Judith Lewis (née Rumelt, born July 27, 1973), better known by her pen name Cassandra Clare, is an American author of young adult fiction, best known for her bestselling series The Mortal Instruments.
I hate it when you answer a question with a question. " "No you dont, you think its charming.
Catching sight of himself in the long mirrors that ran along the walls, he stiffened in shock. . . His eyes were surrounded by black shadows, his shirt smeared with dried blood and filthy mud. . . "Admiring yourself?" The Inquisitor's voice cut through his reverie. "You won't look so pretty when the Clave gets through with you. " "You do seem obsessed with my look. . . Could it be that you're attracted to me?" "Don't be revolting. . . You could be my son.
It is a very strange thing, to be in love. It changes you.
Don't touch any of my weapons without my permission. " "Well, there goes my plan for selling them all on eBay," Clary muttered. "Selling them on what?" Clary smiled blandly at him. "A mythical place of great magical power.
Do stop flirting with my husband," said Tessa. "I shall not," Magnus declared, "but I will pause briefly so that I may catch up on your news.
I learned to share work with people even when it was in its rough stages without worrying that they'd be filled with scorn and hatred. After all, I can read their rough work without turning on them like a wildebeest.
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 that seemed to go on for hours—and this was no different. The way the memory of someone who had once lived in a house might linger even after they were gone, like a sort of psychic imprint, her body remembered Jace. Remembered the way he tasted, the slant of his mouth over hers, his scars under her fingers, the shape of his body under her hands.
Look, you can date whoever you want and I will totally support you. I am all about support. Support is my middle name. ” “So that’s why you never told me your middle name. I figured it was something embarrassing.
Parabatai" said Jace. "It means a pair of warriors who fight together - who are closer than brothers. Alec is more than justmy best friend.
So, what are you?" "What I am is someone who doesn't want you to jump out of the window. The rest are details.
Hang Mortmain," said Will. "And I mean that literally, of course, but also figuratively.
Because', she said, 'your problems are not real problems. You're dating two beautiful girls at once. Think about it. That's like. . . having rock-star problems. ' 'Having rock-star problems may be the closest I ever get to being an actual rock star.
Take off your shirt. " Jace raised his eyebrows. "I'm not going to attack you," she said impatiently. "I can take the sight of your naked chest without swooning. " "Are you sure?" he asked, obediently sliding the shirt off his shoulders. "Because viewing my naked chest has caused many women to seriously injure themselves stampeding to get to me.
Hey guys! Wish you were here, except not really. We're having fun. Check it out-the pyramids! -Alec and Magnus
Demon pox. There's always demon pox.
If you lay one hand on Simon, vampire, I'll have you chopped up into tiny pieces and fed to my cat. Understand?
Clary- "How to Come Out to Your Parents," she read out loud. "LUKE. Don't be ridiculous. Simon's not gay, he's a vampire.
Such a fuss ofer a few mundanes. " Mrs Dark chuckled and moved to stand beside her sister, so that Will, with his blazing sword, was between Tessa and both ladies. "We have no quarrel with you, Shadowhunter, unless you choose to pick one. You have invaded our territory and broken the Covenant Law in doing so. We could report you to the Clave-" "While the Clave disapproves of trespassers, oddly, they take an even darker view of beheading and skinning people. They're peculiar that way," Will said
You said there was nothing in the world you wanted" The Queen's eyes glittered. "When you imagine your life without him, do you still feel the same?
Did you just kiss me?" Will inquired. Magnus made a slip-second decision. "No. " "I thought-" "On occasion the aftereffects of the painkilling spells can result in hallucinations of the most bizarre sort. " "Oh," Will said. "How peculiar.