He'd woken up the next day in the city hospital with Magnus Bane staring down at him with an odd expression--it could have been deep concern or merely curiosity, it was hard to tell with Magnus.
Ghosts are memories, and we carry them because those we love do not leave the world
Demon slayers take the subway?
Damnit.' Isabelle, standing in the mouth of the alley, her wet black hair like a cloak around her shoulders, kicked a trash can out of her way and glowered. 'Oh, for goodness's sake,' she said. 'I can...
At last, the wheel comes full circle
All that existed was Jace; all she felt, hoped, breathed, wanted, and saw was Jace. Nothing else mattered.
The funny thing about mundies," Jace said, to nobody in particular, "is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don't even know what the word means."I know what it means," Clary sna...
Family is more than blood
To love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.
I told you he'd freak out, she siad. didn't i?ah, the i told you so, jace said. always a classy move
You might want to lie down, Magnus advised. I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in.
You had to know a person well to make them laugh like that.
You cut me, he said. His voice was pleasant. British. Very ordinary. He looked at his hand with critical interest. It might be fatal.Tessa looked at him with wide eyes. Are you the Magister?He tilted...
You could have had anything else in the world, and you asked for me.She smiled up at him. Filthy as he was, covered in blood and dirt, he was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.But I don't want...
You could have fooled me. Everytime I called you, Luke said you were sick. I figured you were avoiding me. Again.I wasn't. I did want to talk to you. I've been thinking about you all the time.I've bee...
You cannot reduce the situation to worm jokes, Will. This is Gabriel and Gideon’s father we’re discussing.We’re not just discussing him; we’re chasing him through an ornamental sculpture garden becaus...
When I first arrived in London, I so quickly tired of being surrounded by so many people that it was only with great difficulty that I refrained from seizing the next unfortunate who crossed my path a...
What would demons, she said, want with our microwave?
We're called Shadowhunters. At least, that's what we call ourselves. The Downworlders have less complimentary names for us.
We shall throw him out onto the streets, I promise you he'll be gone by morning.Oh-no, you can't mean that-Of course I don't. But you felt better for a moment there, didn't you?