Her throat ached: adoration, heartbreak, in equal measure. “Kiss me,” she said. “Please.

Tea. I find that both settles the stomach and concentrates the mind. Wonderful drink, tea.

Dear Alec & Magnus, It's Izzy. Got your card. Glad you're having fun. Nothing's happening here-Clary's mom is marrying some werewolf. I think you guys should get married too. I'm thinking about planing it. I love planing parties. -Isabelle

Love makes you a liar.

I know there are monsters on this earth,' said Tessa. 'You cannot tell me otherwise. I have seen them.

It was dark in the alcove, so dark that Jace was only an outline of shadows and gold. His body pinned Clary's to the wall. His hands slid down along her body and reached the end of her dress, drawing it up along her legs. "What are you doing?" She whispered. "Jace?" He looked at her. The peculiar light in the club turned his eyes an array of fractured colors. His smile was wicked. "You can tell me to stop whenever you want," he said. "But you won't.

Let the sky rain potatoes," said a musing voice. "Let it thunder to the tune of Greensleeves.