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?”...

I can only assume,” said Jace, “that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own.

Is this one of those keep-your-friends-close-and-your-enemies-closer things?””I though it was keep your friends close so you have someone to drive the car when you sneak over to your enemy’s house at night and throw up...

she was glad she had been scarred. She said that whoever loved her now would love her true self, and not her pretty face.

What I actually want to call you is a hell of a lot more unprintable than your name

shutting your eyes and pretending something’s not happening doesn’t make it not true.

He’s not feeling well,” Clary said, catching at Simon’s wrist. “We’re going.””No,” Simon said. “No, I — I need to talk to him. To the Inquisitor.”Robert reached into his jacket and drew out a crucifix....

For the first time, he looked at her, and she wasn’t a stranger, she was Clary—his friend. His family. The girl he’d sworn always to protect. The girl he loved as fiercely as he loved...

To be friends is a beautiful thing, Tessa, and I do not scorn it, but I have hoped for a long time now that we might be more than friends.

Only people with no purpose are unhappy.

Anger, Tessa thought, was satisfying in its own way, when you gave in to it. There was something gratifying about shouting in a blind rage until your words ran out.

La belle Isabelle

So, what are you?””What I am is someone who doesn’t want you to jump out of the window. The rest are details.

Enormous? Did you just call me FAT? I am not fat. – Jace

Clearly, I am not afraid of the dark.

You know,” Clary said, “most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction.

Yeah, well, you clearly also couldn’t be bothered to call me and tell me you were shacking up with some dyed-blond wanna-be goth you probably met at Pandemonium. After I spent the past three days...

Clary,” he said. “You saved my life.””I stabbed you. With a massive sword. You caught on fire.”His lips twitched imperceptibly. “Okay,” he said. “So maybe our problems aren’t like other couples.

Her green eyes flutter all the way open, and she looks amused. It pricks his ego slightly. After that kiss, shouldn’t she be fainting at his feet? But she’s grinning.

You can’t just go around killing people.You’re right. You can’t go around killing people.

Heroes save worlds,” Clary said. “They don’t destroy them.

trying to read his face. It was like a book written in a foreign language she’d studied all too briefly.

that Jace killed him. That would put anyone off.

They always have to have the last word.

Alec slid his hand from Jace’s arm to his shoulder. Magnus cleared his throat. Alec dropped his hand. Simon grinned into his undrunk coffee.

He recognized and accepted this strange new feeling: that he would rather be hurt himself than hurt Alec.

If one could look this fabulous, one had an obligation to.

Coaxing drunken Shadowhunters into making fools of themselves was a favorite occupation among the Downworlders, and this performance had been a tremendous success.

How generous the universe could be, when he wanted to be!

Mauve,” said Will.

There are so many worse things than death. Not to be loved or not to be able to love: that is worse.

Tess?” A soft voice at the door; she looked up and saw Will there, silhouetted in the light from the corridor.

I’m trying to figure out how someone could live in a brothel for a month and not notice. You must be terribly dull-witted.” Tessa glared.”If it helps at all, it seemed to be quite a...

You’re the shape-changer aren’t you?” he said. “Magnus Bane told me about you. No mark on you at all, they say.”Tessa swallowed and looked him straight in the eye. They were discordantly human eyes, ordinary...

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...

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...

So what was that all about?””I think,” Jace said, “that she asked if she could touch my mango.””She said that?”Jace shrugged. “Yeah, then she gave me her number.

But you’ve never drunk fresh blood. Have you?”Simon raised his eyebrows in response.”Well, aside from mine, of course,” Jace said. “And I’m sure my blood is fan-tastic.

Maureen clapped her hands together. “Oh,” she said in her elfin little voice. “It’s pretty.” “Pretty?” Simon looked quickly at the hunched shape on top of the concrete block. “Maureen, what the hell-

You couldn’t know how much going away had changed you until you tried to go home.

Oh, Lord Montgomery, what do you mean to do with me in this bedroom when you have me all alone? An innocent maiden, and unprotected? Is my virtue safe?’I, ah- what?”I know you are a...

The Great and Tragic Love of Jonathan Shadowhunter and David the Silent, by Clary Fray, Aged 17.SIMON IT WAS BY SIMON NOT ME(…) Jonathan Shadowhunter: Oh, David, I would trust you with my life!David: Oh,...

Unpleasant?” he finished for her.”Only on the days when my adoptive mother tosses me out of the house with instructions never to darken her door again. Usually, I’m remarkably good-natured. Try me on any day...

Alec dragged the heavy canvas bag out of the back of the van, dropping it on the sidewalk. “Ready to go.” He announced. “Lets kick some demon butt!”Jace looked at him a little oddly. “You...

Of course, the guests were also staring because they know of my relationship with Camille, and are wondering what we might be doing here in the library… alone.” He wiggled his eyebrows at Tessa.

Wo bu xiang shi qu ni.” She knew, without knowing how she knew, what the words meant. I love you. And I don’t want to lose you.

As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

Dear God, woman,”said Will. “Are there any questions you don’t want to know the answer to?

The way Magnus’ breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he’d said his father’s name.

I thought perhaps that when you told me you did not love me that my own feelings would fall away and atrophy, but they have not. They have grown every day. I love you now...