He gripped her so tightly she could barely breathe. Then he let go. He did it as if he was forcing himself, as if he were starving and he was putting aside the last piece of food he had. But he did it.
We always have a choice, Jem said, and for once, the voice in her mind sounded like him, warm and close. It’s not always the choice we would want, but it’s a choice nonetheless. The past happens to us. But we choose our future.
LIGHTWOOD!” Lily bellowed, charging in. “Ah yes, Lily Chen, I believe?” said Robert Lightwood, turning to her with the dignity of the Inquisitor and no sign of surprise. “I remember you were interim representative for the vampires on the Council for a time. Glad to see you again. What can I do for you?
I’ve been awake for a while,” Kieran admitted. “But I pretended to be asleep because it was awkward.
Magnus had a hard-won high opinion of himself, and he had an even higher opinion of Alec.
He let the shirt fall and grabbed a Tupperware container of cookies out of the fridge. Maybe he could frustrate the Shadowhunters by refusing to work out and sitting around eating carbs. I defy you, Shadowhunters, he thought, thumbing the top off the container and popping a cookie in his mouth. I mock you with my sugar cravings.
Words have the power to change us.” – Tessa Gray.
You can’t concern yourself with that. Certainly it would be wonderful if we all knew who we were. But that knowledge doesn’t come from the outside, but from the inside.
But even the strongest tree can have a weak branch.
I dislike useless people.
Magnus raised an eyebrow. “Ease up,” he suggested to the pentagram. “It’s like someone loaned overly enthusiastic kids a dry-ice machine for their high-school production of Demon Oklahoma! in here.
He who saves a single life, it is as if he has saved an entire world.
Alec crossed the floor to where Magnus stood considering the whiteboard. Carefully, since Magnus was still holding a bubbling jar, Alec slid his arms around Magnus’s waist, linking his hands together over the embossed buckle of Magnus’s belt. The T-shirt Magnus was wearing had a dramatic scoop neckline, so Alec put his face down in the smooth bare expanse of skin and breathed in the smell of sandalwood and spell ingredients.
Kit was jolted; had he looked bored? He’d been enjoying the sound of Ty’s voice, lively and thoughtful.
Ty glanced anxiously at the clock. A moment later Kit was downstairs, looking uncomfortable in a white gear jacket. Ty didn’t say anything, or even glance over at him, but the tension in his shoulders relaxed slightly.
I don’t want to be weak, and I don’t want to be sorry. I want to be the best.
Where the Blackthorns were was his home now.
Elliott performed a dance called the Dance of the Twenty-Eight Veils in Times Square. It is on YouTube. Many commenters described it as the most boring erotic dance ever performed in the history of the world. I have never been so embarrassed in my unlife. I’m thinking of quitting being leader of the clan and becoming a vampire nun.
Maybe once someone crossed him, he never forgot and never forgave, and would always hate them both.
People say we’re unlucky because we don’t have parents. But I think they’re unlucky because they don’t have a brother like mine. – Tyberius Blackthorn.