Come back to me, Tessa. Henry said that perhaps, since you had touched the soul of an angel, that you dream of Heaven now, of fields of angels and flowers of fire. Perhaps you are happy in those dreams. But I ask this out of pure selfishness. Come back to me. For I cannot bear to lose all my heart.

I have a feeling you're right, Sherwin.' 'Simon. My name is Simon.

Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests." Jace edged into the doorway, sizing up Magnus with his eyes. "Even if one of them spills a drink on my new shoes?" "Even then.

Hello," Magnus said to the monkey. The monkey did not reply. "I shall call you Ragnor.

One must look at the next step on the path ahead, rather than the mountain in the distance, or one would never reach one's goal.

Perfect heroines, like perfect heroes, aren't relatable, and if you can't put yourself in the protagonist's shoes, not only will they not inspire you, but the book will be pretty boring.

He was a vampire now. He was supposed to have eternity. But what he had was days.