With a sigh she reached into her pocket and drew out a small velvet bag, which upended on the table. Two gold rings fell out, landing with a soft clink. Simon looked at them puzzled....

Simon turned to Jordan, who was lying down across the futon, his head propped against one of the woven throw pillows. “How much of that did you hear?””Enough to gather that we’re going to a...

Jordan doesn’t really care about the blood,” Simon said now. “His whole thing is about me being comfortable with what I am. Get in touch with your inner vampire, blah, blah.”Clary slid in next to...

Hey, Clary. You take care of yourself,” he said. “I know you can.” He paused. “And take care of Jace, that poor, helpless blond.”Jace made an obscene gesture, which actually did feel familiar to Simon,...

What would you prefer? ‘What did the Count eat today, children? One helpless villager, two helpless villagers, three helpless villagers . . .

Maybe you should call him,’ Simon suggested, trying not to think too hard about how weird it was to be giving a demon hunter advice about possibly dating a warlock.

That’s all true, but I’m not doing it.”Raphael looked incredulous. “Why not?”The words exploded out of Simon. “Are you kidding me? Because you have never done one single thing for me in the entire time...

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...

Simon I’ve been trying to call you, but it seems like your phone is turned off. I don’t know where you are right now. I don’t know if Clary’s already told you what happened tonight....

Basia coquum,” Simon said. “Or whatever their motto is.””It’s ‘Descensus Averno facilis est.’ ‘The descent into hell is easy,” said Alec. “You just said “Kiss the cook.””Dammit,” said Simon. “I knew Jace was screwing with...

You ought to eat something.” (Simon)”Look who’s talking.” (Jace)”I’m out of blood right now,” (Simon)”Unless you’re offering.” (Simon)”No, thanks. We’ve been down that road before, and I think we’re better off asjust friends.” (Jace)

actually am.

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...

He’s my neophyte Downworlder to mock and boss around, not yours.

Do you think it’s possible to do something so bad, even if you didn’t mean to do it, that you can never come back from it? That no one can forgive you?”Luke looked at him...

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...

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...

No one could be that annoying without some kind of supernatural assistance.

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...

He wondered if normalcy was something, like vision or silence, you didn’t realize was precious until you lost it.

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?

Magnus snapped his fingers again, menacingly. “Get up.””Or you’ll be the next one to go up in smoke,” said Simon with relish.”There’s no need to clarify my finger snap. The implication was clear in the...

One of the things he’d always loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she could wall herself away in illusory worlds of curses and princes and destiny...

Kyle want to be a rockstar. I think hes working the one-name thing. Like Rihanna.””I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Simon had to save the world, and the rest of us get in because we have the right surname?” George asked lightly. He winked at Simon. “Hard luck on you, mate.

He had to escape. He had to go and become a hero, the way he had been once.

I saw you fall down, and—I thought you were dead.