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He's my neophyte Downworlder to mock and boss around, not yours.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Fallen
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Neophyte
Mock
Jace
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She turned and looked at him. Ducks? she said again. A smile tugged the edge of his mouth. I hate ducks. Don't know why. I just always have.
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Then forget Gabriel. Is there a particular reason you keep biting vampires? Will touched the dried blood on his wrists, and smiled. They don't expect it.
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For the first time Valentine glanced down at the body of Brother Jeremiah. I did kill him, and the rest of the Silent Brothers as well. I had to. They had something I needed. What? A sense of decency?
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Simon: 'You know men. We have delicate egos.' Clary: 'I wouldn't describe Jace's ego as delicate.' Simon: 'No, Jace's is sort of the antiaircraft artillery tank of male egos.
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Life could not be entirely devoted to debauchery and monkeys. Magnus had to finance all the drinking somehow.
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Don't make it sound like that. Like some ordinary sort of grief. It's not like that. They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite. Over. This is a fresh wound every day.
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And therefor, said Magnus We must go. Will blinked at him. Go where? Don't worry about that right now, my love. Will blinked again. Pardon?
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Wherever we are, we are as one
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I am glad,” he said. “They will be able to take care of each other when I am gone, or at least I can hope for it. He says she does not love him, but—surely she will come to love him in time. Will is easy to love, and he has given her his whole heart. I can see it. I hope she will not break it.
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I was the quiet kid in the corner, reading a book. In elementary school, I read so much and so often during class that I was actually forbidden from reading books during school hours by my teachers.
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A lot of people feel like urban fantasy is a shortcut that gets you around world-building, because it's set in the real world. But it doesn't really work that way, as I found out. You have to come up with just as consistent an internal cosmology and magic system as you would if you were writing high fantasy.
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We need to talk. All of us About what we're going to do now. I was going to watch Project Runway.
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I've met an attractive weasel or two in my time. He looks more like a rat. -pg.170-
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Right. Vampires. But how do they get inside? They fly ... We dont fly, Clary felt impelled to point out. No, Jace agreed. We dont fly. We break and enter. ... Flying sounds like more fun. -Clary & Jace, pg.258-
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Do you really wish to disobey me, Marbas? Do you wish to anger my father?
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Come back to me, Tessa. Henry said that perhaps, since you had touched the soul of an angel, that you dream of Heaven now, of fields of angels and flowers of fire. Perhaps you are happy in those dreams. But I ask this out of pure selfishness. Come back to me. For I cannot bear to lose all my heart.
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Shotgun! announced Clary as Jace came back around the side of the van. Alec grabbed for his bow, strapped across his back. Where? She means she wants the front seat, said Jace, pushing wet hair out of his eyes.
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Still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it's you, and I realize now that I won't be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all.
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He began it,” Cecily said, jerking her chin at Will, though she knew it was pointless. Jem, Will’s parabatai, treated her with the distant sweet kindness reserved for the little sisters of one’s friends, but he would always side with Will. Kindly, but firmly, he put Will above everything else in the world. Well, nearly everything.
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