Reparations,” Said Jem Very Suddenly, Setting Down

Yes, She Doesn't Really Look Like Either Of Us, Does She? Perhaps She's A Girl Who's Fallen Madly In Love With Me And Persists In Following Me Wherever I Go." "my Talent Is Shape-shifting, Will, Not Acting," Said Tessa, And At That Jem Laughed Out Loud.

He Always Lived In His Head. He Never Cared About How Things Were, Only How They Would Be, Someday, When He Had Everything He Wanted. When We Had Everything We Wanted.

One Of The Heavy Marble Busts That Lined The Higher Shelves Had Slid Free And Was Falling Toward Her; She Ducked Out Of Its Way, And It Hit The Floor Inches From Where She'd Been Standing, Leaving A Sizable Dent In The Floor. A Second Later Jace's Arms Were Around Her And He Was Lifting Her Off Her Feet. She Was Too Surprized To Struggle As He Carried Her Over To The Broken Window And Dumped Her Unceremoniously Out Of It.

Dear God,” Said Will, Looking From Charlotte To Nate And Back Again. “is There Anything That Makes Women Sillier Than The Sight Of A Wounded Young Man?” Tessa Slitted Her Eyes At Him. “you Might Want To Clean The Rest Of The Blood Of Your Face Before You Continue Arguing In That Vein.” Will Threw His Arms Up In The Air And Stalked Off. Charlotte Looked At Tessa, A Half Smile Curving The Side Of Her Mouth. “i Must Say, I Rather Like The Way You Manage Will.” Tessa Shook Her Head. “no One Manages Will.

His Eyes Softened. "but It Doesn't Change What We Are To Each Other. It's Like There's Always Been A Piece Of My Soul Missing, And It's Inside You, Clary. I Know I Told You Once That Whether God Exists Or Not, We're On Our Own. But When I'm With You, I'm Not.