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Remember how before, I was talking about Dungeons and Dragons? Vividly, Jace said. It was a dark time.

Mothers,lock up your daughters, then lock up your maidservants, then lock up yourselves. Lord Montgomery is on the prowl

—¿Quién está ahí? —llamó, luego frunció el ceño—. Claro —añadió, haciendo frente a la oscuridad a su alrededor—. Incluso yo, como Cazador de Sombras , he visto suficientes películas como para saber que cualquiera que grite “¿Quién está ahí?” va a ser asesinado instantáneamente.

—No hice un pastel —repitió Alec, gesticulando expresivamente con una mano—, por tres razones. Uno, porque no tengo ningún ingrediente para hacer el pastel. Dos, porque yo en realidad no sé cómo hacer un pastel. Hizo una pausa, claramente esperando. Removiendo su espada e inclinándose contra la pared de la cueva, Jace dijo con cautela: —¿Y tres? —Porque no soy tu zorra —respondió Alec, claramente complacido consigo mismo.

Raphael's hand tightened on the hilt of the knife. His knuckles were white. He spoke to Magnus. "I have no soul," he said. "But I made you a promise on my mother's doorstep, and she was sacred to me." "Santiago- " Sebastian began. "I was a child then. I am not now." The knife fell to the floor. Raphael turned and looked at Sebastian, his wide dark eyes very clear. "I cannot," he said. "I will not. I owe him a debt from many years ago.

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She wept for herself and the changes that had been wrought in her, because sometimes even change for the better felt like a little death.

Show them what a shadowhunter is made of; show them you aren't afraid

Say it," she said. "Say it sober." "I love you," he said. "I don't want you to say it back unless you mean it, but I love you." She leaned back over him, and pressed the pads of her fingertips against his. "I mean it.

She couldn't pinpoint the exact moment she'd fallen in love with Jace, but there had always been something about him that reminded her of a lion, a wild animal unfettered by rules, the promise of a life of freedom. Never "I can't," but always "I can." Always the risk and the surety, never the fear or the question.

Sometimes it's hard when you want to be like someone but you don't know how.

Somos todas las piezas de lo que recordamos. Tenemos en nosotros mismos las esperanzas y los temores de quienes nos aman. Mientras hay amor y memoria, no hay verdadera pérdida.- Tessa

The I shall have London," - Sebastian Morgenstern

Take it, and cut your brother's throat with it, and take back the honor of your blood.

The figure in the doorway ducked; the brick hit the wall, and Luke straightened up and looked at her curiously. I hope when we're married, that's not the way you greet me every day when I come home, he said.

The point is that when you're playing D&D and your group comes across a heap of treasure, or a big sparkly gem, or a magical skull, you should never take it. It's always a trap." He uncrossed his arms and waved them wildly. "This is a trap." Jace was silent. He was looking at Simon thoughtfully, as if he'd never seen him before, or at least never considered him so closely. "Come here," he said. Simon moved toward him, his eyebrows raised. "What-oof!" Jace had dropped his sword into Simon's hands. "Hold this for me while I climb," Jace said, and leaped up onto the plinth.

There are things we want, down under what we know, under even what we feel. There are things our souls want, and mine wants you.

There are things our souls want, and mine wants you.

They'll probably put that on my gravestone. 'He Was Heterosexul and Had Low Expectations.

There is so much in this store I can picture Magnus wanting,” Simon said, picking up a glass bottle of body glitter suspended in some kind of oil. “Is it against some kind of rule to buy presents for someone who broke up with your friend?” “I guess it depends. Is Magnus your closer friend, or Alec?” “Alec remembers my name,” said Simon, and he set the bottle back down.

They'll probably put that on my gravestone. 'He Was Heterosexual and Had Low Expectations.

This is the deepest wish of my heart?" "Sure," Magnus said. "Your father, proud of you. You, the hero of the hour. Me, loving you. Everyone approving of you." Alec looked over at Jace. "Okay, what about the Jace thing?" Magnus shrugged. "I don't know. Thet part's just weird.

Why do you tell me you love me only when you're drunk or dreaming? she asked. I have awful timing, said Simon

We could take him to the valley of salt," - Amatis Herondale

We Shadowhunters, we put ourselves in danger, every hour, every day. I think sometimes we are reckless with our hearts the way we are with our lives. When we give them away, we give every piece.

