Love does make liars out of your kind.City of Ashes
Oooh, that was fun."
“That does it,” said Jace. “I’m going to get you a dictionary for Christmas this year.”
“Why?” Isabelle said.
“So you can look up ‘fun.’ I’m not sure you know what it means.
How did you get Magnus to let Jace leave?"
“Traded him for Alec,” Clary said.
Isabelle looked mildly alarmed. “Not permanently?”
“No,” said Jace. “Just for a few hours. Unless I don’t come back,” he added thoughtfully. “In which case, maybe he does get to keep Alec. Think of it as a lease with an option to buy.”
Isabelle looked dubious. “Mom and Dad won’t be pleased if they find out.”
“That you freed a possible criminal by trading away your brother to a warlock who looks like a gay Sonic the Hedgehog and dresses like the Child Catcher from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?” Simon inquired. “No, probably not.
Not that traditional princess behaviour was like Isabelle at all. Isabelle with her whip and boots and knives would chop anyone who tried to pen her up in a tower into pieces, build a bridge out of the remains, and walk carelessly to freedom, her hair looking fabulous the entire time.City of Ashes
…A vampire might attack you, if you entered its domain, but a faerie could make you dance until you died with your legs ground down into stumps, trick you into a midnight swim and drag you screaming underwater until your lungs burst, fill your eyes with faerie dust until you gouged them out at the roots—"
“Jace!” Clary snapped, cutting him off mid-rant. “Shut up. Jesus. That’s enough.
Alec’s hand slid up Jace’s arm to his shoulder. Magnus cleared his throat. Alec dropped his hand, red-faced, while Simon grinned into his undrunk coffee.City of Ashes
Is he all right?"
“I don’t know,” Magnus said. “Does he normally just lie on the floor like that without moving?”
“What—,” Alec began, and broke off as Magnus laughed. “That’s not funny.”
“You’re so easy to tease. And yes, your friend is just fine. Well, except that he keeps putting all my things away and trying to clean up. Now I can’t find anything. He’s compulsive.
He looked up at the warlock, dazed and dizzy. “What are you doing here?”
Magnus grinned down at Jace, and his teeth sparkled like sharpened diamonds.
“Hey, roommate,” he said.
"Is he dead?" he inquired. "He looks dead."
“No,” snapped Maryse. “He’s not dead.”
“Have you checked? I could kick him if you want.” Magnus moved toward Jace.
“Stop that!” the Inquisitor snapped, sounding like Clary’s third-grade teacher demanding that she stop doodling on her desk with a marker.
How awfully convenient for you, regardless. And for him. He won’t have to worry about you spilling his secrets."
“Yeah,” Jace said, “he’s terrified I’ll tell everyone that he’s always really wanted to be a ballerina.” The Inquisitor simply stared at him. “I don’t know any of my father’s secrets,” he said, less sharply. “He never told me anything.
She thought of Jace at the Hunter’s Moon, covered in blood. With his teeth bared in snarling anger, he’d looked more like a werewolf himself than a Shadowhunter charged with protecting humans and keeping Downworlders in line.City of Ashes
…Valentine was one of the most arrogant and disrespectful men I’ve ever met. I suppose he brought you up to be just like him."
“Yes,” Jace said, unable to help himself, “I was trained to be an evil mastermind from a young age. Pulling wings off flies, poisoning the earth’s water supply— I was covering that stuff in kindergarten. I guess we’re all just lucky my father faked his own death before he got to the raping and pillaging part of my education, or no one would be safe.
The Inquisitor moved toward Jace like drifting gray smoke. She stopped in front of him and held out a hand— long-fingered and white, it reminded him of an albino spider.City of Ashes
"You have something on your neck," he observed.
Alec’s hand flew to his throat. “What?”
“Looks like a bite mark,” said Jace. “What have you been doing all day, anyway?”
“Nothing.” Beet red, his hand still clamped to his neck, Alec started down the corridor. Jace followed him. “I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head.”
“And ran into a vampire?”
“What? No! I fell.”
“On your neck?” Alec made a noise, and Jace decided the issue was clearly better dropped.
"…However, there is something you should have. Something every Shadowhunter should have."
“An obnoxious, arrogant attitude?” Simon said.
“A stele,” said Luke.