I have an idea, Simon said. Remember how before, I was talking about Dungeons and Dragons?Vividly, Jace said. It was a dark time.
I forgot, Isabelle muttered as the rest of them caught up to her. Faeries have no sense of humor.Oh, I wouldn't say that, said Jace. There's a pixie nightclub downtown called Hot Wings. Not, he added,...
I dreamed of a green place once, he whispered. A manor house and a little girl with red hair, and preparations for a wedding. If there are other worlds, then maybe there is one where I was a good brot...
I don’t know why I ever helped you.Because you like broken things.
I don't want the world. I want you.
I can't get enough adventure, Magnus said lightly. And adventure cannot get enough of me.
I can stand.It looks to me like you‘re using a wall to prop you up. that’s not my definition of ‘standing.’Its leaning, Jace told him. Leaning comes right before standing.
Hugo is a raven,and, as such he knows many things. I, meanwhile, am Hodge Starkweathe, a professor of history, as such, I do not know nearly enough.
Hugo attacked me. Clary tried not to wince as the astringent liquid stung her wounds.Hugo? Luke blinked.Hodge's bird. I think it was his bird, anyway. Maybe it was Valentine's.Hugin, Luke said softly....
How could you be heartbroken and happy at the same time?
How people? Alec asked. Roughly.Magnus shook his head. I can't count, and it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is how I feel about you.More than a hundred? Alec asked. Magnus looked blank....
Hold on to me, Alec said, and Magnus gave him the sort of smile that made Alec feel like someone had taken an apple corer to his heart and tried to dig out the center.I always do, Alexander, he said....
Henry patted Charlotte’s shoulder anxiously. Would you like a cool cloth? What can I do to help?You could ride up to Yorkshire and chop that old goat’s head off. Charlotte sounded mutinous.Won’t that...
Hello, Uncle Brother Zachariah, James said without opening his eyes. I would say that I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm sure this is the most excitement you've had all year. Not so lively in the City o...
He's got a great sense of humor for a guy who never says anything.
He's a cousin of some friends of the Lightwoods or something. He's nice. I promise. Nice, bah. He's gorgeous. Magnus gazed dreamily in his direction. You should leave him here. I could hang hats on hi...
He'd felt like a jack-o-lantern for the past few days, as if his guts had been yanked out with a fork and dumped in a heap while a grinning smile stayed plastered on his face.
He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.
He was gazing at her, the way one did when one felt one was unobserved. He had that look on his face, the look he usually got only when he was playing the violin, as if he were completely caught up an...
He strode to the wall and tore aside one of the velvet hangings. You want to tell me what this is? he demanded.It’s a door, Jace, said Clary.