I’ve never felt so… light.

Remember how before, I was talking about Dungeons and Dragons?Vividly, Jace said. It was a dark time.

And she wept as well for the others lost in the Dark War, and she wept for her mother and the loss she had endured, and she wept for Emma and the Blackthorns, remembering how...

Mothers,lock up your daughters, then lock up your maidservants, then lock up yourselves. Lord Montgomery is on the prowl

Everyone knows Valentine’s son.””I know, but – when Emma saw you, she acted like you were her celebrity crush.Like you were on the cover of Shadowhunters Weekly every month.””You know, when they asked me to...

I’ll neverpause again, never stand still, tilleither death hath closed these eyes ofmine, or fortune given me measure ofrevenge.

I had some feelings,” said Simon.””Do feel free to agonize about it on your own time.

You shouldn’t do that. Not to your child. You should-carry your own burdens.

I don’t carol, said Simon. I’m Jewish. I only know the dreidel song.

Alec remembers my name,” said Simon, and he set the bottle back down.

I don’t say itoften enough. I love you.

Don’t talk.” Alec gestured at him with an expression of vague disgust.”Every time I look at you, I keep remembering coming in here and seeing you draped all over my sister.”Jace sat up.”I didn’t hear...

Isabelle!” he called again. “Let down your raven hair!'”Oh my God,” Clary muttered. “There was something in that blood Raphael gave you, wasn’t there? I’m going to kill him.

I have not stopped loving her, nor my parabatai; love does not stop when someone dies.

Take it, and cut your brother’s throat with it, and take back the honor of your blood.

Say it,” she said. “Say it sober.””I love you,” he said.”I don’t want you to say it back unless you mean it, but I love you.”She leaned back over him, and pressed the pads of...

La belle Isabelle

The figure in the doorway ducked; the brick hit the wall, and Luke straightened up and looked at her curiously. I hope when we’re married, that’s not the way you greet me every day when...

I love you,” he said.”I don’t say it often enough. I love you.

I’ll go with you,” Alec said, looking at Isabelle and Simon with suspicious eyes.”If you must,” said Isabelle with exaggerated indifference.”I should warn you we’ll be making out in the dark. Big, sloppy make-outage.”Simon looked...

And that – he pointed ahead – is the road to Hell. That’s where we’re going. I have always heard it was paved with good intentions, said Simon

I just wanted to say that you don’t always have to be all right. I asked you to be my parabatai because I needed you, but you’re allowed to need me, too. This” – he...

He remembered Tessa weeping in his arms in Paris, and thinking that he had never known the loss she felt, because he had never loved like she had, and that he was afraid that someday...

Lord Montgomery considers nothing but his own desires,” he said in a gravelly voice.”I’ll tell you something else. Lord Montgomery has a very large estate…and pretty extensive grounds, too.”Isabelle giggled, and Simon felt the bed...

Raphael’s hand tightened on the hilt of the knife. His knuckles were white. He spoke to Magnus. “I have no soul,” he said. “But I made you a promise on my mother’s doorstep, and she...

Go forth and light the lights of war

Alec is not a bunny rabbit. He’s a shadowhunter.

Isabelle!” Simon called.”Stop throwing clothes at me! Just because you’re a Shadowhunter and I’m a vampire doesn’t mean we can never happen. Our love is forbidden like the love of a shark and a –...

Heroes aren’t always the ones who win,” she said. “They’re the ones who lose, sometimes. But they keep fighting, they keep coming back. They don’t give up. That’s what makes them heroes.

We Shadowhunters, we put ourselves in danger, every hour, every day. I think sometimes we are reckless with our hearts the way we are with our lives. When we give them away, we give every...

This is the deepest wish of my heart?””Sure,” Magnus said.”Your father, proud of you. You, the hero of the hour. Me, loving you. Everyone approving of you.”Alec looked over at Jace.”Okay, what about the Jace...

Yes, you bit me, yes, I kind of liked it, yes, let’s not talk about it again, said Jace. You’re not a vampire anymore. Focus.

I was going to put what birthday it was on the sign,” he said, “but Jace said that after twenty, you’re just old, so it doesn’t matter anyway.”Jace stopped with his fork halfway to his...

I’m Magnus.” He smiled, showing blinding white teeth.”Magnus Bane.””Are we long-lost friends, by any chance?” Simon said.”Just wondering.””No, we never got along all that well,” said Magnus.”Long-lost acquaintances? Compadres? My cat liked you.

Why do you tell me you love me only when you’re drunk or dreaming? she asked. I have awful timing, said Simon

Come on,” he said. “Let’s get back to Alec before he decides Isabelle and Simon are having sex off in the caves and starts freaking out.

We will stand bravely with you! Malcolm announced. Catarina looked darkly at him, and he quailed. Well, we will stand bravely near you. Or at least within earshot. Maia gave him a hard look. So...

Whatever it is, don’t do it!” said Catarina. “It’s a bad idea.” “And why do you say that?””Because they’re the only kind you have,” she said. ” I have known you a long time, and...

I hate it when straight guys think all gay guys are attracted to them. I’m not attracted to every guy any more than you’re attracted to every girl.

Imagine if you were the last Shadowhunter left on earth, imagine if all your family and friends were dead, imagine if there were no one left who even believed in what you were. Imagine if...

They’ll probably put that on my gravestone. ‘He Was Heterosexul and Had Low Expectations.

There are things our souls want, and mine wants you.

Clary,” he said. “You’re Clary. You’re my best friend.

It was a little sexy, Simon said. He felt much better, having fed, and couldn’t help but poke at Alec a bit. It wasn’t, said Alec. I had some feelings, said Simon.

I don’t remember everything,” he said.”Not yet. But I remember you.”He brought her hand up, touched the gold ring on her right index finger, the Fair Folk metal warm to the touch.”Clary,” he said.”You’re Clary....

that family isn’t blood. It’s thepeople who love you. The people whohave your back.