Cassandra Clare
Cassandra Clare
Judith Rumelt, better known by her pen name Cassandra Clare, is an American author of young adult fiction, best known for her bestselling series The Mortal Instruments...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth27 July 1973
CityTehran, Iran
CountryUnited States of America
princess hair knives
There was a small wooden gazebo built out over the water; Isabelle was sitting in it, staring out across the lake. She looked like a princess in a fairy tale, waiting at the top of her tower for someone to ride up and rescue her. Not that traditional princess behavior 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.
kosher hard
Are you going to wolf out and eat me now?" "Certainly not, you'd be stringy and hard to digest." "But kosher." "I'll be sure to point any Jewish lycanthropes in your direction.
valentine love-you believe
Jace looked as if she had slapped him. "Why are you determined not to believe us?" "Because she loves you," said Valentine. Clary felt the blood drain out of her face.
sometimes love-someone right-thing
Doing the right thing because you love someone sucks sometimes.
idiot call-me
Is that why you didn't call me? Because I'm an idiot?
punishing-yourself how-you-feel way
Why do you do these things to yourself? Not just what you did to the window, but the way you talked to Clary. What are you punishing yourself for? You can't help how you feel.
feelings stills knows
Because you told me you don't have feelings for me anymore, and you see, that's very akward, because I still have them for you. And I bet you know it.
wish sometimes disappear
You disappear so completely into your head sometimes," he said. "I wish I could follow you.
insulting nicknames jace
With Jace, you don't really get to choose your insulting nickname.
matter being-true let-me
It doesn't matter how many times you say it. It'll still be true.' 'And it doesn't matter what you won't let me say, that'll still be true too.
fighting truck mack
Then again, it was Jace. He'd pick a fight with a Mack truck if the urge took him.
confused innocence harmlessness
They confused beauty with innocence and harmlessness.
summer lying book
Kissing Simon was pleasant. It was a gentle sort of pleasant, like lying in a hammock on a summer day with a book and a glass of lemonade
truck factories booksellers
That's your truck parked up by the factory isn't it?" Magnus pointed. "It's awfully butch for a bookseller.