Behind every legend there is truth, beyond our world her journey begins
His palms smooth down her back. He can feel her breathing against him; a gasp in between kisses. Her thin fingers are in his hair, on the back of his neck, tangling gently, and he remembers the medianox flower and the first time he saw it and thought: here is something too beautiful to properly belong in this world.
I need you.
You understand me? Don’t come home!
City of Bones (2013)“It means ‘Shadowhunters: looking better in black than the widows of our enemies since 1234”
“I love you, Jace Wayland—Herondale—Lightwood—whatever you want to call yourself. I don’t care. I love you and I will always love you, and pretending it could be any other way is just a waste of time.”