Tessa is gone, and every moment she is gone is a knife ripping me apart from the inside. She is gone, and they cannot track her, and I have no idea where to go or what to do next, and the only person I can imagine speaking my agony to is the one person who cannot know.

“Magnus had been alive hundreds of years himself, and yet the simplest things co…”

“Who cares if you have a girlfriend, anyway?""I care," Simon said gloomily. "Pre…”

“He took something out of his jacket and handed it to her. It was a long thin da…”

“I don't know how I could sleep at night, not knowing I was surrounded by a thou…”