Berna

“Names?' the receptionist asked us.
“Jesus,” Jamie answered.
“Mary,” said Stella.
“Satan,” I said as I walked past her and pushed open the door to Ira Ginsberg’s office.”
― Michelle Hodkin, The Retribution of Mara Dyer

“He regarded us with dark, evaluating eyes. “This can’t be good.”

“I’ll go first,” Dabria began, sucking in a rattling breath.

“Not even close,” I shot back. I faced Patch directly, cutting Dabria out of the conversation. “She kissed you! And Dante, who’s been tailing you, by the way, caught it on camera. Imagine my surprise when that’s what I got an eyeful of earlier tonight. Did you even think to tell me?”

“I told her I kissed you, and that you pushed me away,” Dabria protested shrilly.

“What are you still doing here?” I exploded at Dabria. “This is between me and Patch. Leave already!”

“What are you doing here?” Patch echoed to Dabria, his tone sharpening.

“I—broke in,” she sputtered. “I was scared. I couldn’t sleep. I can’t stop thinking about Hanoth and the other Nephilim.”

“You have got to be kidding me,” I said.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Finale

“It wasn’t sexy," he said.
“It was a little sexy,” Simon said.
He felt much better, having fed, and couldn’t help but poke at Alec a bit.
“It wasn’t,” said Alec.
“I had some feelings,” said Simon.”
"Do feel free to agonize about it on your own time.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Sometimes it comes down to a choice," Magnus said. "Between saving one person and saving the whole world. I've seen it happen, and I'm selfish enough to want the person who loves me to choose me. But Nephilim wil always choose the world. I look at Alec and I feel like Lucifer in Paradise Lost. 'Abashed the Devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is.' He meant it in the classical sense. 'Awful' as in inspiring awe. And awe is well and good, but it's poison to love. Love has to be between equals."
"He's just a boy," said Luke. "Alec--he's not perfect. And you're not fallen."
"We're all fallen," said Magnus, and he wrapped himself up in his chains and was silent.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire