Oh, I can never get enough," he said. "Which, incidentally, is what your sister said to me when - " The carriage door flew open. A hand shot out, grabbed Will by the back of the shirt, and hauled him inside. The door banged shut after him, and Thomas, sitting bolt upright, seized reins of the horses. A moment later the carriage had lurched forth into the night, leaving Gabriel staring, infuriated, after it.
Cassandra ClareI would never date a girl who insisted that I cut you out of my life. Itโs non-negotiable. You want a piece of all this fabulousness?โ He gestured at himself. โWell, my best friend comes along with it. I wouldnโt cut you out of my life, Clary, any more than I would cut off my right hand and give it to someone as a Valentineโs Day gift.โ โGross,โ said Clary. โMust you?โ He grinned. โI must.
Cassandra Clare...In Paris she found Magnus, who was living in a garret apartment and paiting, an occupation for which he had no aptitude whatsoever. He let her sleep on a mattress by the window, and in the night, when she woke up screaming for Will, he came and put his arms around her, smelling of turpentine. "The first one is always the hardest," he said. "The first?" "The first one you love who dies," he said. "It gets easier, after.
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