Perhaps [james Herondale] Loved Vice For Vice's

Your Life Is Yours To Live As You Choose.

Staring At Him The Way She Might Stare At A Beloved Place She Was Not Sure She Would Ever See Again, Trying To Commit The Details To Memory, To Paint Them On The Backs Of Her Eyelids That She Might See It When She Shut Her Eyes To Sleep.

Yes, Consul. The Next Time One Of Our Esteemed Members Turns Into A Worm And Eats Another Esteemed Member, We Will Inform You Immediately.

Have You Told Eric And The Rest Of Them That—” “that I’m A Vampire? No. It Isn’t The Sort Of Thing You Just Drop Into Casual Conversation.” “maybe Not, But They’re Your Friends. They Should Know. And Besides, They’ll Just Think It Makes You More Of A Rock God, Like That Vampire Lester.” “lestat,” Simon Said. “that Would Be The Vampire Lestat. And He’s Fictional.

I Get The Feeling," Alec Said, And Smiled, "she Hasn't Forgiven Me For Betraying You, As She Sees It." "good Girl," Said Jace With Appreciation. "i Didn't Betray You, Idiot." "it's The Thought That Counts.