We will stand bravely with you! Malcolm announced. Catarina looked darkly at him, and he quailed. Well, we will stand bravely near you. Or at least within earshot. Maia gave him a hard look. So no guarantees, basically? Malcolm shrugged. Warlocks are independent. And hard to get hold of. Like cats, but with fewer tails. Well, there are some tails. I don't have one myself -

Whatever it is, don't do it!" said Catarina. "It's a bad idea." "And why do you say that?" "Because they're the only kind you have," she said. " I have known you a long time, and I am absolutely certain on this subject. If you are planning on becoming a pirate again, its a bad idea." "I don't repeat my mistakes,"Magnus said, offended. "You're right. You make all new and even worse mistakes," Catarina told him. "don't do it, whatever it is. Don't lead a werewolf uprising, don't do anything that might contribute to the apocalypse, and don't start your own line of glitter and try to sell it at Sephora

You’ve changed me for the better, and even if you left me, I would still have that.” He paused. “Not that you should leave me,” he added hastily

Yes, you bit me, yes, I kind of liked it, yes, let's not talk about it again, said Jace. You're not a vampire anymore. Focus.

You couldn’t make someone love you with a rune, and you couldn’t assuage grief with it either. So much magic, Clary thought, and nothing to mend a broken heart.

You shouldn't do that. Not to your child. You should-carry your own burdens.

Clary," he said. "You're Clary. You're my best friend.

Alec is not a bunny rabbit. He's a shadowhunter.

And Nephilim—we tend to love very overwhelmingly. To fall in love only once, to die of grief over love—my old tutor used to say that the hearts of the Nephilim were like hearts of angels: They felt every human pain, and never healed.

And she wept as well for the others lost in the Dark War, and she wept for her mother and the loss she had endured, and she wept for Emma and the Blackthorns, remembering how they had fought back tears when she had told them that she had seen Mark in the tunnels of Faerie, and how he belonged to the Hunt now, and she wept for Simon and the hole in her heart where he had been, and the she would miss him every day until she died, and she wept for herself and the changes that had been wrought in her, because sometimes even change for the better felt like a little death.

Come on," he said. "Let's get back to Alec before he decides Isabelle and Simon are having sex off in the caves and starts freaking out.

Heroes aren't always the ones who win," she said. "They're the ones who lose, sometimes. But they keep fighting, they keep coming back. They don't give up. That's what makes them heroes.

Don’t carry the weight of the world on you Jace. It’s too heavy for even a Herondale to bear.

Do the choo-choo train," - Emma Carstairs

Eres heterosexual y tienes bajas expectativas de las figuras paternales. —Probablemente pondrán eso en mi lápida “Era Heterosexual y Tenía Bajas Expectativas.

Everyone should die with someone holding on to them

Go forth and light the lights of war

Había algo cuando alguien se preocupaba por ti que te hace sentir como que nunca estarás totalmente solo. - Emma Carstairs

Don't talk." Alec gestured at him with an expression of vague disgust. "Every time I look at you, I keep remembering coming in here and seeing you draped all over my sister." Jace sat up. "I didn't hear about this." "Oh, come on -" said Simon. "Simon, you're blushing," observed Jace. "And you're a vampire and almost never blush, so this better be really juicy. And weird. Were bicycles involved in some kinky way? Vaccum cleaners? Umbrellas?" "Big umbrellas, or the little kind you get with drinks?" Alec asked. "Does it matter -

Everyone knows Valentine's son." "I know, but - when Emma saw you, she acted like you were her celebrity crush. Like you were on the cover of Shadowhunters Weekly every month." "You know, when they asked me to pose, they said it would be tasteful..." "As long as you were holding a strategically placed seraph blade, I don't see the problem," Clary said, and Jace laughed, a cut-off sound that indicated that she had surprised the amusement out of him.

He had never felt entirely comfortable around Raphael. Raphael seemed to him like Loki or some other trickster God, sometimes working for good and sometimes for evil, but always in his own interests.

I am a hundred and forty six years old and this is not my first unwinnable war.

I'm Magnus." He smiled, showing blinding white teeth. "Magnus Bane." "Are we long-lost friends, by any chance?" Simon said. "Just wondering." "No, we never got along all that well," said Magnus. "Long-lost acquaintances? Compadres? My cat liked you.

I hate it when straight guys think all gay guys are attracted to them. I'm not attracted to every guy any more than you're attracted to every girl.

Imagine if you were the last Shadowhunter left on earth, imagine if all your family and friends were dead, imagine if there were no one left who even believed in what you were. Imagine if you were on the earth in a billion, billion years, after the sun had scorched away all the life, and you were crying out from inside yourself for just one single living creature to still draw breath alongside you, but there was nothing, only rivers of fire and ashes. Imagine being that lonely. and then imagine there was only one way to fix it. Then imagine what you would do to make that thing happen.