No. You don’t get to call me Izzy, you don’t send me letters, you don’t follow me into dark corridors and try to save me from rats.””Trust me, we see a rat, it’s every man...

There was a time, not so long ago, when Simon Lewis had been convinced that all gym teachers were actually demons escaped from some hell dimension, nourishing themselves on the agonies of uncoordinated youth. Little...

History, the way the teachers liked it, was a racetrack, a straight shot from start to finish line; life itself was more of a maze.

Simon was still hoping that somewhere in the Sadowhunter manual was the secret of the Vulcan death grip. After all, as his instructors kept reminding them: All the stories are true.

Against all odds, the Academy had come to feel like home. A slimy, moldy, dungeonlike home without working toilets, maybe, but home nevertheless. He and George had even named the rats that lived behind their...

Divided we stand,’ Simon thought, his stubborn biceps refusing to bulge. ‘United we do push-ups.

Simon blinked himself awake, confused, for a moment, why he was in a dungeon that smelled of dung rather than his Brooklyn bedroom – then, once he got his bearings, confused all over again about...

Be a hero, Simon,” Simon muttered bitterly, remembering the life Magnus Bane had dangled before him in their first meeting – or at least, the first one Simon could remember. “Have an adventure, Simon. How...

The moment they met, Simon had decided that if looks matched personalities, Jon Cartwright would look like a horse’s ass. Unfortunately, there is no justice in the world, and he looked instead like a walking...

Simon stood up and said the first thing that popped into his mind. “I just wanted to tell you that we all really enjoyed that beef stew they saved for dinner. You should serve that...

This time he was dreaming of a VIP room backstage at the club, filled with champagne and coffee, a gaggle of groupies trying to break down the door so that – in the dream, Simon...

Remember, children, all the stories are true.”Simon tried to wrap his head around the idea that there might, somewhere in Germany, be a large bean stalk with an angry giant at the top.

What’s next? You want to convince me they’re making another crap Last Airbender movie?

The last guest lecturer to honor the students with her presence had been Isabelle Lightwood. And the ‘lecture’ had consisted of a stern and humiliating warning that every female in a ten-mile radius should keep...

You may not remember, but that’s kind of our thing.”With that, he walked away, clearly aware of the admiring glances that followed his every step.

The Law is hard, but it’s the Law,” Simon added in disgust. “So freaking what? If the Law is wrong, why not change it? Do you know what the world would look like if we...

Have you never seen a movie? Read a comic book? That’s always how it starts – just a little temptation, just a little taste of evil, and then BAM, your light saber turns red and...

When He’d told his mother he wanted to go to military school so he could though up, she’d given him a strange look. (Not as strange as if he’d said he wanted to go to...