Ariella

“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.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“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

“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.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“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 -”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire