To be together at all. Because otherwise we can’t ever be around each other, not evenjust in the same room, and I can’t stand that. I’d rather have you in my life even as abrother...

Have you fallen in love with wrong person yet?

How swiftly you dismiss our love…

And next time you’re planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.

she glanced down and saw that a glove of blood covered her lower arm from the elbow to the wrist. The arm was throbbing, stiff, and painful. “Is this when you start tearing strips off...

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,...

Clary shut her eyes. You didn’t say no to an angel, no matter what it had in mind. Her heart pounding, she sat floating in the darkness behind her eyelids, resolutely trying not to think...

His fingers skimmed down her body, over skin and satin, and she shivered, leaning into him, and she was sure they both tasted like blood and ashes and salt, but it didn’t matter; the world,...

But not, I think, so much as the both of you.

But isn’t that what love is, Clarissa? Ownership? ‘I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine,’ as the Song of Songs goes.””No. And don’t quote the Bible at me. I don’t think you get...

He hadn’t spoken a word since they’d left the manor except to snap out directions, telling her which way to turn at a fork in the road, or ordering her to skirt a pothole. Even...

She had made the choice for him – in a moment of flight and panic, but she had made it – not realizing that her Jace would rather die than be like this, and that...