No fewer than four of my esteemed elders told me I was on no account to ever converse with you, so I vowed that I would know you. My name is Edmund Herondale. May I ask your name? They reffered to you only as 'that disgraceful one-warlock show.

The world is the same but you are different

He'd woken up the next day in the city hospital with Magnus Bane staring down at him with an odd expression--it could have been deep concern or merely curiosity, it was hard to tell with Magnus.

Will has always been the brighter burning star, the one to catch attention — but Jem is a steady flame, unwavering and honest. He could make you happy.

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

cleverness that comes too late is hardly cleverness at all?

Alec muttered a retort into his coffee. It rhymed with something that sounded a lot more like "ducking glass mole.