If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl,' I'm going to kill you." "Who's Magnus?" Max inquired. "He's a warlock," said Alec. "A sexy, sexy warlock," Isabelle told Max, ignoring Alec's look of total fury. "But warlocks are bad," protested Max, looking baffled. "Exactly," said Isabelle.

Beautiful girls should know how to defend themselves against the advances of gentlemen.

I would die for you. You know that. I would die without you. If it were not for you, I would be dead a hundred times over these past five years.

I'll take Shadowhunter, then. Because from what I've experienced of vampires, you mostly suck. No pun intended.

with his customary crooked smile, “are just too unlikely to dwell upon.

Henry's breath hissed out through his teeth. That ba-bad man, he finished, with a quick glance at Cecily, who rolled her eyes.

And what about us? Do you want a vampire boyfriend?" He laughed bitterly. "Because I forsee many romantic picnics in our future. You, drinking a virgin piña colada. Me, drinking the blood of a virgin.