There Was No Jace Wayland

Clary Closed Her Eyes. Remembering The Way Jace Had Looked At Her The Night She'd Freed Ithuriel, She Couldn't Help But Imagine The Way He'd Look At Her Now If He Saw Her Trying To Lie Down To Die On The Sand Beside Him. He Wouldn't Be Touched, Wouldn't Think It Was A Beautiful Gesture. He'd Be Angry At Her For Giving Up. He'd Be So--disappointed.

My Favorite Jacket Is An Emergency Item. Much Like Myself, It Is Both Snuggly And Fashionable.

Eternity Is A Long Time To Spend Alone, Without Others Of Your Kind.

I'll Just Have Them Change The Entry In The Demonology Textbook From 'almost Extinct' To 'not Extinct Enough For Alec. He Prefers His Monsters Really, Really Extinct.' Will That Make You Happy?

He Is A Shadowhunter,” Said Jocelyn. “his Loyalty Will Be To Clave And Covenant.” “he’s My Friend,” Said Magnus Coldly. “his Loyalty Is To Me.