As long as I can dream, I will dream of you.
A parabatai. Like he was. And Jace knew, too, what that faded rune meant: a parabatai whose other half was dead. He felt his sympathy leap toward Brother Zachariah, as he imagined himself without Alec...
What's this? he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there.It's a girl, Jace said,recovering his composure. Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Y...
Once there was a boy, said Jace.Clary interrupted immediately. A Shadowhunter boy?Of course. For a moment a bleak amusement colored his voice. Then it was gone. When the boy was six years old, his fat...
Jordan slammed the coatrack down on the ground and sighed. if you were a vampire, this would have been a lot more useful.yes, said jace. or, you know, just someone with a lot of coats.
Isabelle says the Queen of the Seelie Court has requested an audience with us.Sure, said Magnus. And Madonna wants me as a backup dancer on her next world tour.Alec looked puzzled. Who's Madonna?Who's...
Hello? Isabelle called from the other side. Simon, is your diva moment over? I need to talk to Jace.
Can I touch your mango?
Do you remember, he said, when we first met and I told you I was ninety percent sure putting a rune on you wouldn’t kill you—and you slapped me in the face and told me it was for the other ten percent...
But you have to learn to bend a little, said Clary with a yawn. Despite the story’s content, the rhythm of Jace’s voice had made her sleepy. Or you’ll break. Not if you're strong enough, said Jace fir...
She opened her mouth to answer, but he was already kissing her. She had kissed him so many times—soft gentle kisses, hard and desperate ones, brief brushes of the lips that said good-bye, and kisses t...
So, ninety-five percent of the time. She craned her head back to look up at time. Ninety-five percent? What's the other five percent? Oh, you know, the usual--demons I might kill, runes I need to lear...
Very funny my sarcastic friend
We had and incident. I took care of it.Really. Jace's voice dripped sarcasm. Do you even know how to use that knife, Clarissa? Without poking a hole in yourself or any innocent bystanders?
Jace shook his blond head in exasperation. You had to make a crazy jail friend, didn't you? You couldn't just count ceiling tiles or tame a pet mouse like normal prisoners do?
But Clary never found out what it wasn't, because there was a cry of Jace! and Alec appeared, breathless from pushing his way through the crowd to get them. His dark hair was a mess and there was bloo...
How awfully convenient for you, regardless. And for him. He won't have to worry about you spilling his secrets.Yeah, Jace said. He's terrified I'll tell everyone that he's always wanted to be a baller...
As long as we're together, I'm ready for anything.
You're so easy to tease. And yes, your friend is just fine. Well, except that he keeps putting all my things away and trying to clean up. Now I can't find anything. He's compulsive.
You're not going, he said as soon as she'd finished. If I have to tie you up and sit on you until this insane whim of yours passes, you are not going to Idris. - Jace