Jace: “There is no pretending,” Jace said with absolute clarity. “I love you, and I will love you until I die and if there’s a life after that, I’ll love you then.”
Clary: “I love you, Jace Wayland—Herondale—Lightwood—whatever you want to call yourself. I don’t care. I love you and I will always love you, and pretending it could be any other way is just a waste of time.”
Via Fuck Yeah, The Herondale Boys!
Because they are Herondales and they don’t like ducks.
I love these - really, really great idea. (Now I kinda want a set of them…)
Via Fuck Yeah, The Herondale Boys!
Both this and the duck arts from earlier would make amazing T-Shirts, wouldn’t they?
(Source: inamorataofbooks)
The love that moves the sun and all the other stars.
-The Mortal Instruments City of Lost Souls
(chapter 1)(part 1 )
She held the image of him in her mind in that moment as if she were memorizing it- the tangled golden hair, the shadows cast by his lashes, the rings of darker gold inside the light amber of his eyes. “I’ll be right back,” she said. She squeezed his hand. “Five minutes.
Thank you.
It’s a thank you for everything you have given your readers by creating the world of the Shadowhunters – the ones hunting in New York, London, Alicante and not to forget, each and every town and city in the world (because this is where your readers live). Your stories continue to…
Thanks Cassie!
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Who knows? Books? Quotes? Music? Sports? Created this on a whim, will probably post on a whim.. Maybe not at all. Time will tell I suppose.
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