trying to read his face. It was like a book written in a foreign language she'd studied all too briefly.

I would give you everything of myself. I would give you more in two weeks than most men would give you in a lifetime.

I love you so much, so incredibly much," he went on, "and I forget when you're close to me, I forget who you are. I forget that you're Jem's. I'd have to be the worst sort of person to think what I'm thinking right now. But I am thinking it.

It’s me,” he said, and cleared his throat. “I could understand if you didn’t believe me, but I swear on the Angel, Iz, it’s me.” Alec said nothing, but his grip on Jace’s hand tightened. “You don’t need to swear,” he said, and with his free hand touched the parabatai rune near his collarbone. “I know. I can feel it. I don’t feel like I’m missing a part of me anymore.” “I felt it too.” Jace took a ragged breath. “Something missing. I felt it, even with Sebastian, but I didn’t know what it was I was missing. But it was you. My parabatai.

Life could not be entirely devoted to debauchery and monkeys. Magnus had to finance all the drinking somehow.

Oh, come on," Clary said. "You're a vampire, not Spider-Man.

It was only recently that Isabelle had realized other girls weren’t just for envying, avoiding, or disliking.