She warned me about Mr. Herondale, though, said heโd likely be rude to me, and familiar. She said I could be rude right back, that nobody would mind.โ โSomeone ought to be rude to him. Heโs rude enough to everyone else.
Cassandra ClareHe had to think he was Michael Waylandโs son, or the Lightwoods would not have protected him as they did. It was Michael they owed a debt to, not me. It was on Michaelโs account that they loved him, not mine.โ โMaybe they loved him on his own account,โ said Clary.
Cassandra ClareDo you even really know how vampires are made?' 'Well, when a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire love each other very much.
Cassandra ClareInteresting" he said. "You know, Simon never mentioned that his roommate was a werewolf.
Cassandra ClareTheir beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead.
Cassandra ClareYou want this?" His voice was hoarse. "Yes," she said. "Do you?" His finger traced the outline of her mouth. "For this I would have been damned forever. For this I would have given up everything." She felt the burn behind her eyes, the pressure of tears, and blinked wet eyelashes. "Will ..." "Dw i'n dy garu di am byth," he said. "I love you. Always." And he moved to cover her body with his own.
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