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?

I figured all your classes were stuff like Slaughter 101 and Beheading for Beginners." Jace flipped a page. "Very funny, Fray.

You're my brother." "Those words don't mean anything where we're concerned. We aren't human. Their rules don't apply to us. Stupid laws about what DNA can be mixed with what. Hypocritical, really, considering. We're already experiments.

He was standing leaning against the door frame; now he stood up straight. "How should I have kissed you? Is there an other way you like it?

Or maybe it's just that beautiful things are so easily broken by the world.

Demon slayers take the subway?

"A date," Jace repeated. "Often a 'boring thing you have to memorize in history class," but in this case,' 'an offer of a n evening of blisteringly white-hot romance with yours truly.'"