Clockwork Angel (The Infernal Devices, #1)

by Cassandra Clare

The demon exploded in a shower of ichor and guts. William Herondale jerked back the dagger he was holding, but it was too late. The viscous acid of the demon’s blood had already begun to eat away at the shining blade.

Omg we are so back

He frowned in annoyance—it was much less fun showing off without Jem to show off to.

There are gay people here

But this girl—she was stabbed, repeatedly. And I don’t think it was here, either. There simply isn’t enough blood in the alley. I think she was attacked elsewhere, and she dragged herself here to die of her injuries.”

Is this fucking Jack the Ripper

If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?

twelve year old me reaxing this

Her hair was the color of ditch water,

This is so fucking cunty and rude LMFAO

It had taken weeks, and the first time she had Changed, it had been so blindingly painful that she’d vomited and passed out. When she’d woken, she’d been lying on one of the moldering chaises in the Dark Sisters’ rooms, a damp towel being sponged across her face. Mrs. Black had been leaning down over her, her breath as bitter as vinegar, her eyes alight. “You did well today, Theresa,” she had said. “Very well.”

Oh shi-

The front of her dress was splotched with blood, but there was no pain. She knew it was not her blood; it wasn’t the first time this had happened.

This fucking rips idc idc (i have touched down into ediville)

There had been a night on the Main, as they’d passed Newfoundland,

CANADA MENTIONED

“I tried to love you. But it isn’t easy to love a child that isn’t human in the least….” “Not human?” said an unfamiliar female voice. “Well, if she isn’t human, Enoch, what is she?” The voice sharpened in impatience. “What do you mean, you don’t know? Everyone’s something. This girl can’t be nothing at all….”

Heart!

“As it is the job of the human police to protect the citizenry of this city from one another, it is our job to protect them from demons and other supernatural dangers.

:(

“I hope not. I intend to marry Agatha myself. She may be a thousand years old, but she makes an incomparable jam tart. Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal.”

Me talking about Strega Nona

but a midget

Oh! That's not-

“I say we sell her to the Gypsies

Oh my god???

you know how foreigners are. Not really trustworthy and basically selfish and lazy.

This is crazy guys

“And Will. Handsome enough, but behaves like a lunatic half the time; it’s as if he were brought up by savages.

Jesus fucking christ