Choosing Love Or War: Both Are Brave

My Rapier Wit Hides My Inner Pain.

Sometimes When You Cannot Decide What To Do, You Pretend To Be A Character In A Book, Because It Is Easier To Decide What They Would Do"-cassandra Clare

She Took Out A Shiny Folded Pamphlet, The Kind They Kept Stacked In Clear Plastic Stands In Hospital Waiting Rooms. "how To Come Out To Your Parents," She Read Out Loud. "luke. Don't Be Ridiculous. Simon's Not Gay, He's A Vampire.

She Had Never Imagined That The Kiss Would Be So Brief And Desperate And Wild. Or That It Would Taste Of Holy Water. Holy Water And Blood.

You Don't Believe Me?" Jace Asked. "fine. Go Ahead. Kiss Me Right Now." Alec Stared At Him In Horror. "exactly. Despite My Staggering Good Lucks, You Actually Don't Like Me That Way.