A Sarcastic Blond Genie With A Bad

But The Rest Of Jace’s Mind Is Watching The Door Slam Behind Her And Seeing The Final Ruin Of All His Dreams. It Was One Thing To Push It To This Point. It Is Another To Let Go Forever. Because He Knows Clary, And If She Goes Now, She Will Not Ever Come Back.

He Cut Her Off With Brutal Precision. "and One Last Thing." His Eyes Flicked Toward The Door, Through Which Jace, Alec, And Isabelle Had Disappeared. "keep In Mind That When Your Mother Fled From The Shadow World, It Wasn't The Monsters She Was Hiding From. Not The Warlocks, The Wolf-men, The Fair Folk, Not Even The Demons Themselves. It Was Them. It Was The Shadowhunters.

You Mean You Haven’t Been Going On Romantic Dates With Sebastian While You’ve Been Away From Me?” “i Tried,” Jace Said, “but No Matter How Liquored Up You Get Him, He Just Won’t Put Out.

Coaxing Drunken Shadowhunters Into Making Fools Of Themselves Was A Favorite Occupation Among The Downworlders, And This Performance Had Been A Tremendous Success.

Desire Is Not Always Lessened By Disgust. Nor Can It Be Bestowed, Like A Favor, To Those Most Deserving Of It. And As My Words Bind My Magic, So You Can Know The Truth. If She Doesn’t Desire His Kiss, She Won’t Be Free.