And then she said nothing else, for Henry put his arms around her and kissed her. Kissed her in such a way that she no longer felt plain, or conscious of her hair or the ink spot on her dress or anything but Henry, whom she had always loved. Tears welled up and spilled down her cheeks, and when he drew away, he touched her wet face wonderingly. "Really," he said. "You love me, too, Lottie?
Cassandra ClareGood organization,โ said Magnus. โI knew the man who founded it, back in the 1800s. Woolsey Scot. Respectable old werewolf family.โ Alec made an ugly sound in the back of his throat. โDid you sleep with him, too?โ Magnusโs cat eyes widened. โAlexander!
Cassandra ClareWhatโs your name, then? โTessa looked at him in disbelief. โWhatโs my name?โ โDonโt you know it?
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