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Honestly I don't know why i have these parties Because of your cat That's true. Chairman Meow deserves my every effort
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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Do you normally turn up in gentlemen's bedrooms in the middle of the night? If I'd known that, I would have campaigned harder to make sure Charlotte let you stay.
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Jace suggested that the cast of Gilligan's Island could go do something anatomically unlikely with themselves.
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She turned to look at Sebastian, lying on the bed. He was shirtless, and even in the dim light the old whip weals across his back were visible. She had always been fascinated by Shadowhunters but had never thought she would find one whose personality she could stand for more than five minutes, until Sebastian.
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Stripping the protection wards off the ship was bad enough—it's a strong, strong enchantment, demon-based—but when you fell, I had to put a fast spell on the truck so it wouldn't sink when I lost consciousness. And I will lose consciousness, Alec.
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Dear Alec and Magnus, I known we're not really close, but Isabelle just came by to drop off a pleated orange velvet tux that she claims I will be wearing to your wedding. Is this true, and if so, why orange? -Simon
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You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head. And ran into a vampire What? No! I fell. On your neck?
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The front door shut, leaving Alec sitting in the half-lit garden, alone. He closed his eyes for a moment, the image of a face hovering behind his lids. Not Jace's face, for a change. The eyes set in the face were green, slit-pupiled. Cat eyes.
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You want a round table meeting, we can have a round table meeting. I love round tables, said Magnus brightly. They suit me so much better than square.
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I saw you in the library. With—” “ Colonel Mustard?
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I know how you are with your words, and, Will- I love all of them. Every word you say. The silly ones, the mad ones, the beautiful ones, and the ones that are only for me. I love them, and I love you. - Tessa Gray
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One must always be careful of books, said Tessa, and what is inside them, for words have the power to change us.
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Don't. Clary raised a warning hand. I'm not really in the mood right now. That's got to be the first time a girl's ever said that to me, Jace mused.
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He wanted to run to her, wrap her in his arms. Protect her. But it was Jem’s place to do those things, not his. Not his.” -Will Herondale
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But maybe you never really had someone, she thought now. Maybe, no matter how much you loved them, they could slip through your fingers like water, and there was nothing you could do about it.
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Piano keys jangled as he got to his feet. Our own Sleeping Beauty. Who finally kissed you awake? Nobody. I woke up on my own. Was there anyone with you?
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I promise to charm the dickens out of him,' said Will, sitting up and readjusting his crushed hat. 'I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name.' 'The man's eighty-nine', muttered Jem. 'He may well have the problem anyway.
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Against his own will, almost, Will felt himself understanding he would have done anything, he thought, told any lie, taken any risk, to make Tessa love him.
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No one blames her. That never matters, said Alec. Not when you blame yourself.
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Tessa was laying on her side, her brown hair spread over the pillow, watching Will, whose face was bent over the pages, with a look of tenderness in her eyes, a tenderness mirrored in the softness of Will's voice as he read.
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You’re in my bones and my blood and my heart,” he said. “I’d have to tear myself open to let you go.
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