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
views people peculiar
While the Clave disapproves of trespassers, oddly they take an even darker view of beheading and skinning people. They're peculiar that way.
eye hair blue
Black hair and blue eyes are my favorite combination.
faces said staring
You're staring at me," Simon said. "Why are you staring at me? Have I got something on my face?
mom sometimes breathe
Well, you know, your mom gets like this sometimes," Simon said. "Like when she breathes in or out.
past people watches
The only time people turned to watch her go by was when she hurtled past them as she fell.
night knives giving
Hi, I'm one of the knife-carrying hooligans you met last night in Pandemonium? I'm afraid I made a bad impression and was hoping you'd give me a chance to make it up to-" "SIMON!
mom sleep age
What?” Simon looked alarmed. ”I‘m not really sleeping with your mom, you know. I was just trying to get your attention. Not that your mom isn’t a very attractive woman for her age.
mom sleep bones
Meanwhile,” Simon added, “I wanted to tell you that lately I‘ve been cross-dressing. Also, I‘m sleeping with your mom. I thought you should know.
golden werewolf retrievers
I'm a werewolf, not a golden retriever." (Luke/Lucian)
jace said
This is bad," said Jace. "You said that before." "It seemed worth repeating.
rip should-have clothes
If you wanted to rip my clothes off, you should have asked." (Jace Wayland)
shells want cracks
There was something about Jace, though, that made her want to push him, crack that shell of cynicism and make him admit her believed something, felt something, cared about anythinng at all.
forever easy ifs
If there was one thing she was learning from all this, it was how easy it was to lose everything you had always thought you'd have forever.
mother eye cutting
He cut her off with brutal precision. "And one last thing." His eyes flicked toward the door, through which Jace, Alec, and Isabelle had disappeared. "Keep in mind that when your mother fled from the Shadow World, it wasn't the monsters she was hiding from. Not the warlocks, the wolf-men, the Fair Folk, not even the demons themselves. It was them. It was the Shadowhunters.