A Sarcastic Blond Genie With A Bad

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?

Jace,” She Said. “why Are You Doing This To Me?” “because You’re Lying To Me. And You’re Lying To Yourself.” Jace’s Eyes Were Blazing, And Even Though His Hands Were Stuffed Into His Pockets, She Could See That They Were Knotted Into Fists.

It's Like Banging My Head Against The Wall, Except If I Were Actually Banging My Head On A Wall, I'd Be Able To Make Myself Stop.

I Want My People To Be Protected, Strong, And Not To Be Driven Into Corners Until They Either Become Killers Or Are Killed!

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