"He picks up his dates in a van? No wonder he‘s such a hit with the ladies." - Jace about Simon

It is better than going on loving someone who cannot love me back. Better wasting all that feelings" -Tessa gray

I played it for my bride, and one day you will play for yours.

And when Jace was ten years old, Valentine killed him. Michael, I mean." "That sounds like something he would do," said Luke. His tone was neutral, but there was something in his voice that made Clary look at him sideways. Did he not believe her? "Jace saw him die, " she added, as if to bolster her claim. "That's awful," said Luke. "Poor messed-up kid.

You'd better hurry up to the Gard and back. God knows what depravity we might get up to here without your guidance.

It doesn't hurt." "But my eyes do," said a coolly amused voice from the doorway. Jace. He had come in so quietly that even Simon hadn't heard him; closing the door behind him, he grinned as Isabelle pulled Simon's shirt down. "Molesting the vampire while he's too weak to fight back, Iz?" he asked. "I'm pretty sure that violates at least one of the Accords." "I'm just showing him where he got stabbed," Isabelle protested, but she scooted back to her chair with a certain amount of haste.

He was still stroking the inside of her wrist, his touch doing odd delicious things to her skin and nerves.