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The Front Door Shut, Leaving Alec Sitting In The Half-lit Garden, Alone. He Closed His Eyes For A Moment, The Image Of A Face Hovering Behind His Lids. Not Jace's Face, For A Change. The Eyes Set In The Face Were Green, Slit-pupiled. Cat Eyes.

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The Front Door Shut,

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The Front Door Shut, Leaving Alec Sitting In The Half-lit Garden, Alone. He Closed His Eyes For A Moment, The Image Of A Face Hovering Behind His Lids. Not Jace's Face, For A Change. The Eyes Set In The Face Were Green, Slit-pupiled. Cat Eyes.

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But The Person Who Stepped Out Of The Front Door Was Tall And Thin, With Short, Spiky Dark Hair. He Was Wearing A Gold Mesh Vest And A Pair Of Silk Pajama Pants. He Regarded Clary With Mild Interest, Puffing Gently On A Fantastically Large Pipe As He Did So. Though He Looked Nothing At All Like A Viking, He Was Instantly And Totally Familiar. Magnus Bane

Black For Hunting Through The Night For Death And Mourning The Color's White Gold For A Bride In Her Wedding Gown And Red To Call The Enchantment Down White Silk When Our Bodies Burn Blue Banners When The Lost Return Flame For The Birth Of A Nephilim And To Wash Away Our Sins. Gray For The Knowledge Best Untold Bone For Those Who Don't Grow Old Saffron Lights The Victory March Green To Mend Our Broken Hearts Silver For The Demon Towers And Bronze To Summon Wicked Powers -shadowhunter Children's Rhyme

Will," She Said Softly, Sleepily. "last Night--" You Were Kind To Me, She Was Going To Say. Thank You. The Glare From His Blue Eyes Stabbed Through Her. "there Was No Last Night," He Said Through His Teeth. At That, She Sat Up Straight, Almost Awake. "oh, Truly? We Just Went Right From One Afternoon On Through Till The Next Morning? How Odd No One Else Remarked On It. I Should Think It Some Miracle, A Day With No Night--

Jace, Clary Thought, Was The Sort Of Person Who Liked It When Things Were Happening, Even Things That Were Bad

Is This The Part Where You Tell Me You're Secretly In Love With Me? Vampire Mojo Strikes Again.

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

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.

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.

You Could Say Anything You Wanted To Someone You Thought You Were Never Going To See Again.

I Think You'll Find That One Would Be Self-defeating." Jace Said Lightly Shoving His Feet Into His Boots. "we Are Bound, He And I. Cut Him And I Bleed.

You're So Easy To Tease. And Yes, Your Friend Is Just Fine. Well, Except That He Keeps Putting All My Things Away And Trying To Clean Up. Now I Can't Find Anything. He's Compulsive.

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.

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?

To Draw Something Is To Try To Capture It Forever.

Too Much Of Anything Could Destroy You, Simon Thought. Too Much Darkness Could Kill, But Too Much Light Could Blind.

Every Heart Has Its Own Melody.

James Carstairs

How Strange To Have The Power To Literally Transform Yourself Into Other People, And Yet Be So Unable To Put Yourself In Their Place.

It Really Was Getting Difficult To Be Wonderful.

We Are But Dust And Shadows.

Meliorn Looked Impassive. "mundane Humans Are Not Permitted In The Court." "i Wish Someone Had Mentioned That Earlier," Said Simon, To No One In Particular. "i Take It I'm Just Supposed To Wait Out Here Until Vines Start Growing On Me?" Meliorn Considered. "that Might Offer Significant Amusement.

Ah,” Said A Voice From The Doorway, “having Your Annual ‘everyone Thinks Will Is A Lunatic’ Meeting, Are You? “it’s Biannual,” Said Jem. “and No, This Is Not That Meeting.

Alec Watched Them Through The Half-open Door, Jace Leaned Against The Sink As His Adoptive Sister Sponged His Wrists And Wrapped Them In A White Gauze. “okay, Now Take Off Your Shirt.” (isabelle) “i Knew There Was Something In This For You.” (jace) ~pg. 329~

Take Off Your Shirt." Jace Raised His Eyebrows. "i'm Not Going To Attack You," She Said Impatiently. "i Can Take The Sight Of Your Naked Chest Without Swooning." "are You Sure?" He Asked, Obediently Sliding The Shirt Off His Shoulders. "because Viewing My Naked Chest Has Caused Many Women To Seriously Injure Themselves Stampeding To Get To Me.

She Took Out A Shiny Folded Pamphlet, The Kind They Kept Stacked In Clear Plastic Stands In Hospital Waiting Rooms. "how To Come Out To Your Parents," She Read Out Loud. "luke. Don't Be Ridiculous. Simon's Not Gay, He's A Vampire.

She's Alive," Thomas Said, Not Opening His Eyes. "what?" Will Was Caught Off Guard. "the One You Come Back For. Her. Tessa. She's With Sophie.

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

City Of Fallen Angels

There's Always The Dinner Rolls," Said Will, Pointing To A Covered Basket. "though I Warn You, They're As Hard As Stones. You Could Use Them To Kill Black Beetles, If Any Beetles Bother You In The Middle Of The Night.

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

There Is That. I Might Have Better Luck Telling Him I’m In Love With Him. Jace Thinks Everyone’s In Love With Him Anyway.” “but I,” Said Clary, “actually Am.

Why Should I Tell You Everything About How I Feel When You Never Tell Me Anything?

Its Three In The Morning,' She Noted With Dismay. 'do You Think Simon’s All Right?' 'i Think He‘s Weird, Actually,' Said Jace. 'though That Has Little To Do With Time.

