#tess

Cuando estás leyendo un libro, y sabes que habrá una tragedia; puedes sentir el frió y la oscuridad llegando, ver la red tejiéndose cerca de los personajes que viven y respiran en las páginas. Pero estas tan atado a la historia como si fueras tirado detrás de un carruaje, y no puedes dejarlo pasar o cambiar el rumbo haciéndose a un lado. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #spanish

When I am in the darkness, I will think of it in the light, with you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #love #tessa #tessa-gray #love

She knew that she could not be Jem for Will. No one could. But slowly the hollow places in his heart were filling in. Having Cecily about was a joy for Will; Tessa could see that when they sat together before the fire, speaking Welsh softly, and his eyes glowed; he had even grown to like Gabriel and Gideon, and they were friends for him, though no one could be a friend as Jem had been. And of course, Charlotte's and Henry's love was as steadfast as ever. The wound would never go away... the haunted look faded from his eyes, she began to breathe more easily, knowing that look was not a mortal one. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love

I’m half Italian.” “Which half?” the words were out before Tessa could stop them. Was she flirting with him? She never flirted with men. His lips curved in a slow, sexy smile that made her heart trip. “From the waist down. ↗

— Pamela Clare

#tessa-humor #humor

Tessa: I won't know if I like it until I try it, will I?" Will: "I've never swum naked in the Thames, but I know I wouldn't like it." "But think how entertaining for sightseers," said Tessa, and she saw Jem duck his head to hide the quick flash of his grin. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa #will #humor

Goodness, Will, if you keep seeing Six-Fingered Nigel like this, he'll expect you to declare your intentions." -Tessa ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#six-fingered-nigel #tessa #humor

Tessa put a hand against the wall as she made her way numbly down the stairs. What had she almost done? What had she nearly told Will? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #will-herondale

Will’s eyes met Tessa’s as she came closer, almost tripping again over the torn hem of her gown. For a moment, they were in perfect understanding. Jem was what they could still look each other straight in the eye about. On the topic of Jem, they were both fierce and unyielding. Tessa saw Will’s hand tighten on Jem’s sleeve. “She’s here,” he said. Jem’s eyes opened slowly. Tessa fought to keep the look of shock from her face. His pupils were blown out, his irises a thin ring of silver around the black. “Ni shou shang le ma, quin ai de?” he whispered. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #will-herondale

Tess?” A soft voice at the door; she looked up and saw Will there, silhouetted in the light from the corridor. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #will-herondale

Goodness," Tessa said to the back of his neck. "If you keep seeing Six-Fingered Nigel like this, he'll expect you to declare your intentions. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #will-herondale #will-herondale