Fine,” Kyle said. “I’m a werewolf. I’m not part of a pack, but I do have an alliance. Have you heard of the Praetor Lupus?” “I’ve heard of lupus,” said Simon. “Isn’t it a kind of disease?

He remembered Simon warning him, with wryness, that Clary had the nuclear bomb of boyfriends.

Yech," said Simon. "Don't 'yech' me. You're the one with the magical spit.

Actually," said Jace, "I prefer to think that I'm a liar in a way that's uniquely my own.

If I had not been a Shadowhunter, I would have had a future on the stage. I have no doubt I would have been greeted with acclaim.

I love you; I love you and I don’t care that you’re my sister; don’t be with him, don’t want him, don’t go with him. Be with me. Want me. Stay with me. I don’t know how to be without you.

Hello?" Isabelle called from the other side. "Simon, is your diva moment over? I need to talk to Jace.