Never read the books. Watched the movie. It was interesting. I liked it but was kind of bummed Lena Headey didn't wake up.
This is COMPLETELY a result of MY BOREDOM!
Why the hell did they bring me here. I know I should be grateful that I wasn't left to be groped by Valentine's men but at least Luke should know mundanes can never help me. Valentine. He isn't gone. He never is. But the lies he spoke. I hope they don't believe him. The boy Jace has too much life to be my son. My son. The one he ruined whilst still in my womb. The one he turned into a demon. The one that made me bleed. The one whose eyes were blacker than poppy seeds and just- empty. Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern. Where could he possibly be? The boy Jace. I knew his family too. He was also Jonathan Christopher but he was a true Herondale.
"How is she doing?" Simon asked Clary.
"She's stable." Clary replied.
No Duh. Why wouldn't I be. Luke was right. She was ready. I should have told her. Then maybe I wouldn't be stuck here in this hospital room that smells like sh** and sick people.
What day is it? How long has it been? Magnus Bane!
She opened her eyes and strangled him against the wall.
"Where the hell have you been?!" She demanded.
"And that is exactly why I never liked children of the nephilim." Magnus Bane gasped.