That demon woman you were lounging with on the divan,โ said Will. โWould you call her a friend, or more of a business associate?โ Benedictโs dark eyes hardened. โInsolent puppyโโ โOh, Iโd say she was a friend,โ said Tessa. โOne doesnโt usually let oneโs business associates lick oneโs face. Although I could be wrong. What do I know about these things? Iโm only a silly woman.
Cassandra ClareNo real lady would let a dress that might have been worn by a stranger touch her skin.
Cassandra ClareWe can buy you one of those books they have for little kids 'Timmy Has Two Dads'. Except I don't think they have one called 'Timmy Has Two Dads and One of Them Was Evil'. That part you're just going to have to work through on your own.
Cassandra ClareYou know, when someone prefers their own brother over you, it isn't a confidence booster.
Cassandra ClareBut Clary never found out what it wasn't, because there was a cry of "Jace!" and Alec appeared, breathless from pushing his way through the crowd to get them. His dark hair was a mess and there was blood on his clothes, but his eyes were bright with a mixture of relief and anger. He grabbed Jace by the front of his jacket. "What happened to you?" Jace looked affronted. "What happened to me?" Alec looked at him, not lightly. "You said you were going for a walk! What kind of walk takes six hours?" "A long one?" Jace suggested.
Cassandra ClareHis eyes shone when he looked at her, green as spring grass. He has always had green eyes, said the voice in her head. People often marvel at how much alike you are, he and your mother and yourself. His name is Jonathan and he is your brother; he has always protected you. Somewhere in the back of Claryโs mind she saw black eyes and whip marks, but she didnโt know why. Heโs your brother. Heโs your brother, and heโs always taken care of you.
Cassandra Clare