You Could Have Had Anything Else In

I'm A Werewolf, Not A Golden Retriever.

If You Love Someone, You're Not Supposed To Want Them To Come Back. Better A Peaceful Sleep In The Earth Than The Life Of A Zombie--not Really Dead But Not Really Alive, Either.

What Was That?" Jace Said. "sorry, I Think I Fell Asleep For A Moment. Do, Continue With Whatever Mesmerizing Thing You Were Saying.

“ It’ S A Lot To Process,” She Said. “ What Sebastian Said, What Happened Last Night, Everything. I Need To Sleep, But I’ M Too Keyed Up. When I Was Young And I Couldn’ T Sleep, My Mother Used To Read To Me To Relax Me.” “ A Nd I Remind You Of Your Mother Now? I Have Got To Look Into A Manlier Cologne

Faeries Are Fallen Angels," Said Dorothea, "cast Down Out Of Heaven For Their Pride." "that's The Legend," Jace Said. "it's Also Said That They're The Offspring Of Demons And Angels, Which Always Seemed More Likely To Me. Good And Evil, Mixing Together. Faeries Are As Beautiful As Angels Are Supposed To Be, But They Have A Lot Of Mischief And Cruelty In Them. And You'll Notice Most Of Them Avoid Midday Sunlight—" "for The Devil Has No Power," Said Dorothea Softly, As If She Were Reciting An Old Rhyme, "except In The Dark.