Something snapped inside Maryse. He is not a Herondale. He is a Lightwood. Jace Lightwood. He’s my son.
Though Alec had never seen the occupants of the first floor loft, they seemed to be engaged in a tempestuous romance. Once there had been a bunch of someone's belongings strewn all over the landing wi...
The door buzzer sounded again. The two boys exchanged a single look before both bolting down the narrow hallway to the door. Jordan got there first. He grabbed for the coatrack that stood by the door,...
Do you remember what I told you that first time at Taki's? About faerie food?I remember you said you ran down Madison Avenue naked with antlers on your head, said Clary, blinking silver drops off her...
She made an impatient noise. By the Angel, you don't know anything about your kid, do you? Do you even really know how vampires are made?Well, when a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire love each other...
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 party tonight...
The cord pulled taut and she rebounded, flying back up before falling again. As her velocity slowed, she opened her eyes and found herself dangling at the end of the cord, about five feet above Jace....
I have not stopped loving her, nor my parabatai; love does not stop when someone dies.
Simon snorted. If you ever meet the man who could take advantage of Isabelle, you'll have to let me know. I'd like to shake his hand. Or run away from him very fast, I'm not sure which.
At last he reached out and with a gentle hand, closed Valentine’s eyes., Shadowhunter, he said.
Isabelle! he called again. Let down your raven hair!'Oh my God, Clary muttered. There was something in that blood Raphael gave you, wasn't there? I'm going to kill him.