#clary

I belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I'd break myself trying to make you happy. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-s-letter-to-clary #devotion

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. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace #kiss #romance #goodbye

And then we met you, and it was like he woke up. You couldn't see it, because you'd never known him any different. But I saw it. Hodge saw it. Alec saw it -why do you think he hated you so much? It was like that form the second we met you. You thought it was amazing that you could see us, and it was, but what was amazing to me was that Jace could see you too. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #jace-wayland #jace-wayland

But God knows, I don't want anyone but you. I don't even want to want anyone but you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-wayland #jace-wayland

If I made a joke about just dropping by, would you write me off as cliché? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clichés #jace-wayland #the-institute #clary-fray

It means, said Brother Jeremiah, The descent into Hell is easy. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-bones #clary-fray #jace-wayland #silent-brothers #jace-wayland

Damnit.' Isabelle, standing in the mouth of the alley, her wet black hair like a cloak around her shoulders, kicked a trash can out of her way and glowered. 'Oh, for goodness's sake,' she said. 'I can't believe you two. Why? What's wrong with bedrooms? And pivacy? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #city-of-fallen-angels

You promise." "I swear on the angel. The hell with that. I swear on us." "Why us?" "Because there isn't anything I believe in more. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jace-and-clary #the-mortal-instruments #city-of-fallen-angels

I brought you some coffee.” he held out the cup but she waved it away. “I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet.” At that he smiled. “How would you know what feet taste like?” “I just know.” -Luke and Clary, pg.209- ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#coffee #food-critics #funny #luke #food

So it's true what they say about warlocks, then?" Alec gave him a very unpleasant look. "What's true?" "Alexander," said Magnus coldly, and Clary met Simon's eyes across the table. Hers were wide, green, and full of an expression that said Uh-oh. "You can't be rude to everyone who talks to me." Alec made a wide, sweeping gesture. "And why not? Cramping your style, am I? I mean, maybe you were hoping to flirt with werewolf boy here. He's pretty attractive, if you like the messy-haired, broad-shouldered, chiseled-good-looks type." "Hey, now," said Jordan mildly. Magnus put his head in his hands. "Or there are plenty of pretty girls here, since apparently your taste goes both ways, Is there anything you aren't into?" "Mermaids," said Magnus into his fingers. "They always smell like seaweed." "It's not funny," Alec said savagely, and kicking back his chair, he got up from the table and stalked off into the crowd. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cassandra-clare #city-of-fallen-angels #clary-fray #funny #humor