Black for hunting through the nightFor death and sorrow, the color’s white
He knew Alec enough by now to know the conflicting impulses that warred in him. He was conscientious, the kind of person who believed that the others around him were so much more important than he was...
Jace?Yeah?How did you know I had Shadowhunter blood? Was there some way you could tell?The elevator arrived with a final groan. Jace unlatched the gate and slid it open. The inside reminded Clary of a...
