To Love Is To Destroy

The Queen Sniffed. "i Rather Miss Your Jace," She Said. "of All Of You, He Was The Prettiest And The Best-mannered.

The Warlock's Gaze, On The Flames, Was Remote And Distant, As If He Were Looking Back Into The Past. Simon Couldn't Help But Remember What Magnus Had Said To Him Once, About Living Forever: Someday You And I Will Be The Only Two Left.

They Kind Of Look Like Evil Lawn Gnomes

Do You Remember When We Stood Together On Blackfriars Bridge?” He Asked Softly, And His Eyes Were Like That Night Had Been, All Black And Silver. “of Course I Remember.” “it Was The Moment I First Knew I Loved You,” Jem Said. “i Will Make You A Promise. Every Year, Tessa, On One Day, I Will Meet You On That Bridge. I Will Come From The Silent City And I Will Meet You, And We Will Be Together, If Only For An Hour. But You Must Tell No One.

You Know What I Am." The Words Breathed Out In An Auguished Whisper. "i'm Part Demon, Clary. Part Demon. You Understood That Much, Didn't You?" His Eyes Bored Into Her Like Drills. "you Saw What Valentine Was Trying To Do. He Used Demon Blood-used It On Me Before I Was Even Born. I'm Part Monster. Part Everthing I've Tried So Hard To Burn Out, To Destroy.