here! At The Window!” Simon Jumped To His Feet. He Doubted His Mind Would Conjure That Up.

All My Life, Since I Came To The Institute, You Were The Mirror Of My Soul. I Saw The Good In Me In You. In Your Eyes Alone I Found Grace. When You Are Gone From Me, Who Will See Me Like That?

Part Of Clary Wanted To Lean Sideways And Put Her Head On Her Mother’s Shoulder. She Could Even Close Her Eyes, Pretend Everything Was All Right. The Other Part Of Her Knew That It Wouldn’t Make A Difference; She Couldn’t Keep Her Eyes Closed Forever.

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.

There Is No Pretending," Jace Said With Absolute Clarity. "i Love You, And I Will Love You Until I Die, And If There Is Life After That, I'll Love You Then.

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

I Could Give You A Thiught Sheath To Put That In,"isabelle Offered. "i Got Tons." "certainly Not," Said Simon. Clary Shot Him An Irritated Look. "thanks, But I'm Not Really A Thigh Sheath Kind Of Girl," -pg. 214

Luke Rose To His Feet. "i'm Taking Five Minutes For Some Air. I'll Be Back. " He Felt Them Watching Him As He Made His Way To The Front Doorsall Of Them, Even Amatis. Senhor Monteverde Whispered Something To His Wife In Portuguese; Luke Caught "lobo", The Word For "wolf", In The Stream Of Words. They Probably Think I'm Going Outside To Run In Circles And Bark At The Moon.

Molesting The Vampire While He's Too Weak To Fight Back, Iz? Jace Asked. I'm Pretty Sure That Violates At Least One Of The Accords.

(sebastian) "see, There You Go. You're Always Looking At Me Like That." "like What?" "like I Burn Down Animal Shelters For Fun And Light My Cigarettes With Orphans.

Wear That Scarf," He Said, Pointing To A Blue Cashmere Scarf Hanging On A Peg. "it Matches Your Eyes." Alec Looked At It. Suddenly He Was Filled With Hate - For The Scarf, For Magnus, And Most Of All For Himself. "don't Tell Me," He Said. "the Scarf's A Hundred Years Old, And It Was Given To You By Queen Victoria Right Before She Died, For Special Services To The Crown Or Something." Magnus Sat Up. "what's Gotten Into You?" Alec Stared At Him. "am I The Newest Thing In This Apartment?" "i Think That Honor Goes To Chairman Meow. He's Only Two." "i Said Newest, Not Youngest," Alec Snapped.

Charlotte Said That If I Chose, I Could Cease To Be A Gray And Take The Name My Mother Should Have Had Before She Was Married. I Could Be A Starkweather. I Could Have A True Shadowhunter Name." She Heard Will Exhale A Breath. It Came Out A Puff Of White In The Cold. His Eyes Were Blue And Wide And Clear, Fixed On Her Face. He Wore The Expression Of A Man Who Had Steeled Himself To Do A Terrifying Thing, And Was Carrying It Through. "of Course You Can Have A True Shadowhunter Name," Will Said. "you Can Have Mine.

The Surface Of The Pond Was Green With Fallen Leaves. "how Could You Have Been Happy There? I Know What You Thought, But Valentine Was A Terrible Father. He Killed Your Pets, Lied To You, And I Know He Hit You- Don't Even Try To Pretend He Didn't." A Flicker Of A Smile Ghosted Across Jace's Face. "only On Alternate Thursdays.

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.

I Always Wanted To Be A Writer Since I Was Around 12 Years Old And I Wrote My First Book.

I've Heard The Word 'fear'. I Simply Choose To Believe It Doesn't Apply To Me.

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.

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

Okayyyyy,” Isabelle Said In A Low Voice, “when Did Brother Zachariah Get Hot?

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

I Can't Believe He Took You To An Actual Resteraunt. I Assumed His Idea Od A Date Would Be Making You Watch Him Play World Of Warcraft With His Nerd Friends.

I Forgot," Isabelle Muttered As The Rest Of Them Caught Up To Her. "faeries Have No Sense Of Humor." "oh, I Wouldn't Say That," Said Jace. "there's A Pixie Nightclub Downtown Called Hot Wings. Not," He Added, "that I Have Ever Been There.

I Had Such Plans For This Evening. The Pursuit Of Blind Drunkenness And Wayward Women Was My Goal. But Alas, It Was Not To Be. No Sooner Had I Consumed My Third Drink In The Devil Than I Was Accosted By A Delightful Small Flower Selling Child Who Asked Me For Twopence For A Daisy. The Price Seemed Steep, So I Refused. When I Told The Girl As Much, She Proceeded To Rob Me.” “a Little Girl Robbed You?” Tessa Said. “actually, She Wasn’t A Little Girl At All, As It Turns Out, But A Midget In A Dress With A Penchant For Violence, Who Goes By The Name Of Six-fingered Nigel.

How Can You Not Understand?" He Pointed At Her Books. "you Read Novels. Obviously, I'm Here To Rescue You. Don't I Look Like Sir Galahad?" He Raised His Arms Dramatically. "my Strength Is As The Strength Of Ten, Because My Heart Is Pure---

And I Do Wish She Wouldn't Sing About Poisoning Just After We Have Eaten.

Yes, He Would Have Done That For Tessa - Died To Keep The Ones She Needed Beside Her - And So Would Jem Have Done That For Him Or For Tessa, And So Would Tessa, He Thought, Do That For Both Of Them. It Was A Near Incomprehensible Tangle, The Three Of Them, But There Was One Certainty, And That Was That There Was No Lack Of Love Between Them.

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