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.
I am a man he told her, and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown.
If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl,' I'm going to kill you.Who's Magnus? Max inquired.He's a warlock, said Alec.A sexy, sexy warlock, Isabelle told Max, ignoring Alec's look of total fu...
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.
Dinnertime! It was Isabelle, standing framed in the door of the library. She still had the spoon in her hand, though her hair had escaped from its bun and was straggling down her neck. Sorry if I'm in...
Clary wasn't sure what she'd expected -exclamations of delight, perhaps a smattering of applause. Instead there was silence, broken only when Jace said, Somehow, I thought it would be bigger.Clary loo...