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“If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl,' I'm going to kill you."
"Who's Magnus?" Max inquired.
"He's a warlock," said Alec.
"A sexy, sexy warlock," Isabelle told Max, ignoring Alec's look of total fury.
"But warlocks are bad," protested Max, looking baffled.
"Exactly," said Isabelle.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“Simon rolled his eyes. “It’s a good thing we know the person who’s dating Magnus Bane,â€� he said. “Otherwise, I get the feeling we’d all just lie around all the time wondering what the hell to do next. Or trying to raise the money to hire him by selling lemonade or something.â€�
Alec looked merely irritated by this comment. “The only way you could raise enough money to hire Magnus by selling lemonade is if you put meth in it.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“You're pining," said Jace.
Alec shrugged. "Look who's talking. 'oh I love her. Oh, she's my sister. Oh why, why, whyâ€�”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“A parabatai. Like he was. And Jace knew, too, what that faded rune meant: a parabatai whose other half was dead. He felt his sympathy leap toward Brother Zachariah, as he imagined himself without Alec, with only that faded rune to remind him where once he had been bonded to someone who knew all the best and worst parts of his soul.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Did it never strike your mind that what every woman says, some women may feel?”
― Thomas Hardy, Tess of the D’Urbervilles

“Where's Magnus?" he said. AS he looked toward the kitchen, Clary saw a bruise on his jaw, below his ear, about the size of a thumbprint.
"Alec!" Magnus came skidding into the living room and blew a kiss to his boyfriend across the room. Having discarded his slippers, he was barefoot now. His cat's eyes shone as he looked at Alec.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“I think,â€� Jace said, “that you don’t want to tell your secrets, so you decided to break up with Alec because...”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Wait." Isabelle suddenly sat up straight. "What did you say that name was?" she demanded, turning to Jace. "The name in Clary's head."
"I didn't," said Jace. "At least, I didn't finish it. It's Magnus Bane." He grinned at Alec mockingly. "Rhymes with 'overcareful pain in the ass.'"
Alec muttered a retort into his coffee. It rhymed with something that sounded a lot more like "ducking glass mole." Clary smiled inwardly.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“So I'm your first ever Shadowhunter, huh?" Alec said when they separated at last.
"You're my first so many things, Alec Lightwood.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“I'm seven hundred years old, Alexander. I know when something isn't going to work. You won't even admit I exist to your parents."
Alec stared at him. "I thought you were three hundred! You're seven huundred years old?"
"Well," Magnus amended, "eight hundred. But I dont look it. Anyway, you're missing the point. The point is-"
But Alec never found out what the point was because at that moment a dozen more Iblis demons flooded into the square. He felt his jaw drop. "Damn it."
Magnus followed his gaze. the demons were already fanning out into a half circle around them, their yellow eyes glowing. "Way to change the subject, Lightwood.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“But Clary never found out what it wasn't, because there was a cry of "Jace!" and Alec appeared, breathless from pushing his way through the crowd to get them. His dark hair was a mess and there was blood on his clothes, but his eyes were bright with a mixture of relief and anger. He grabbed Jace by the front of his jacket. "What happened to you?"
Jace looked affronted. "What happened to me?"
Alec looked at him, not lightly. "You said you were going for a walk! What kind of walk takes six hours?"
"A long one?" Jace suggested.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“Emma’s gaze went from Alec to Jace, curious. “Do you worry about him?â€� she asked Alec, surprising a laugh out of him.

“All the time,â€� he said. “Jace could get himself killed putting his pants on in the morning. Being his parabatai is a full-time job.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Happy birthday, Alexander," Magnus murmured.
"Thanks for remembering," Alec whispered back.”
― Cassandra Clare, What to Buy the Shadowhunter Who Has Everything

“Isabelle was holding an umbrella. It was clear plastic, decorated with decals of colorful flowers. It was one of the girliest things Simon had ever seen, and he didn’t blame Alec for ducking out from under it and taking his chances with the rain.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“If Jace was gold, catching the light and the attention, Alec was silver: so used to everyone else looking at Jace that that was where he looked too, so used to living in Jace’s shadow that he didn’t expect to be seen. Maybe it was enough to be the first person to tell Alec that he was worth being seen ahead of anyone in a room, and of being looked at longest.
And silver, though few people knew it, was a rarer metal than gold.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Course of True Love [and First Dates]

