All That Existed Was Jace;

Baby?" She Perched Beside Him In The Chair. "you're Kidding Me Right?" "i Was Trying It Out, No?" "no," She Said Firmly Simon & Clary

I Really Love Fantasy. I Have To Say It Is My Favourite Genre To Read And One Of The Genres I Love The Most To Write.

There Are Some Mechanisms That Are So—so Broken That They Cannot Be Repaired.

The Front Door Shut, Leaving Alec Sitting In The Half-lit Garden, Alone. He Closed His Eyes For A Moment, The Image Of A Face Hovering Behind His Lids. Not Jace's Face, For A Change. The Eyes Set In The Face Were Green, Slit-pupiled. Cat Eyes.

Or Perhaps This Hostility Of Yours Is The Pretense. Love Does Make Liars Out Of Your Kind.