I Was Looking For The Opposite, Really

Well, Then, Since You Say There Will Be Another Life For Me, Let Us Both Pray I Do Not Make As Colossal A Mess Of It As I Have This One.

It Won't Be Pleasant." "nothing Ever Is.

Investigation?" Isabelle Laughed. "now We're Detectives? Maybe We Should All Have Code Names." "good Idea," Said Jace. "i Shall Be Baron Hotschaft Von Hugenstein.

She Opened Her Mouth To Answer, But He Was Already Kissing Her. She Had Kissed Him So Many Times—soft Gentle Kisses, Hard And Desperate Ones, Brief Brushes Of The Lips That Said Good-bye, And Kisses That Seemed To Go On For Hours—and This Was No Different. The Way The Memory Of Someone Who Had Once Lived In A House Might Linger Even After They Were Gone, Like A Sort Of Psychic Imprint, Her Body Remembered Jace. Remembered The Way He Tasted, The Slant Of His Mouth Over Hers, His Scars Under Her Fingers, The Shape Of His Body Under Her Hands.

Has There Ever Been An Inquisitor Who Didn't Die A Horrible Death?" Simon Wondered Out Loud. " It's Like Being The Drummer In Spinal Tap.