Keep up," said an irritable voice in her ear. It was Jace, who had dropped back to walk beside her. "I don't want to have to keep looking behind me to make sure nothing's happened to you." "So don't bother." "Last time I left you alone, a demon attacked you," he pointed out. "Well, I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death." He blinked. "There is a fine line between sarcasm and outright hostility, and you seem to have crossed it.
Cassandra ClareAnd now Iโm looking at you,โ he said, โand youโre asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before โ bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it โ but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.
Cassandra ClareMagnus was sure that the llama stampede he witnessed was a coincidence. The llamas could not be judging him.
Cassandra ClareTessa was laying on her side, her brown hair spread over the pillow, watching Will, whose face was bent over the pages, with a look of tenderness in her eyes, a tenderness mirrored in the softness of Will's voice as he read.
Cassandra Clare