Camilla (thecrazyreader)

“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

“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.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Why do you tell me you love me only when you're drunk or dreaming? she asked. I have awful timing, said Simon”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“None of this is fair. It isn't fair that part of your life was ripped from you. It's not fair that you were ripped away from me. I'm so angry Simon.”
― Cassandra Clare, Welcome to Shadowhunter Academy