He flushed, the colour dark against his pale skin. 'I mean. Tessa Gray, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?' Jem.
Cassandra ClareHow strange to have the power to literally transform yourself into other people, and yet be so unable to put yourself in their place.
Cassandra ClareShe'd rather hoped for something simple, like a lined piece of notebook paper with MY EVIL PLAN written across the top, but no luck.
Cassandra Clare