#tess

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

As for the temperature of Hell, Miss Gray," he said, "let me give you a piece of advice. The handsome young fellow who's trying to rescue you from a hideous fate is never wrong. Not even if he says the sky is purple and made of hedgehogs." (Will) ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clockwork-angel #tessa #tessa-gray #tessie #will

Will,” she whispered against his mouth. She wanted him closer to her so badly, it was like an ache, a painful hot ache that spread from her stomach to speed her heart and knot her hands in his hair and set her skin burning. “Will, you need not be so careful. I will not break. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #will-herondale