The rich bought wonderful clothes you recognized. The richest had their pople go to Paris and buy the entire new collection that no one outside of the fashion house has seen.

It wasn't enough, not nearly enough, but it was all there was.

I think you'll find that one would be self-defeating." Jace said lightly shoving his feet into his boots. "We are bound, he and I. Cut him and I bleed.

Strangely, what pierced his heart and mind most sharply was not the memory of her lips under his at the ball, but the way she had leaned into his neck, as if she trusted him utterly. He would have given everything he had in the world and everything he would ever have, just to lie beside her in the narrow infirmary bed and hold her while she slept. Pulling away from her had been like pulling his own skin off, but he'd had to do it.

There is nothing quite like the moral absolutism of the young." -Hodge

Jem drew back from her, looking dazed. "By the Angel," he said. "Perhaps we do need a chaperon.

She was afraid you'd freak out? Start seeing demons in the White House?