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She'd been impressed by his looks at first--those sharply planed cheekbones and those black, fathomless eyes--but his affable, sympathetic personality grated on her now. She didn't like boys who looked as if they never got mad about anything. In Isabelle's world, rage equaled passion equaled a good time.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
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Judith Rumelt
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They landed at Simon's feet. Take your clothes and go! Isabelle shouted.
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Is he dead? he inquired. He looks dead. No, snapped Maryse. He's not dead. Have you checked? I could kick him if you want.
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A rune, hovering like an angel: a shape like two wings joined by a single bar.
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Baby? She perched beside him in the chair. You're kidding me right? I was trying it out, no? no, she said firmly Simon & Clary
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