“Oh, I'm good. Seriously, after all these years, you'd think I would stop amazing myself. But here I am, still doing it.”
― James Dashner, The Kill Order

“Oh, this beast? It's...perspicacious loris. 'Perspicacious' meaning 'wise or canny'."
"Get stuffed," Bovril said, then giggled.
"And it insults people," Telsa said. "How peculiar.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Goliath

“Parabatai" said Jace. "It means a pair of warriors who fight together - who are closer than brothers. Alec is more than justmy best friend.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“The posters bore the words WITH THE PASSING YEARS COMES...IMPOTENCE! Magnus found himself staring at the posters with a sort of absent horror. He looked at Alec and found that Alec could not tear his eyes away either. He wondered if Alec was aware that Magnus was three hundred years old and whether Alec was considering exactly how impotent one might become after that much time.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Course of True Love [and First Dates]

“Alec would have said he could have benefited from a bit more in the way of constructive cowardice.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“I didn't say he was dating you," he said, "but funny that you knew just what I meant, isn't it?"
"We're not dating," Alec said again.
"Oh?" Magnus said. "So you're just that friendly with everybody, is that it?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“What kind of world has this become?"
"A really sick one”
― James Dashner, The Kill Order

“Alec licked his spoon, then set it on the table and popped his drink open. "Okay, I may be breaking some kind of girl bonding rule or something, but can I offer you a guy's perspective on this?"

I frowned, my spoon halfway to my mouth. "Is this gonna make me want to hit you?"

He shrugged. "Maybe. But it's the truth. Here goes: kissing back is an instinct. Unless the girl smells like a sewer or has tentacles feeling you up independently, a guy's first instinct is to kiss back. That's how it works. What's important is how long that kissing back lasted. So...how long?”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Steal

“You have a knack for trying to get yourself killed!”
― James Dashner, The Kill Order

“Alec surprised Magnus and the werewolf both by breaking away and lunging at Marcy. Whatever he had been planning, it didn’t work: this time the werewolf’s swipe caught him full in the chest. Alec went flying into a hot pink wall decorated with gold glitter. He hit a mirror set into the wall and decorated with curling gold fretwork with enough force to crack the glass across.
“Oh, stupid Shadowhunters,â€� Magnus moaned under his breath. But Alec used his own body hitting the wall as leverage, rebounding off the wall and up, catching a sparkling chandelier and swinging, then dropping down as lightly as a leaping cat and crouching to attack again in one smooth movement. “Stupid, sexy Shadowhunters.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Course of True Love [and First Dates]

“Sister, they send you out for one and you bring back two... and a half. Such a clever girl.”
― Stephenie Meyer, New Moon

“You’re going to make me love you, aren’t you?â€� He doesn’t even falter, in step or breath. He says only, “I’m sure going to try.”
― Ivy Owens, Scandalized

“Anyway, so here I am, wandering LA, doing absolutely nothing, letting this problem fester. Retracing our steps the past two weeks and wondering how on earth it is that I could fall in love in a matter of days. But I did. In fact, I think I fell in love in a matter of minutes, with the woman sitting opposite me at a hotel bar. She was exhausted but mesmerizing, wearing a red dress and nothing else.”
― Ivy Owens, Scandalized

“Well, do they?â€� he asks, finally, grinning.

“Do they what?�

“Taste like sugar.�

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― Ivy Owens, Scandalized

“Oliver is my son too,â€� I was afraid and rightly so. What if Alec banned me from seeing my boys? I was an absent parent, an absent mother. Somehow that seemed worse. I was fully prepared for the judgemental opinions of others which would no doubt be lobbied at me the moment everyone knew I was back. But I had refused to entertain the thought Alec would stop me from seeing our boys. I had abandoned them but I hadn’t stopped loving them. Not a day went by without them being the first thing on my mind when I woke up and the last thing I thought about before going to sleep. I was probably the worst mother alive but I bloody loved my boys, and heaven help anyone who called my love into question.”
― K. Carr, Home