Magnus, you were trying to flirt with your own plate." "I'm a very open-minded sort of fellow!" "Ragnor is not," Catarina said. "When he found out that you were feeding us guinea pigs, he hit you over the head with your plate. It broke." "So ended our love," Magnus said. "Ah, well. It would have never worked between me and the plate anyway.
Cassandra ClareUnhappy? I was lucky. So, so lucky. And I couldnโt see it.โ His eyes met hers. โI love you,โ he said. โAnd you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. And now that I know what itโs like to be someone elseโto lose myselfโI want my life back. My family. You. All of it.โ His eyes darkened. โI want it back.
Cassandra ClareBefore Simon could answer, he heard the sound of the front door opening. He looked daggers at Jace. "That's my roommate. Kyle. Be nice." Jace smiled charmingly. "I'm always nice.
Cassandra ClareOooh, that was fun." "That does it," said Jace. "I'm going to get you a dictionary for Christmas this year." "Why?" Isabelle said. "So you can look up 'fun.' I'm not sure you know what it means." Isabelle pulled the long heavy mass of her wet hair forward and wrung it out as if it were wet washing. "You're raining on my parade." "It's a pretty wet parade already, if you hadn't noticed." Jace glanced around.
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