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.

Will Nodded Slowly, Then Looked Up At Tha Black Sky. "the Stars", He Said. "i Have Never Seen Them So Bright. The Wind Has Blown Off The Fog, I Think." Magnus Thought Of The Joy On Will's Face As He Had Stood Bleeding In Camille's Living Room, Clutching The Demon Tooth In His Hand. Somehow I Don't Think It's The Stars That Have Changed.

And Next Time You're Planning To Injure Yourself To Get Me Attention, Just Remember That A Little Sweet Talk Works Wonders.

I Told You Before, Jem, That You Would Not Leave Me. And You Are Still With Me. When I Breathe, I Will Think Of You, For Without You I Would Have Been Dead Years Ago. When I Wake Up And When I Sleep, When I Lift Up My Hands To Defend Myself Or When I Lie Down To Die, You Will Be With Me. You Say We Are Born And Born Again. I Say There Is A River That Divides The Dead And The Living. What I Do Know Is That If We Are Born Again, I Will Meet You In Another Life, And If There Is A River, You Will Wait On The Shores For Me To Come To You, So That We Can Cross Together.

I Was Marked By A Very Cute Boy With Terrible Impulse Control. I Don't Remember Because I Was Basically Unconscious But Everyone Was Mad At Him When I Woke Up. The End, Love Clary.

Impulse Control

Don't Touch Any Of My Weapons Without My Permission." "well, There Goes My Plan For Selling Them All On Ebay," Clary Muttered. "selling Them On What?" Clary Smiled Blandly At Him. "a Mythical Place Of Great Magical Power.

I Have Come To Understand Something About Novels," Tessa Said. "and What Is That?" "they Are Not True.

To Marry A Girl Just To Make Her A Widow,” Said Gabriel Lightwood. “many Would Say That Was Not A Kindness.

Ladies Who Were No Better Than They Should Be, Whose Dresses Were Too Tight, Too Bright And Too All The Things Magnus Liked Most, Lounged On Velvet-covered Benches Along The Walls.

You Know, Some People Think Shadowhunters Are Just Myths. Like Mummies And Genies." Kyle Grinned At Jace. "can You Grant Wishes?" "that Depends," He Said. "do You Wish To Be Punched In The Face?

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.

Jace, There Is No Wedding! Stop Isabelle! Sit On Her If You Have To. Just Stop Her From Doing Whatever She's Doing Or I Can Never Come Home. -alec

The Moment The Door Opened, Jace Seized Up A Yellow Pencil Lying On The Desk And Threw It. It Sailed Through The Air And Struck The Wall Just Next To Luke's Head, Where It Stuck, Vibrating. Luke's Eyes Widened. Jace Smiled Faintly. "sorry, I Didn't Realize It Was You." ... Luke Indicated Simon And Clary With A Wave Of His Hand. "i Brought Some People To See You." Jace's Eyes Moved To Them. They Were As Black As If They Had Been Painted On. "unfortunately," He Said, "i Only Had The One Pencil." -jace & Luke, Pg.43-

Clary, You're An Artist, Like Your Mother. That Means You See The World In Ways That Other People Don't. It's Your Gift, To See The Beauty And The Horror In Ordinary Things. It Doesn't Make You Crazy — Just Different. There's Nothing Wrong With Being Different.

Men May Be Stronger, But It Is Women Who Endure.

Indeed." Will Let His Cutlery Clatter Onto His Plate. "the Consul? Breaking Up Our Breakfast Time? Whatever Next? The Inquisitor Over For Tea? Picnics With The Silent Brothers?" "duck Pies In The Park," Said Jem Under His Breath, And He And Will Smiled At Each Other, Just A Flash, Before The Door Opened And The Consul Swept It.

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.

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.

And You Should Not Be Out And About In Your Nightgown. There Are Lightwoods Wandering These Halls.

The Young Man Who Appeared At The Mouth Of The Alley Was Pale In The Lamplight—paler Even Than He Usually Was, Which Was Quite Pale Indeed.

Demon Slayers Take The Subway?

Clary Sat Back. "you Don't Just Get To Say No." "this Plan Involves Me! I Get To Say No! No." "simon -" Simon Patted The Seat Beside Him As If Someone Were Sitting There. "let Me Introduce You To My Good Friend No.

I Always Need Your Strength,alec

I Don't Know Who Azazel Is," He Said. "isn't He The Cat From The Smurfs?" He Cast About , But Isabelle Just Looked Up And Rolled Her Eyes At Him. "clary?" He Thought Her Voice Came Through, Tinged With Alarm. "what Is It? What Happened? Did My Mom Find Out I'm Gone?" "not Yet," He Thought Back. "is Azazel The Cat From The Smurfs?" There Was A Long Pause. "that's Azrael, Simon. And No More Using The Magic Rings For Smurf Questions.

The Queen Sniffed. "i Rather Miss Your Jace," She Said. "of All Of You, He Was The Prettiest And The Best-mannered.

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.

Have You Fallen In Love With Wrong Person Yet?

To Lose An Arm Or A Leg Would Be Painful, But To Lose The Central Truth Of Your Life Felt—fatal.

No One Can Live With Nothing.

Oh, The Universe Had Outdone Herself. The Universe Would Be Send Flowers.

I Will Find You," Ragnor Told Him. "i Will Find Whatever Chest Of Absurd Clothes You Have. And I Will Bring A Llama Into The Place Where You Sleep And Make Sure That It Urinates On Everything You Possess.

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