Not your parabatai any longer.

Drowning yourself won't help, she told herself sternly. Now, drowning Will, on the other hand.

Clary grinned. "A picnic? It's a little late for Central Park, don't you think? It's full of - " He waved a hand. "Faeries. I know." "I was going to say muggers," said Clary. "Though I pity the mugger who goes after you." "That is a wise attitude, and I commend you for it," said Jace, looking gratified.

Sebastian never does anything just for fun.” Jace took Clary’s hand and pulled her toward him. “But I do.

I always need your strength,Alec

nothing says 'I love you' like reducing yourself to a smoldering pile of ashes

I don't want to be a man," said Jace. "I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can't confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead." "Well," said Luke, "you're doing a fantastic job.