And in some way, Clary thought, he meant it, meant his gratitude. He had long ago lost the ability to distinguish between force and cooperation, between fear and willingness, between love and torture. And with that realization came a rush of numbnessโwhat was the point of hating Valentine for being a monster when he didnโt even know he was one?
Cassandra ClareKyle want to be a rockstar. I think hes working the one-name thing. Like Rihanna." "I have no idea what you're talking about.
Cassandra ClareSomething snapped inside Maryse. โHe is not a Herondale. He is a Lightwood. Jace Lightwood. Heโs my son.
Cassandra ClareA little girl robbed you?" Tessa said. "Actually, she wasnโt a little girl at all, as it turns out, but a midget in a dress with a penchant for violence, who goes by the name of Six-Fingered Nigel." "Easy mistake to make," Jem said.
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