#fray

I don't care what you think. You're not my brother," Clary said. "You're a murderer." "I really don't see how those things cancel each other out," said Sebastian. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#sebastian #murder

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