As Dull As Nate Gray Is," Will

There Was An Electric Anger In His Gaze, And A Sort Of Challenge That Made Simon Long To Hit Him With Something Heavy. Like A Pickup Truck.

There Was Something About Jace, Though, That Made Her Want To Push Him, Crack That Shell Of Cynicism And Make Him Admit Her Believed Something, Felt Something, Cared About Anythinng At All.

He Closed His Eyes. “i’m So Tired, Tess,” He Said. “i Only Wanted Pleasant Dreams For Once.” “that Is Not The Way To Get Them, Will,” She Said Softly. “you Cannot Buy Or Drug Or Dream Your Way Out Of Pain.

I Can See Why You Like It Here, There's A Thin Layer Of Nerd All Over Everything.

No, I'm Just A Very Naughty Boy. I Do All Sorts Of Bad Things. I Kick Kittens. I Make Rude Gestures At Nuns.