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Being Sixteen Forever Sounded Good Until You Really Thought About It. Then It Didn't Seem Like Such A Great Prospect.

Is There A Particular Reason You Keep Biting Vampires?" Will Touched The Dried Blood On His Wrists, And Smiled. "they Don't Expect It." "of Course They Don't. They Know What Happens When One Of Us Consumes Vampire Blood. They Probably Expect You To Have More Sense." "that Expectation Never Seems To Serve Them Very Well, Does It?

Medium Clever,” Simon Acknowledged. “like A Cross Between George Clooney In Ocean’s Eleven And Those Mythbusters Guys, But, You Know, Better-looking.” “i’m Always So Glad I Have No Idea What You’re Vacantly Chattering About,” Said Jace. “it Fills Me With A Sense Of Peace And Well-being.

The Horse Grunted Softly. He Had Huge Teeth, Clary Noticed Uneasily; Each One The Size Of A Pez Dispenser. She Imagined Those Teeth Sinking Into Her Leg And Thought Of All The Girls She'd Known In Middle School Who'd Wanted Ponies Of Their Own. She Wondered If They Were Insane.

He Put His Arms About Himself As If He Were Cold. "i Do Not Know Who To Be Without Him.