In The End It Was Shadowhunting They

He Was Will, In All His Perfect Imperfection; Will, Whose Heart Was As Easy To Break As It Was Carefully Guarded; Will, Who Loved Not Wisely But Entirely And With Everything He Had.

Somebody's Girlfriend," She Said. "somebody's Sister, Somebody's Daughter. All These Things I Never Knew I Was Before, And I Still Don't Really Know What I Am.

I Thought Perhaps That When You Told Me You Did Not Love Me That My Own Feelings Would Fall Away And Atrophy, But They Have Not. They Have Grown Every Day. I Love You Now More Desperately, This Moment, Than I Have Ever Loved You Before, And In An Hour I Will Love You More Than That

Keep Up," Said An Irritable Voice In Her Ear. It Was Jace, Who Had Dropped Back To Walk Beside Her. "i Don't Want To Have To Keep Looking Behind Me To Make Sure Nothing's Happened To You." "so Don't Bother." "last Time I Left You Alone, A Demon Attacked You," He Pointed Out. "well, I'd Certainly Hate To Interrupt Your Pleasant Night Stroll With My Sudden Death." He Blinked. "there Is A Fine Line Between Sarcasm And Outright Hostility, And You Seem To Have Crossed It.

Remember When You Tried To Convince Me To Feed A Poultry Pie To The Mallards In The Park To See If You Could Breed A Race Of Cannibal Ducks?" "they Ate It Too," Will Reminisced. "bloodthirsty Little Beasts. Never Trust A Duck.