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...
Do you even really know how vampires are made?''Well, when a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire love each other very much...
Of course he loves me. I’m his sister.Blood isn’t love, said Magnus, and his voice was bitter.
Don't bother her, don't try to talk to her, don't even look at her, or I'll fold you in half so many times you'll look like a tiny little origami werewolf.
Izzy, said Jace, as they neared the pond, and she jumped up and spun around. Her smile was dazzling.Jace! She flew at him and hugged him. Now that was the way sisters were supposed to act, Clary thoug...
Izzy, are you— he began. His eyes flew wide, and he backed up fast enough to smack his head into the wall behind him. What is he doing here?Isabelle tugged her tank top back down and glared at her bro...
Going round and around inside a dryer can be fatal, whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it.
I forgot that's what gets you all hot and bothered, Jace, girls killing things.I like anyone killing things, especially me. he said with a smile.
As could the sarcasm in her voice. yes, she's bleeding to deat Lu upstairs, but i thought I'd avoid telling you right away, because I like to draw the suspense out.
If you knew how to cook, maybe I would eat, Jace muttered.Isabelle froze, her spoon poised dangerously. What did you say?Jace edged toward the fridge. I said I'm going to look for a snack to eat.That'...
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