It was pizza. Someone had stir-fried a pizza.
Jem has always seen only the best in people.
Over the last year, Simon had come to understand that the Shadowhunters preferred to believe their choices were perfect, their laws infallible.
Maybe that was why she liked horror movies, Dru thought; the dead never stayed dead, and those left behind were too busy wandering unwisely around in the woods to have time to grieve or feel loss.
Changing the Law might take a while,” he said simply.
Ah, yes, who will be graced by my brother’s attentions?” drawled Lucie. “When he was six, he threw up in his own shoe.
Two people who had hurt each other the way only two people in love could.
Alec was very familiar with how Jace behaved when he wanted to be your friend. He didn’t act friendly, which would have been too easy. Instead he just spent a lot of time in your presence until you got used to him being there, which he was clearly now doing with regard to Simon. When Jace and Alec were little, Jace had done a lot of hostile hanging around him, hoping to be noticed and loved.
Julian guessed even murderers needed regular mattresses and didn’t actually sleep on platforms made of skulls.
You are as terrifying as you are wonderful, my dear.
He was beautiful. The most beautiful thing she’d ever seen. She wanted to crawl inside his skin, live where he breathed.
Nescis quid serus vesper vehat.
Is everything all right?” They were going to be asking each other that constantly for quite some time, he guessed. And it never would really be okay, but they would reassure each other anyway about the small things, the measure of tiny victories: yes, Dru slept a little; yes, Ty is eating a bit; yes, we’re all still breathing.
I hoped though. It is hard to kill hope.
Men like the idea of a woman they can rescue.
Seriously? So what’s the Herondale family motto? ‘Chiseled but angsty’?” He shrugged. ‘If you don’t know what your last name is, it’s probably Herondale’?
Ducks! Embrace me as your king!
Grief could be like a wolf tearing your insides, and you would do anything to make it stop.
I am,” said Tessa. “I am Theresa Gray, daughter of a Greater Demon and Elizabeth Gray, who was born Adele Starkweather, one of your kind. I was the wife of William Herondale, who was the head of the London Institute, and I was the mother of James and Lucie Herondale. Will and I raised our Shadowhunter children to protect by the Laws of the Clave and Covenant, and to keep to the Accords.
Have we as a group ever met a warning we didn’t ignore?