God Knows We’re All Drawn To What’s

Jordan Doesn't Really Care About The Blood," Simon Said Now. "his Whole Thing Is About Me Being Comfortable With What I Am. Get In Touch With Your Inner Vampire, Blah, Blah." Clary Slid In Next To Him Onto The Bed And Hugged A Pillow. "is Your Inner Vampire Different From Your...outer Vampire?" "definitely. He Wants Me To Wear Midriff-baring Shirts And A Fedora. I'm Fighting It." Clary Smiled Faintly. "so Your Inner Vampire Is Magnus?

I Curse You," It Said. "all Who Love You Will Die. Their Love Will Be Their Destruction. It May Take Moments, It May Take Years, But Any Who Look Upon You With Love Will Die Of It, Unless You Remove Yourself From Them Forever. And I Shall Begin It With Her." It Snarled In Ella’s Direction, And Vanished.

What Is Aldous Capable Of?" "aldous Is Two Thousands Years Old. He's Capable Of Anything." "aldous Nix Is Two Thousands Years Old?" "so, I've Heard. He Doesn't Invite Me To His Birthday Parties.

Pain Made You Strong. Loss Made You Powerful.

You Endure What Is Unbearable, And You Bear It. That Is All.