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"Not much had changed at Magnus's since the first time Jace had been there. Jace used an open rune to get through the front door and took the stairs, buzzing Magnus's apartment bell. It was safer that way because Magnus could be playing video games naked or really anything. Magnus yanked the door open, looking furious. He was wearing a black silk dressing gown, his feet were bare, his dark hair was tangled, "What are you doing here?" "My," said Jace, "You're so unwelcoming." "That's because you're not welcome." "I thought we were friends," said Jace. "No, you're Alec's friend, Alec was my boyfriend so I had to put up with you. But now he's not my boyfriend so I don't have to put up with you." "I think you should get back together with Alec," said Jace. Magnus looked at him, "And why is that?" --
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Cassandra Clare |
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"Happy birthday, Alexander," Magnus murmured. "Thanks for remembering," Alec whispered back."
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kiss
love
magnus
malec
birthday
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Eventually I fell asleep in the Rabies and Lycanthropy section. Woolsey bites on occasion, and I'm concerned.' - Magnus Bane
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kinky
lycanthropy
rabies
woolsey
magnus
magnus-bane
werewolf
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Cassandra Clare |
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The way Magnus' breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he'd said his father's name.
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Cassandra Clare |
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As of yesterday, my son became engaged to be married to his partner, Magnus Bane--
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malec
visions
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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.
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jace
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"Do you really have the ability to control all types of undead?" Magnus asked. "Can you really make a hundred shoes in a single night?" I asked. Magnus smiled. "Wrong kind of fairie."
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