He seemed to realize she was staring at him, because the cursing stopped. "You cut me," he said. His voice was pleasant. British. Very ordinary. He looked at his hand with critcal interest. "It might be fatal." Tessa looked at him with wide eyes. "Are you the Magister?" He tilted his hand to the side. Blood ran down it, spattering the floor. "Dear me, massive blood loss. Death could be imminent.
Cassandra ClareThere must always be a first," said Jem. "It is not easy to be first, and it is not always rewarding, but it is important.
Cassandra ClareYou should see his older brother,โ said Jem. โMakes Gabriel look sweeter than gingerbread. Hates Will even more thanGabriel, too, if thatโs possible.
Cassandra ClareHe tried to learn seductive phrases in all languages, but the only Swedish he had ever really needed was, "Do you serve anything aside from pickled fish?" and "If you wrap me in furs, I can pretend to be your little fuzzy bear.
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