simon-lewis

Goodness, that stuff rips like paper,_ she exclaimed, reaching to pull her tank top off. She was halfway through the action when the door opened and Alec walked into the room.__zzy, are you__ he began. His eyes flew wide, and he backed up fast enough to smack his head into the wall behind him. __hat is he doing here?__sabelle tugged her tank top back down and glared at her brother. __ou don__ knock now?___t__t__ my bedroom!_ Alec spluttered. He seemed to be deliberately trying not to look at Izzy and Simon, who were indeed in a very compromising position.

Simon: So were you following me? Or is it just an amazing coincidence that you happened to be on the roof of a building I was walking by when I got attacked?Jace: I was following you.Simon: Is this the part where you tell me you're secretly in love with me?

He thought of his remembrance of Jordan, thought of how it hurt to even look at Isabelle and Clary. Without memory, they were lost. And nobody wanted someone they loved to be lost.

As long as Simon didn__ think about the past, the past couldn__ hurt him. But, increasingly, he couldn__ help himself.There was too much pleasure in the pain.

Without memory, they were lost. And nobody wanted someone they loved to be lost.

And she wept as well for the others lost in the Dark War, and she wept for her mother and the loss she had endured, and she wept for Emma and the Blackthorns, remembering how they had fought back tears when she had told them that she had seen Mark in the tunnels of Faerie, and how he belonged to the Hunt now, and she wept for Simon and the hole in her heart where he had been, and the she would miss him every day until she died, and she wept for herself and the changes that had been wrought in her, because sometimes even change for the better felt like a little death.

Sometimes people get taken away from you whether you want it or not. And sometimes that hurts so much, it might be easier to forget.

Because', she said, 'your problems are not real problems. You're dating two beautiful girls at once. Think about it. That's like...having rock-star problems.''Having rock-star problems may be the closest I ever get to being an actual rock star.

You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.

Too much of anything could destroy you, Simon thought. Too much darkness could kill, but too much light could blind.

You shouldn't do that. Not to your child. You should-carry your own burdens.

I was trying to make you jealous!" Simon screamed, right back. His hands were fisted at his sides. "You're so stupid, Clary. You're so stupid, can't you see anything?"She stared at him in bewilderment. What on earth did he mean? "Trying to make me jealous? Why would you try to do that?"She saw immediately that this was the worst thing she could have asked him."Because," he said, so bitterly that it shocked her, "I've been in love with you for ten years, so I thought it seemed like the time to find out whether you felt the same about me. Which, I guess you don't.

For the first time, he looked at her, and she wasn__ a stranger, she was Clary__is friend. His family. The girl he__ sworn always to protect. The girl he loved as fiercely as he loved himself.

Simon__ love life was complicated, but there was a pang, just for a moment, for this woman talking graphic novels with him. Ah, well. Tessa Gray, foxy nerd, was probably dating someone already.

Clary made fun of him about his new look; but, then, Clary found everything about Simon's love life borderline hilarious.

If I feel the urge to burst into flames, I'll let you know," Simon was getting fed up. "Look, did you actually ask me to come all the way uptown just so you could stare at me like I'm something in a petrie dish? Next time I'll send you a photo.""And I'll frame it and put it on my nightstand," Jace said, but he didn't sound as if his heart was in the sarcasm. "Look, I asked you here for a reason, not to stare at you. Much as I hate to admit it, vampire, we have something in common.""Totally awesome hair?" Simon suggested

Bitten? You mean you're a-""A werewolf," said the girl. "Like everyone else here. Except you, and the asshole. And the asshole's sister.

Izzy, are you__ he began. His eyes flew wide, and he backed up fast enough to smack his head into the wall behind him. __hat is he doing here?__sabelle tugged her tank top back down and glared at her brother. __ou don__ knock now?___t__t__ my bedroom!_ Alec spluttered. He seemed to be deliberately trying not to look at Izzy and Simon, who were indeed in a very compromising position. Simon rolled quickly off Isabelle, who sat up, brushing herself off as if for lint. Simon sat up more slowly, trying to hold the torn edges of his shirt together. __hy are all my clothes on the floor?_ Alec said.__ was trying to find something for Simon to wear,_ Isabelle explained. __aureen put him in leather pants and a puffy shirt because he was being her romance-novel slave.___e was being her what?___er romance-novel slave,_ Isabelle repeated, as if Alec were being particularly dense.Alec shook his head as if he were having a bad dream. __ou know what? Don__ explain. Just__ut your clothes on, both of you.