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“Hart and Hope,"I muttered."If you're going to name your kids like that, of course they're going to think they live in a comic book."
Although I had to admit Hart was handsome,practically debonair.
His hair was threaded with silver and freakishly messy."Okay, he's totally got that yummy secret agent thing going on."
Nicholas scowled at me. I didn't have to turn my head to look at him to feel his eyes burning”
― My Love Lies Bleeding
Although I had to admit Hart was handsome,practically debonair.
His hair was threaded with silver and freakishly messy."Okay, he's totally got that yummy secret agent thing going on."
Nicholas scowled at me. I didn't have to turn my head to look at him to feel his eyes burning”
― My Love Lies Bleeding
“Did Brother Zachariah just steal our cat?”
― City of Heavenly Fire
― City of Heavenly Fire
“This is good.”
“Why is it good?” I asked.
He pulled out a stethoscope. “It’s a good indication that the mutation is on a perfect, cellular level.”
“Or an indication that I’m pretty damn awesome,” Daemon suggested coolly.”
― Origin
“Why is it good?” I asked.
He pulled out a stethoscope. “It’s a good indication that the mutation is on a perfect, cellular level.”
“Or an indication that I’m pretty damn awesome,” Daemon suggested coolly.”
― Origin
“Me and Katy look adorkable in extraterrestrial
highway shirts. You would just look stupid. You can thank me later.”
― Origin
highway shirts. You would just look stupid. You can thank me later.”
― Origin
“Julian,” said Jia, in the same gentle voice, “would you do something for us? Would you take up the Mortal Sword?”
Clary sat up straight. She had held the Mortal Sword: she had felt the weight of it. The cold, like hooks in your skin, dragging the truth out of you. You couldn’t lie holding the Mortal Sword, but the truth, even a truth you wanted to tell, was agony. “They can’t,” she whispered. “He’s just a kid —”
“He’s the oldest of the kids who escaped the Institute,” Jace said under his breath. “They don’t have a choice.”
Julian nodded, his thin shoulders straight. “I’ll take it.”
Robert Lightwood passed behind the podium then and went to the table. He took up the sword and returned to stand in front of Julian. The contrast between them was almost funny: the big, barrel-chested man and the lanky, wild-haired boy.
Julian reached a hand up and took the sword. As his hand closed around the hilt, he shuddered, a ripple of pain that was quickly forced down. Emma, behind him, started forward, and Clary caught a glimpse of the look on her face — pure fury — before Helen caught at her and pulled her back.”
― City of Heavenly Fire
Clary sat up straight. She had held the Mortal Sword: she had felt the weight of it. The cold, like hooks in your skin, dragging the truth out of you. You couldn’t lie holding the Mortal Sword, but the truth, even a truth you wanted to tell, was agony. “They can’t,” she whispered. “He’s just a kid —”
“He’s the oldest of the kids who escaped the Institute,” Jace said under his breath. “They don’t have a choice.”
Julian nodded, his thin shoulders straight. “I’ll take it.”
Robert Lightwood passed behind the podium then and went to the table. He took up the sword and returned to stand in front of Julian. The contrast between them was almost funny: the big, barrel-chested man and the lanky, wild-haired boy.
Julian reached a hand up and took the sword. As his hand closed around the hilt, he shuddered, a ripple of pain that was quickly forced down. Emma, behind him, started forward, and Clary caught a glimpse of the look on her face — pure fury — before Helen caught at her and pulled her back.”
― City of Heavenly Fire
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