Thank you, Simon, I appreciate that.” Luke opened the pizza box and, finding it empty, shut it with a sigh. “Though you did eat all the pizza.””I only had five slices,” Simon protested, leaning his...

(Jace) “Is there anything special you want to see? Paris? Budapest? The Leaning Tower of Pisa?” Only if it falls on Sebastian’s head, she thought.

I’m just saying that I think I chose to act the way I did in part because of you. Since I’ve met you, everything I’ve done has been in part because of you. I can’t...

I’m not sure.

It doesn’t change what we are to each other. It’s like there’s always been a piece of my soul missing, and it’s inside you, Clary.

Also, I’m sleeping with your mom. Just thought you should know.

You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.

I figured all your classes were stuff like Slaughter 101 and Beheading for Beginners.”Jace flipped a page. “Very funny, Fray.

Despite the heat in her face, it felt as if cold needles of ice were running up and down her veins. “What are you doing here?”He drew back slightly, looking disappointed. “That isn’t really an...

Because I’m tiny, blonde, and look good in pigtails?

He’s not in a very good mood,” said Luke, pausing in front of a closed door. “I shut him up in Freaky Pete’s office after he nearly killed half my pack with his bare hands....

Clary?” he thought.Her voice came through, tinged with alarm. “What is it? What’s 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...

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....

(…)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...

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.

Simon!” Clary shouted, and seized his arm. “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...

You really want to know what else it was my mom said about you?” he asked.She shook her head.He didn’t seem to notice. “She said you’d break my heart,” he told her, and left.

whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it.

She could ask for anything, she thought dizzily, anything–an end to pain or world hunger or disease, or for peace on earth. But then again, perhaps these things weren’t in the power of angels to...

He could bring a six-foot tall pink rabbit in a bikini back home with him if he wanted to. It’s not my business. But if you’re asking me if I’ve brought any girls back here,...

And so what? I just killed a demon in my own house, and you’re going to be a dickhead about it because I’m not some spoiled-rotten rich brat like you and your sister?” Alec looked...

Does that mean you agree?”He groaned. “I think it means you crushed my spirit and beat me down.””Fantastic.

Znači,što si muževniji,to manje govoriš?

Having rock-star problems may be the closest I ever get to being an actual rock star.

Do you remember back at the hotel when you promised that if we lived, you’d get dressed up in a nurse’s outfit and give me a sponge bath?” asked Jace.”It was Simon who promised you...

She closed her eyes and jumped. For a moment she felt herself hang suspended, free of everything. Then gravity took over, and she plunged toward the floor. Instinctively she pulled her arms and legs in,...

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...

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.

Magnus’s eyes gleamed. “He seems to like you. I saw him going for your hand out there like a squirrel diving for a peanut.

There are ways in which we’re so alike. We’re reckless. We don’t think before we act. We’ll do anything for people we love. And I never thought how scary that was for the people who...

Do you remember what I told you that first time at Taki’s? About faerie food?””I remember you said you ran down Madison Avenue naked with antlers on your head”, said Clary, blinking silver drops off...

There. She had thanked Sebastian. She waited for a bolt of lightning to shoot out of the clouds and striker her dead. But nothing happened.

Of course it’s not okay with me. I’m a teenage boy. As far as I’m concerned, this is the worst thing that’s happened since I found out why Magnus was banned from Peru.

Cazadores de Sombras: se les ve mejor el negro que a las viudas de sus enemigos dede 1234.

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...

Jordan leaned on the counter. He felt a little like a bartender in a TV show, dispensing sage advice. “What do you owe her?””Life,” Isabelle said.Jordan blinked. This was a little beyond his bartending and...

Is there some particular reason that you’re here?” …”Not this again.””Not what again?” said Clary.”Every time I annoy him, he retreats into his No Mundanes Allowed tree house.” Simon pointed at Jace.

It’s my special magical power. I can read your mind when you’re thinking dirty thoughts.””So, ninety-five percent of the time.”She craned her head back to look up at him. “Ninety-five percent? What’s the other five...

You want a piece of all this fabulousness?” He gestured to himself. “Well, my best friend comes along with it. I wouldn’t cut you out of my life, Clary, any more than I would cut...

With the whole Mark of Cain thing, does that mean if I accidentally kick you during the night, I get kicked in the shins seven times by an invisible force?

Aren’t they supposed to be hiring someone else to train me, ANYWAY?””Yes,” he said, getting up and pulling her to her feet with him. “and I’m worried that if you get into the habit of...

He thought of his remembrance of Jordan, thought of how it hurt to even look at Isabelle and Clary. Without memory, they were lost. And nobody wanted someone they loved to be lost.

Being a rat? No. First it was disorienting. I was suddenly at ankle-level with everyone. I thought I’d drunk a shrinking potion, but I couldn’t figure out why I had this urge to chew used...

His hands lay flat on either side of him, his arms at his sides. He seemed barely to be breathing; she wasn’t sure she was breathing herself. She slid her own hand across the bedsheet,...

The dark prince sat astride his black steed, his sable cape flowing behind him. A golden circlet bound his blond locks, his handsome face was cold with the rage of battle, and…”And his arm looked...

Don’t stop there. I suppose there are also, what, vampires and werewolves and zombies?””Of course there are. Although you mostly find zombies farther south, where the voudun priests are.””What about mummies? Do they only hang...

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...

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 thoughtHer voice came through,...

Everything that happens to you matters to me.

because that’s really not helpful.