Isabelle," she said, lightening her tone with an obvious effort, "your loyalty to your friend is understandable --" "He's not my friend." Isabelle looked over at Jace, who was staring at her in a sort of daze. "He's my brother.
Cassandra ClareTessa put a hand against the wall as she made her way numbly down the stairs. What had she almost done? What had she nearly told Will?
Cassandra ClareTatiana's eyes were huge and poison-green, eyes with enough pain in them to eat away at a world and devour a soul.
Cassandra Clare