She had never imagined that the kiss would be so brief and desperate and wild. Or that it would taste of holy water. Holy water and blood.
Cassandra ClareYouโre my sister,โ he said finally. โMy sister, my blood, my family. I should want to protect youโโhe laughed soundlessly and without any humorโโto protect you from the sort of boys who want to do with you exactly what I want to do.
Cassandra ClareI can only assume," said Jace, "that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own.
Cassandra ClareComforting someone when they were stricken with loss was something else. It meant commitment. It meant caring. It meant you wanted to ease their pain, and at the same time you were thanking God that whatever the bad thing was that had happened, it hadn't happened to them.
Cassandra ClareDo you miss Wales?โ Tessa inquired. Will shrugged lightly. โWhatโs to miss? Sheep and singing,โ he said. โAnd the ridiculous language. Fe hoffwn i fod mor feddw, fyddai ddim yn cofio fy enw.โ โWhat does that mean?โ โIt means โI wish to get so drunk I no longer remember my own name,โ Quite useful.
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