Clary Stopped Dead In Her Tracks. "simon?"

I Don't Think I Ever Intended Specifically To Write For The Young Adult Market. It's Just That When The Idea For City Of Bones Came To Me, I Knew The Main Characters Were Teenagers. In My Mind They Were Just Very Clearly The Ages They Were, Which Turned Out To Mean It Was A Ya Novel.

I Borrowed This From Kyle. My Other Shirt Was Pretty Filthy." "wow, You're Wearing Each Other's Clothes Now. That's, Like, Best Friend Stuff." "feeling Left Out?" Said Kyle. "i Suppose You Want To Borrow A Black T-shirt Too." "as Long As Everyone's Wearing Their Own Pants." "i See Have Come In On A Fascinating Moment In The Conversation." Eric Poked His Head Through The Curtain.

Black For Hunting Through The Night For Death And Mourning The Color's White Gold For A Bride In Her Wedding Gown And Red To Call The Enchantment Down White Silk When Our Bodies Burn Blue Banners When The Lost Return Flame For The Birth Of A Nephilim And To Wash Away Our Sins. Gray For The Knowledge Best Untold Bone For Those Who Don't Grow Old Saffron Lights The Victory March Green To Mend Our Broken Hearts Silver For The Demon Towers And Bronze To Summon Wicked Powers -shadowhunter Children's Rhyme

She Threw The Door Open. The Room Seemed To Be A Sort Of Library, The Walls Lined With Books. It Was Brightly Lit, Light Streaming Through A Tall Picture Window. In The Middle Of The Room Stood Jace. He Wasn't Alone, Though-not By A Long Shot. There Was A Dark-haired Girl With Him, A Girl Clary Had Never Seen Before, And The Two Of Them Were Locked Together In A Passionate Embrace

One Can Love Two Children. But Your Heart Can Be Given Romantic Love To Only A Single Other, Said Woolsey.