Alec Slid His Hand From Jace's Arm

I Love You, Tessa, And I Have Loved You, Almost Since The Moment I Met You.

I'm A Werewolf, Not A Golden Retriever.

I Was Even A Little Glad That If It Wasn’t Going To Be Me She Wanted, It Was Going To Be Someone Who Really Deserved Her.

There's Nothing Wild About Me. I'm A Solid Middle-aged Man." "except That Once A Month You Turn Into A Wolf And Go Tearing Around Slaughtering Things," Clary Said. "it Could Be Worse," Luke Said. "men My Age Have Been Known To Purchase Expensive Sports Cars And Sleep With Supermodels.

She Threw The Door Open. The Room Seemed To Be A Sort Of Library, The Walls Lined With Books. It Was Brightly Lit, Light Streaming Through A Tall Picture Window. In The Middle Of The Room Stood Jace. He Wasn't Alone, Though-not By A Long Shot. There Was A Dark-haired Girl With Him, A Girl Clary Had Never Seen Before, And The Two Of Them Were Locked Together In A Passionate Embrace