“I always liked you.
From the moment you first flipped me off.”
“Kitten,” he growled
roughly.
I kissed him softly, sliding my hands into his silky
locks, letting the pieces slide through my fingers. I tasted in him my own
rising desire, my own need and heartache. Thrilling. Frightening. I pulled back.
“Kitten,” he said
again, voice strained. “You don’t get to do that and then stop. That’s not how
it works.”
I stared at him, my
breath stalling in my lungs.
“Not when you’re
mine.” Daemon backed us up and slid down the wall, pulling me on his lap so I
was straddling him. “And you’re mine.”
“I'm too selfish to
leave you," I said. Noah pulled back so I could see his smile. "I'm
too selfish to let you.
“You can't hurt me the
way you think you can. But even if you could? I would rather die with the taste
of you on my tongue than live and never touch you again. I'm in love with you,
Mara. I love you. No matter what you do.”
“I didn't know I was
looking for anything until I saw you.”
“I'll kill for you,
give up everything i own for you...but i won't give you up.”
“People get over love.
They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again.
But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva.”
“You don’t want to finish our drinks?”
He took my hand, and pressed his lips against the inside of my wrist. “I’m already intoxicated.”
He took my hand, and pressed his lips against the inside of my wrist. “I’m already intoxicated.”
“Bliss, I don’t normally do things
like that. But I was second-guessing everything about coming here, and you were
everything I needed. I don’t
know how many times I’ve stopped myself from coming over here and knocking on your door. And yes, seeing you with Cade was definitely motivation, but more than that… I just like you, Bliss. As a teacher. As a person. As a guy.
know how many times I’ve stopped myself from coming over here and knocking on your door. And yes, seeing you with Cade was definitely motivation, but more than that… I just like you, Bliss. As a teacher. As a person. As a guy.
“I don't care," Clary said.
"He'd do it for me. Tell me he wouldn't. If I were missing-"
"He'd burn the whole world down till he could dig you out of the ashes. I know," Alec said.”
"He'd burn the whole world down till he could dig you out of the ashes. I know," Alec said.”
“Do you remember,” he said, “when we
first met and I told you I was ninety percent sure putting a rune on you
wouldn’t kill you—and you slapped me in the face and told me it was for the other
ten percent?” Clary nodded.
“I always figured a
demon would kill me,” he said. “A rogue Downworlder. A battle. But I realized
then that I just might die if I didn’t get to kiss you, and soon.” Clary licked
her dry lips. “Well, you did,” she said. “Kiss me, I mean.”
He reached up and took a curl of her hair between his fingers. He was close enough that she could feel the warmth of his body, smell his soap and skin and hair.
“Not enough,” he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. “If I kiss you all day every day for the rest of my life, it won’t be enough.
He reached up and took a curl of her hair between his fingers. He was close enough that she could feel the warmth of his body, smell his soap and skin and hair.
“Not enough,” he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. “If I kiss you all day every day for the rest of my life, it won’t be enough.
“Sleep,” he says. “I'll fight the bad
dreams off if they come to get you.” “With what?” “My bare hands, obviously.”
“We're all right, you know,' he says
quietly. 'You and me. Okay?' My chest aches, and I nod. 'Nothing else is all
right.' His whisper tickles my cheek. 'But we are.”
“You die, I die too.” Tobias looks
over his shoulder at me. “I asked you not to do this. You made your decision.
These are the repercussions.
“All I can do is look at him. Up
close, I get a better view; there's no denying the fact he is really, really
good-looking, in this rakish, edgy, badass, I-just-rolled-out-of-bed-and-screw-you-I-don't-need-a-mirror kind
of way.
“You're nothing like your
sister," he tells me. "She meant a lot to me, okay? It's true. But
the things I like about you have nothing to do with her. You - you are so
strong and stubborn it drives me crazy. You're the one going through all this
and you still put Laney first every time, instead of throwing yourself the pity
party we both know you deserve. You call me out on my shit, and I like that,
because sometimes I need someone to call me out on my shit. And you get Johnny
Cash, and you take these incredible photos, and everything about you makes me
hurt, in a good way, and it blows my mind that someone can be so amazing and
not even see it. ”
“You married me while I was
sleeping?" I asked in amazement. They sky was beginning to bruise with the
purple haze, and in it, I could see Chase's face glow a little deeper copper.
"You hit me for kissing you. It seemed in my best interest to marry you while you were passed out.”
"You hit me for kissing you. It seemed in my best interest to marry you while you were passed out.”
“Ember, you're the only piece of me I
have left. Everything else-my family, my home, my soul- they're all gone. I don't know who the hell I am
anymore. If it weren't for you... I don't know.”
“Good gracious, he was sexy—a word
that had not existed in my personal vocabulary until that moment. This guy was
sexy like it was his job or something.
“When I said I had no choice about
helping you, I meant it. There was no other option because you are the only
option. I don't trust anything at the moment. But the one thing I am sure of,
the one thing I do trust..." he paused for a fraction of a second,
"is the way I feel about you.
“I felt his other hand sear hot
against my cheek. He bent his head, and in a voice that Jack couldn’t hear,
said, “When you came down the stairs, and fell into me, that was the moment.”
Then his lips pressed against mine.”
Ahh, boys, what would I ever do without you? <3
