It is what is left to him," said Will. "Do you not recall what he says to Lucie? 'If it had been possible... that you could have returned the love of the man you see before yourself- flung away, wasted, drunken, poor creature of misure as you know him to be- he would have been conscious this day and hour, in spite of his happiness, that he would bring you misery, bring you to sorrow and repetance, blight you, disgrace you, pull you down with him

I always wanted to be a writer since I was around 12 years old and I wrote my first book.

For a moment she just stared, wondering if there were another girl staying here, or if Sebastian had taken to cross-dressing.

It had been a whim, and there was nothing Magnus attached more importance to than a whim.

Who do we belong with but each other?

No," said Simon. "I know we're not much compared to you, but we don't kill our friends. We try to save them. If Heaven didn't want it that way, we ought to have been given the ability to love." He shoved his hair back, baring the Mark more fully. "No, you don't need to help me. But if you don't, there's nothing stopping me from calling you up again and again, now that I know you can't kill me. Think of it as me leaning on you Heavenly doorbell... forever.

Hey guys! Wish you were here, except not really. We're having fun. Check it out-the pyramids! -Alec and Magnus