You asked me who I belong to. I belong to you.
Cassandra ClareMots clés clary-fray the-mortal-instruments tmi city-of-lost-souls sebastian-morgenstern cols
We had and incident. I took care of it."
"Really." Jace's voice dripped sarcasm. "Do you even know how to use that knife, Clarissa? Without poking a hole in yourself or any innocent bystanders?
Mots clés sarcasm jace clary-fray mortal-instruments
There are ways in which we’re so alike. We’re reckless. We don’t think before we act. We’ll do anything for people we love. And I never thought how scary that was for the people who loved me until I saw
Cassandra ClareMots clés clary-fray jace-wayland the-mortal-instruments tmi cassandra-clare jace-lightwood city-of-lost-souls jace-herondale cols
Hodge had given up a long time ago trying to live a better life or a different one;
all he wanted was not to be afraid, and so he was afraid all the time
Mots clés clary-fray city-of-glass hodge
Tell me you love me. Tell me you love me and will fight with me.
Cassandra ClareMots clés love fight clary-fray jonathon-morgernstern
Jace,” she said. “Why are you doing this to me?”
“Because you’re lying to me. And you’re lying to yourself.” Jace’s eyes were blazing, and even though his hands were stuffed into his pockets, she could see that they were knotted into fists.
Mots clés clary jace clary-fray jace-wayland the-mortal-instruments city-of-ashes jace-herondale clarissa-fray
Llegaste a mi vida y de repente tuve una verdad a la que aferrarme: que yo te amaba y tú me amabas.
Cassandra ClareMots clés love spanish jace clary-fray herondale
You said there was nothing in the world you wanted" The Queen's eyes glittered. "When you imagine your life without him, do you still feel the same?
Cassandra ClareMots clés clary-fray seelie-queen
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?
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There must have been something in her voice, because he turned to look at her. Her hand cracked across his face, a slap that rocked him back on his heels. He put his hand to his cheek, more in surprise than pain. "What the hell was that for?"
"The other ten percent,” she said.
Mots clés anger clary-fray jace-wayland
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