But You Hate Poetry! Yes, But You

Where's Magnus?" He Said. As He Looked Toward The Kitchen, Clary Saw A Bruise On His Jaw, Below His Ear, About The Size Of A Thumbprint. "alec!" Magnus Came Skidding Into The Living Room And Blew A Kiss To His Boyfriend Across The Room. Having Discarded His Slippers, He Was Barefoot Now. His Cat's Eyes Shone As He Looked At Alec.

And Lo And Behold, My Diabolical Plan Is Working.

Sebastian Sighed An Exaggerated Sigh And Swung The Door Shut. Clary Stared At Jace. "what The F-" "language, Fray." Jace's Eyes Danced. "relax.

Wasn't It? Is Loyalty Still A Commendable Quality When It Is Misdirected?

You're Not Gay, Are You?" Simon's Greenish Color Deepened. "if I Were, I Would Dress Better.