And Maybe You Should Stop Pitying Yourself,”

There Was An Electric Anger In His Gaze, And A Sort Of Challenge That Made Simon Long To Hit Him With Something Heavy. Like A Pickup Truck.

A Very Magnanimous Statement, Gideon,” Said Magnus. “i’m Gabriel.” Magnus Waved A Hand. “all Lightwoods Look The Same To Me.

History Gets Written By The Winners.

You And Jace – You’re Not Quite Normal, Are You? I Mean, Not Normal Shadowhunters. There’s Something Special About You Both. Like The Seelie Queen Said. You Were Experiments.” He Smiled At Her Startled Look. “i’m Not Stupid. I Can Put These Things Together. You With Your Rune Powers, And Jace, Well…no One Could Be That Annoying Without Some Kind Of Supernatural Assistance.

I Don’t Want To Be Nephilim,” Said Jace. “i Want To Be Something Else. Stronger, Faster, Better Than Human. But Different. Not Subservient To The Laws Of An Angel Who Couldn’t Care Less About Us. Free.” He Ran His Hand Through A Curl Of Her Hair. “i’m Happy Now, Clary. Doesn’t That Make A Difference?