Anyway that other thing we almost did in Paris-that's probably off the table for a while.Unless you want that whole baby-I'm-on-fire-when-we kiss thing to become freakishly literal

Clary sat back. "You don't just get to say no." "This plan involves me! I get to say no! No." "Simon -" Simon patted the seat beside him as if someone were sitting there. "Let me introduce you to my good friend No.

But God knows, I don't want anyone but you. I don't even want to want anyone but you.

That's your truck parked up by the factory isn't it?" Magnus pointed. "It's awfully butch for a bookseller.

The destruction of all Shadowhunters' said Scott. 'I rather thought you knew that. It isn't a gardening club.

to love is to destroy

The grandeur of the Institute never failed to impress Magnus - the way it towered high and mighty above everything else, timeless and unmoving in its Gothic disapproval of all that was modern and changeable.