Is That Why You Didn't Call Me?

Jace Snorted So Loudly That She Turned On Him With A Frown. He Wiggled His Mud-caked Fingers At Her. His Nails Were Black Crescents. "filthy Inside And Out.

Bloodthirsty Little Beasts. Never Trust A Duck.- William Herondale

You Love Him As A Falcon Loves His Master Who Binds And Blinds It.

I Was Hoping They Would Put Up Flyers Like They Do For Lost Cats." He Said. "missing, One Stunningly Attractive Teenage Boy. Answers To 'jace' Or 'hotstuff'." "you Did Not Just Say That." "you Don't Like 'hotstuff'? You Think 'sweet Cheeks' Might Be Better? "love Crumpet'? Really? That Last One's Stretching It A Bit. Though, Technically My Family Is British-

He Always Lived In His Head. He Never Cared About How Things Were, Only How They Would Be, Someday, When He Had Everything He Wanted. When We Had Everything We Wanted.