I Am, In The End, What You

Jace,” She Said. “why Are You Doing This To Me?” “because You’re Lying To Me. And You’re Lying To Yourself.” Jace’s Eyes Were Blazing, And Even Though His Hands Were Stuffed Into His Pockets, She Could See That They Were Knotted Into Fists.

But The Name Magnus Bane Made Him Think Of A Towering Sort Of Figure, With Huge Shoulders And Formal Purple Warlock’s Robes, Calling Down Fire And Lightning. Not Magnus Himself, Who Was More Of A Cross Between A Panther And A Demented Elf.

You're The First Shadowhunter I've Ever Met." “that’s Too Bad,” Said Jace, “since All The Others You Meet From Now On Will Be A Terrible Letdown.

Sweet Pea?'" Alec Said. "i Was Just Trying It Out." Alec Shook His Head. "no." Magnus Shrugged. "i'll Keep At It.

If I Might Ask--," She Began. Will Sighed. "you Know You'll Ask Whether I Say It's All Right Or Not.