You look happy,” he said to Clary. He swiveled his gaze to Jace. “And a good thing for you that she does.”Jace raised an eyebrow. “Is this the part where you tell me that if...

It’s not funny, Jace,” Alec interrupted, starting to his feet. “Are you just going to let her stand there and call me names?” “Yes,” Jace said kindly. “It’ll do you good– try to think of...

Humans were so stupid. They had something so precious, and they barely safeguarded it at all. They threw away their lives for money, for packets of powder, for a stranger’s charming smile.

But the name Magnus Bane made him think of a towering sort of figure, with huge shoulders and formal purple warlock’s robes, calling down fire and lightning. Not Magnus himself, who was more of a...

He slid his stele across the table toward her. “Use it.” “No,” Clary said, and pushed the stele back across the table at him. Jace slammed his hand down on the stele. “Clary-” “She said...

the [coat] rack above his head like a javelin.On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. “Is that a coatrack?”Jordan slammed the coatrack down on the ground and sighed. “If you’d been...

Actually,” said Jace, “I prefer to think that I’m a liar in a way that’s uniquely my own.

And I’m suppose to sit by while you date boys and fall in love with someone else, get married…?” His voice tightened. “And meanwhile, I’ll die a little bit more every day, watching.

Facilis descensus AvernoNoctes atque dies patet atri ianua DitisSed revocare gradum superasque evadere ad aurasHoc opus labor est

I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there’s a life after that, I’ll love you then.

What’s that you’re holding?” he asked, noticing the pamphlet, still rolled up in her left hand. “Oh, this?” She held it up. “How to Come Out to Your Parents.”He widened his eyes. “Something you want...

WHO CALLS UPON THE HIGH WARLOCK?

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

I’m the warlock who’s here to cure you. Didn’t they tell you I was coming?””I know who you are, but…” Maia looked dazed. “You look so…so…shiny.

Clary, Despite everything, I can’t bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more then I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one,...

Isabelle waved a hand. “No need to worry, big brother. Nothing happened. Of course,” she added as Alex’a shoulders relaxed, “I was totally passed-out drunk, so he could really have done whatever he wanted and...

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...

He clung to her more tightly, knotting his hands in her hair, trying to tell her, with the press of his mouth on hers, all the things he could never say out loud: I love...

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...

La belle Isabelle

They always have to have the last word.

It’s significantly more satisfying to kick a wall than it is to kick thin air. For the rebellious teen- or the teen who wants to feel like a rebel- a clearly defined law gives you...

Isabelle snorted, “All the boys are gay. In this truck, anyway. Well, not you, Simon.””You noticed,” said Simon. “I think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual,” added Magnus. “Please never say those words in front...

I don’t care,” Clary said. “He’d do it for me. Tell me he wouldn’t. If I were missing-” “He’d burn the whole world down till he could dig you out of the ashes. I know,”...

So basically you’re threatening to turn me into something you can sprinkle on popcorn if I don’t do what you say?

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...

As long as I can dream, I will dream of you.

He auditioned with Lily, and he and Lily had incredible chemistry that sort of blazed off the scene. I’m just sitting here watching this on my computer, and you know, he was not the only...

and you’re asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has....

I was even a little glad that if it wasn’t going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her.

I’m Magnus Bane.” he went on in a soothing tone, stretching out his ringed hands. Blue sparks had begun to dance between them like bioluminescence dancing water. “I’m the warlock who’s here to cure you....

Não tenho dormido.Entre a ação de um ato terrível e o primeiro gesto, todo esse intervalo é como um fantasma ou um sonho odioso: O Génio e os instrumentos mortais estão nessa altura reunidos; e...

Come on guys, you cant fight like this forever””Actually,” Simon said, raising his hand,”I can”.Jace made a weird noise and I realized he was trying not to laugh-which by the way, wasn’t working.

whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it.

The nod means ‘I am a badass, and I recognise that you too, are a badass.

Jace said that the cast of Gilligan’s Island could do something anatomically unlikely with themselves.

I can’t tell them what to do!””Why not?” the other girl demanded. “Honestly, Clary, if you don’t start utilizing a bit of your natural feminine superiority, I just don’t know what I’ll do with you.

Clary:What are you doing here, anyway?Jace:’Here’ as in your bedroom or ‘here’ as in the great spiritual question of our purpose here on this planet? If you’re asking whether it’s all just a cosmic coincidence...

What’s this?” he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there.”It’s a girl,” Jace said,recovering his composure. “Surely you’ve seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle...

The first morning Simon had been at Amatis’s house, a grinning lycanthrope had showed up on the doorstep with a live cat for him. “Blood,” he’d said, in a heavily accented voice. “For you. Fresh!”Simon...

With a sigh of relief, Clary glanced back over her shoulder. Magnus was standing at the door to the cottage, his arms folded across his chest. Catching her eye, he grinned and dropped one eyelid...

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...

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

If you’ve reached this message that means our boy Simon is out partying. But please don’t fight among yourselves. There’s always enough Simon to go around.” There was a muffled yell, some laughter, and then...

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,...

Just like an alley in New York -like every alley in the world, apparently- it smelled like cat pee.

He taught me there’s a place on a man’s back where, if you sink a blade in, you can pierce his heart and sever his spine, all at once,’ Sebastian had said. ‘I guess we...