Oh, I can never get enough," he said. "Which, incidentally, is what your sister said to me when-"
The carriage door flew open. A hand shot out, grabbed Will by the back of the shirt, and hauled him inside.
Stichwörter: will-herondale clockwork-angel jem-carstairs the-infernal-devices gabriel-lightwood
When Will says 'enterprising', he means 'morally deficient.'"
"No, I mean enterprising," said Will. "When I mean morally deficient, I say, 'Now, that's something I would have done.
Stichwörter: will-herondale clockwork-angel the-infernal-devices
This...this...thing?"
"A parsnip?" Jem suggested
"A parsnip planted in satan's own garden," said Will. He glanced about. "I dont suppose there's a dog I could feed it to?"
"There dont seem to be any pets about," Jem-who loved animals, even the inglorious and ill-tempered Church-observed.
"Probably all poisened by parsnips," said Will.
Stichwörter: funny-as-hell will-herondale jem-carstairs parsnips
You don’t sound very patriotic,” observed Tessa.
“Weren’t you just reminiscing about the mountains?”
“Patriotic?” Will looked smug.
“I’ll tell you what’s patriotic,” he said.
“In honor of my birthplace, I’ve the dragon of Wales tattooed on my—”
“You’re in a charming temper, aren’t you, William?” interrupted Jem,
though there was no edge to his voice.
Stichwörter: will-herondale tessa-gray tid
If love is great, then it is worth fighting for.”
“What if it is immoral somehow? Forbidden?”
“Forbidden? But my father’s love for my mother was forbidden, or at least against the law. Or do mean if she is married, or a vampire?”
“Or a married vampire.”
“Well, nevertheless,” Will said, with a grin. “One should fight on. Love conquers all.”
Will and Jem
Stichwörter: love will-herondale jem-carstairs the-infernal-devices
Will looked at him curiously. “Do you think you will see me again?” At the change in Jem’s expression, he added, “I mean, is there a chance for me? To have another life after this, a better one?”
As Jem opened his mouth to answer, a rustling came from beneath their feet. Just as they both looked down, a tentacle shot from the surface of the river, wrapped itself around Jem’s ankle, and yanked him beneath the surface of the water. Will bolted to his feet with his blade in hand; the water was still boiling where the creature’s tentacles were thrashing wildly, indicating that Jem was getting some good blows in. Will’s heart pounded, firing blood and the call of battle through his veins.
“Hell,” he said. “Just when it was getting interesting, too,” and he leaped into the water after his friend.
Stichwörter: will-herondale jem-carstairs the-infernal-devices
His blue eyes were very dark...Will's were the colour of the sky just on the edge of the night...
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: will-herondale tessa-gray
I love your name. I love the sound of it
Cassandra ClareStichwörter: will-herondale
I am not a certified idiot—"
"Lack of certification hardly proves intelligence," Will muttered.
Stichwörter: will-herondale gabriel-lightwood clockwork-princess
Father . . . ," Gabriel began. "Father is a worm."
Will gave a short laugh. He was in gear as if he had just come from the practice room, and his hair curled damply against his temples. He was not looking at Tessa, but she had grown used to that. Will hardly ever looked at her unless he had to. "It's good to see you've come round to our view of things, Gabriel, but this is an unusual way of announcing it."
Gideon shot Will a reproachful look before turning back to his brother. "What do you mean, Gabriel? What did Father do?"
Gabriel shook his head. "He's a worm," he said again, tonelessly.
"I know. He has brought shame on the name of Lightwood, and lied to both of us. He shamed and destroyed our mother. But we need not be like him."
Gabriel pulled away from his brother's grip, his teeth suddenly flashing in an angry scowl. "You're not listening to me," he said. "He's a worm. A worm. A bloody great serpentlike thing. Since Mortmain stopped sending the medicine, he's been getting worse. Changing. Those sores upon his arms, they started to cover him. His hands, his neck, h-his face . . ." Gabriel's green eyes sought Will. "It was the pox, wasn't it? You know all about it, don't you? Aren't you some sort of expert?"
"Well, you needn't act as if I invented it," said Will. "Just because I believed it existed. There are accounts of it—old stories in the library—
Stichwörter: will-herondale gabriel-lightwood clockwork-princess gideon-lightwood
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