Ah,” Said Magnus. “nerd Love. It Is

I Am One Of The Clave. It's In My Blood And Bones. So Tell Me, If You're So Sure This Wasn't My Fault, Why Is It That The First Thought In My Mind When I Saw Abbadon Wasn't For My Fellow Warriors But For You?" His Other Hand Came Up; He Was Holding Her Face, Prisoned Between His Palms. "i Know-i Knew-alec Wasn't Acting Like Himself. I Knew Something Was Wrong. But All I Could Think About Was You.

Take Off Your Shirt." Jace Raised His Eyebrows. "i'm Not Going To Attack You," She Said Impatiently. "i Can Take The Sight Of Your Naked Chest Without Swooning." "are You Sure?" He Asked, Obediently Sliding The Shirt Off His Shoulders. "because Viewing My Naked Chest Has Caused Many Women To Seriously Injure Themselves Stampeding To Get To Me.

We're Not Dating," Alec Said Again. "oh?" Magnus Said. "so You're Just That Friendly With Everybody, Is That It?

He Glanced Furtively Up And Down The Hallway. "hodge Too. Everyone Wants To Talk To Me. Except You, I Bet You Don't Want To Talk To Me," Said Jace. "no," Said Clary. "i Want To Eat. I'm Starving.

If You Wanted To Rip My Clothes Off, You Should Have Asked." (jace Wayland)