Clockwork Princess (The Infernal Devices Book 3)

by Cassandra Clare

I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

even if I had not known your feelings, but being certain that you love her as I do—Will, I trust you above all,

Cool im crying now

“If there is a life after this one,” he said, “let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.” “There will be other lives.” Jem held his hand

Find her, Will, and tell her that I loved her always. My blessing, for all that it is worth, is on you both.”

My heart is breaking

And you should not be out and about in your nightgown. There are Lightwoods wandering these halls.”

Lmaooo

“Wear it always. It will warn you when demons are coming,” Will said. “It will help keep you safe,

I wonder if he believes she will follow him anyway and is giving this to her for her safety if she does

But surely she would know, be able to feel it, if anything like that had happened to Jem or to Will? She was so conscious of them both as pieces of her heart.

you wouldn’t know if either of them were dead, those pretty Shadowhunter boys you like so much.

He looked down at his hands now, with the memory of those hands laid over them.

Really, did all these people have to be out and about in the middle of a Wednesday, cluttering up the roads?

Literally my fam when we walk lola and other ppl are out walking too

“A very magnanimous statement, Gideon,” said Magnus. “I’m Gabriel.”

Lmaooo i love Magnus

He reached out for her, and she for him. Their hands closed on each other’s, and for a moment they stood smiling, and her fingers were warm in his.

her face as her feet slipped and she tilted toward the edge of the cliff. Her hands tore out of his, and suddenly he was reaching for air as she fell away from him,

Oh shit its ike what actually happened

He wished he could take her somewhere befitting a lady of her station—the shops of Burlington Arcade or Piccadilly, not these dark, close streets.

He’s got such a crush

He found himself wanting to write poetry about how her blue eyes were like starlight and her hair like night,

Tatiana had rather frightened him off poetry as it was.

DEAD

stacked bracelets made of human teeth. “Oh, dear,” said Cecily. “How decidedly unpleasant.”

I kinda love her

Both Cecily and Gabriel leaned over the counter. Just below the edge of it was the top of the head of a small man.

Oh my godddd I’m imaging the goblins from hp

Gabriel as the glamour peeled away—a satyr.

Ok nvm we’re in the centaur vicinity then

“Your Marks, sir, are clearly visible on your hands and throat,” he said, as if talking to a child, “and as for the girl, she looks just like her brother.”

“How would you know my brother?” Cecily demanded, her voice rising.

Oh Cece everyone knows Will he gets around

but another map showed continents he had never seen before—and what was the Silver Sea? The Thorn Mountains? What sort of country had a purple sky?

Ooooo multiverse?!

I see it, but it is not ugly. It is just another beautiful part of the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.”

I LOVE HIM

“You know,” Cecily said, “you really didn’t have to throw that man through the window.”

Lmaooo not what I expected

“He was an Unseelie Court faerie. One of the nasty ones.”

“And I do think it was excessive to hurl him into the canal.” “He’ll float.” The corners of Cecily’s mouth twitched. “It was very wrong.”

Oh my goddddddd hahahaha

Surely the Shadowhunter community must honor you and hold you in high esteem as a gentleman who has truly advanced their race.”

I love Magnus hyping Henry!!! Its so wholesome

Magnus looked at Henry for a long thoughtful moment. “It is something that I can do,” he declared, and drew the stack of papers toward him.

Theyre about to become the dream team

but her angel, her clockwork angel, had grown somehow to the size of a living human being and was hovering over her,

Turns out she just died lmao

the disease had made her more beautiful before it killed her—made her pale and slender, and flushed her face with a hectic rosy glow.

Damn nothing like womens beauty standards since the dawn of time lmao

Wo ai ni, Tessa.

OMG I KNOW WHT THISS MEANS NOW SINCE I JOINED REDNOTE IT MEANS I LOVE YOU TESSA :')

though when she did reach to touch him, he was burning up with fever and snatched his hand away with a cry.

:'(

His irises were such a pale silver that they were nearly white. “Will?” he said. “Will, is that you?”

EVERYTIME HE SAYS THIS I WANNA CRY

contracted once into fists—and then relaxed. “I—am glad.” “You miss him,” Sophie said. Jem nodded slowly.

a cord inside me pulled very, very tightly. I did not expect that. We have not been apart since we became parabatai.”

My baby heart :(

Will is easy to love, and he has given her his whole heart. I can see it. I hope she will not break it.”

There had been many times in these past months when she’d regretted that she had ever had a bad thought about Will Herondale,

Sophie alone, she thought, knew that Tessa called out for Will sometimes when she slept;

Bro STOP

“Is it true, then?” “Is what true?” she asked him in a small voice, but she knew what the question would be, and she could not lie to Jem.

I can’t decide if he’s referencing Tessa loving Will back? Or Sophie having shadowhunter blood? (I think it’s the latter)

On the other side of the path, the road fell away dramatically into a ravine full of sharp rocks. The distant water of a muddy stream glinted faintly at the ravine’s bottom.

TESSA DOWN THERE

With new resolve he strode toward Balios and swung himself up into the saddle.

Noooo Will shes in the ravine babyyyy

I know I gave Will my permission, but I want everyone to cease looking now, Charlotte. It is over.”

Jem please wtf

We are not our parents, Gabriel. We do not have to carry the burden of their choices or their sins.

“Oh, not a friend. Not exactly.” Woolsey Scott

What the hell is he doing here

when a sharp, stabbing pain shot through his chest. It felt like being shot with an arrow, and Will jerked back.

Noooo :(

The cord snapped. For a moment everything went white,

:(((

Will jackknifed to his knees, vomiting up his supper into the mud.

In the dim light that spilled from the inn, he could see that his parabatai rune, just over his heart, was bleeding.

Did they really think they could hurt him, after what he had lost?

The thought of it seemed like an enormous relief—all pain gone, all responsibility gone, a simple submersion in death and forgetting.