Where there is love, there is often also hate. They can exist side by side.

“You and your name dropping he said, I knew Michael, I knew Sammael. The angel G…”

“Will moved to object, but it was too late; Henry had already pressed the button…”

“Don't you hate it? Not ever saying how you really feel?”

“I don’t want to be Nephilim,” said Jace. “I want to be something else. Stronger…”