And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.
Jace perched on the windowsill and looked down at him. You really don't get this bodyguard thing, do you?I didn't even think you liked me all that much, said Simon. Is this one of those keep-your-frie...
Why are you here?'Here' as in your bedroom, or 'here' as in the great, spiritual question of our purpose here on this planet? If you're asking me whether this is all some cosmic coincidence or if ther...
Hey Baby.Baby? You're kidding me, right?I was trying it out. No?No.
Once he asked me what I thought had turned me gay.I hope you told him you were bitten by a gay spider, said Simon.
Life was an uncertain thing.
To his children, Will showed the same love he had always shown to her, fierce and unyielding. And the same protectiveness he had only ever showed to one other person: the person James had been named a...
Dear God, said Will, looking from Charlotte to Nate and back again. Is there anything that makes women sillier than the sight of a wounded young man?Tessa slitted her eyes at him. You might want to cl...
Do you remember when we stood together on Blackfriars Bridge? he asked softly, and his eyes were like that night had been, all black and silver. Of course I remember. It was the moment I first knew I...
It’s not your fault, Alec was saying. He sounded weary, as if he’d been through this sort of thing with his sister before. Clary wondered how many boyfriends she’d turned into rats by accident. But it...
Luke moved as silently as fog, while Maryse's heels sounded like gunshots on the marble floor. Clary wondered if Isabelle's propensity for unsuitable footwear was genetic.
I am here to determine my relationship.Simon goggled. She couldn't be talking about him. Could she?Do you see that man? Isabelle asked, pointing at Simon. Apparently she was talking about him. That's...
Why all these paintings of you? Because I'm an artist, Emma. These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.
I don’t know, Mark said, looking down at his own long pale fingers tangled in the little boy’s brown curls. He just – Julian left, and Tavvy fell asleep on my lap.He sounded amazed, wondering.Of cours...
It was hard to live normally when you were constantly pretending you didn't see what was going on in front of your face.
Izzy. My sister. She told me you liked me. me, liked me. you, liked you? Magnus buried his grin in the cat’s fur. Sorry. Are we twelve now? I don’t recall saying anything to Isabelle . . .
Lord, you're Irish, said Will. Can you make things that don't have potatoes in them? We had an Irish cook once when I was a boy. Potato pie, potato custard, potatoes with potato sauce...
His hands lay flat on either side of him, his arms at his sides. He seemed barely to be breathing; she wasn't sure she was breathing herself. She slid her own hand across the bedsheet, just far enough...
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.
Jace is in love with the idea of dying, said Isabelle.
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