Is there some particular reason that you're here?" ... "Not this again." "Not what again?" said Clary. "Every time I annoy him, he retreats into his No Mundanes Allowed tree house." Simon pointed at Jace.
Cassandra ClareHis eyes shone when he looked at her, green as spring grass. He has always had green eyes, said the voice in her head. People often marvel at how much alike you are, he and your mother and yourself. His name is Jonathan and he is your brother; he has always protected you. Somewhere in the back of Claryโs mind she saw black eyes and whip marks, but she didnโt know why. Heโs your brother. Heโs your brother, and heโs always taken care of you.
Cassandra ClareIt would hardly benefit me to hold anything back unnecessarily, when I know what I'm asking. For you to find a needle in--God, not even a haystack. A needle in a tower full of other needles.
Cassandra ClareYes...and I'm worried that if you get into the habit of making out with your instructors, you'll wind up making out with him too." "Don't be sexist. They could find me a female instructor." "In that case, you have my permission to make out with her as long as I can watch.
Cassandra ClareI have a plan.โ He groaned. โI was afraid of that.โ โMy plans are not terrible.โ โIsabelleโs plans are terrible.โ He pointed a finger at her. โYour plans are suicidal. At best.โ She sat back, her arms crossed over her chest. โDo you want to hear it or not? You have to keep it a secret.โ โI would pluck out my own eyes with a fork before I would give away your secrets,โ Simon said, then looked anxious. โWait a second. Do you think thatโs likely to be required?
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