Warlock Quotes

“I was alive when the Dead Sea was just a lake that was feeling a little poorly.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“Warlock,” he said. “I know who you are.”
Magnus raised his eyebrows. “You do?”
“Magnus Bane. Destroyer of the demon Marabas. Son of—”
“Now,” said Magnus, quickly. “There’s no need to go into all of that.”
“But there is.” The demon sounded reasonable, even amused. “If it is infernal assistance you require, why not summon your father?”
Alec looked at Magnus with his mouth open.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“What welcome?” Magnus asked. “I’d say it was a pleasure to meet you, but it wasn’t. Not that you aren’t all fairly charming, and as for you—” He dropped a glittery wink at Alec, who looked astounded. “Call me?”
Alec blushed and stuttered and probably would have stood there all night if Jace hadn’t grasped his elbow and hauled him toward the door, Isabelle at their heels.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“If you never tell anyone the truth about yourself, eventually you start to forget.”
― Cassandra Clare

“Magnus Bane,” said Magnus. “High Warlock of Brooklyn and Scrabble champion.”
― Cassandra Clare, What to Buy the Shadowhunter Who Has Everything

“To them, as to Magnus, time was like rain, glittering as it fell, changing the world, but something that could also be taken for granted.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Bane Chronicles

“Rejoice, for bad things are about to happen.”
― Ryan Sohmer

“Do not pay attention to my cousins. Every family needs a couple idiots and we keep them around for entertainment.”
― Michelle M. Pillow, Love Potions

“Ya were going to turn me into a rat? Had I known that I wouldn’t have tried to turn ya into a snake.”
― Michelle M. Pillow, Love Potions

“A person is formed by experiences. The past is a blind sculptor. To deny that artist his masterwork is to mock your own experience.”
― Jim Starlin, Infinity War Aftermath

“As happens in times of despair for the noble and true—so, never for me—an angel came.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“The Angel Raziel was a big gift giver. The Shadowhunters continue their fight to this day, invisible protectors, shining and virtuous, the actual non-ironic definition of ‘holier than thou.’ It is incredibly annoying. They literally are holier than thou! Certainly holier than me, as I am demonspawn.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“I know what it's like to want better for someone than what they want for themselves. But sometimes you have to accept that some people are just the way they are and there's no saving them.”
― Jessica Clare, Go Hex Yourself

“Am I on your walk of shame? You did sleep with the right MacGregor, didn’t you?”
― Michelle M. Pillow, Love Potions

“He’s not wearing…” Charlotte began.
“I know. He doesn’t,” Lydia answered.”
― Michelle M. Pillow, Love Potions

“He kissed the corner of her lips before whispering by her ear, “And that was just my hand, love.”
― Michelle M. Pillow, Love Potions

“A stóirín, ya are a handful of trouble, but I kind of like it.”
― Michelle M. Pillow, Love Potions

“Ly-di-ah! I sit beneath your window, laaaass, singing ’cause I loooove your a—”
“For the love of St. Francis of Assisi, someone call a vet. There is an injured animal screaming in pain outside,” Charlotte interrupted the flow of music in ill-humor.”
― Michelle M. Pillow, Love Potions

“There ya are.” Erik grinned at her as he came bounding down the steps two at a time. He stepped around his statue of a sister as if such a thing were normal. Perhaps here it was. He paused, nodding at Malina. “Morning, banshee.” He gave a small brotherly laugh and poked his thumb toward her face. “She does kind of look like a banshee with her hair flying around like that and her mouth all open. Yeah, ma froze her good. See how her eyes don’t move?” Erik leaned closer to her and grinned as he looked into her mouth. “Ha, Euann put a mint in there.”
― Michelle M. Pillow, Love Potions

“Lydia had been fantasizing about him to the point she nearly drove him insane with it. It had taken four days for his energy to weaken inside her enough that he could go and visit her without fear she would throw him across the town in a gust of wind, and thus cause a scene. Although, getting run out of town after one day would be a new MacGregor record.”
― Michelle M. Pillow, Love Potions

“Take my hands, " Alec said. "And take my strength too. Whatever of it you can use to keep yourself going."

Magnus didn't move. "I thought you had to get back to the ship."

"I have to fight," said Alec. "But that's what you're doing, isn't it? You're part of the fight just as much as the Shadowhunters on the ship - and I know you can take some of my strength, I've heard of warlocks doing that - so I'm offering. Take it. It's yours.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“By all means, give me a reason to decline,” Ronan suggested as Felix moved to stand. “You came with high demands, and everyone knows a warlock collects in blood.”
― Samantha Blake, Priestess Under Fire

“If there were to be such a thing as a witch, may God have mercy to retrieve their souls from His son.”
― A.K. Kuykendall

“Jerod drew a ceremonial knife from his belt and sliced open his hand as he sprinkled blood on each of the nine circles around us. One by one, they burst into a slice of hellscape that began to melt the asphalt underneath. Tiny, clawed hands pried their way out of the cracked ground, red and black and gray hands that pulled ugly, devilish creatures out from below. Imps.
They cackled as they emerged, the sound of it sending chills down my back as I tried to stay near Gavin without being in his way.
"What in the ass crack of Satan are those doing here?" Gavin snapped as he punched another vampire in the face.
"Helping," Jerod said.
The imps themselves began to devour the meat we'd left out. They let blood and other juices dribble down their chins. They rubbed their horns in the offerings, smearing now-burned meat and bits on each other, eating the livers like they were delicacies and kicking around the rest of it. As they finally settled down, they turned one by one to face Jerod until he had a whole herd of imps at his feet, no higher than his waist. One imp stepped forward, glaring up at Jerod.
"You have one hour, warlock. Why have you summoned us here?" it asked with narrowed eyes. Its comrades bobbed their heads and gnashed their teeth and shook their fists. They were ready for his command.
Jerod simply flung his arms open wide, gesturing to the plaza around us. "My enemies are the vampires. Do what you can."
The lead imp broke out into a nasty grin. "Yes, warlock. We have a deal."
And they sprang into action. Imps leaped onto vampires, biting and clawing and in general causing mass confusion. The fae near us knew what was going on, but none of the rest of them did. Imps cackled and bit and clawed and threw handfuls of fire into the vampires. It was all very... efficient.”
― Sabrina Blackburry, Dirty Lying Dragons

“You reckless bastard," I said, my throat tight.
The ground was thrown open into a fiery maw, out of which slowly emerged a curved set of obsidian horns. The horns were attached to a giant head, which was attached to a spiked torso that looked like it was made of muscles and lava. And Jerod stood there the whole time, hands outstretched and his face contorted in discomfort.
"What the shit class demon is that?" Gavin asked.
"I think... it's a behemoth," I said weakly.
The thing rose from the ground, towering so high over anything in the shopping plaza that I was sure all of Seattle could see it. Demonic was a good descriptor. So was nightmare. So was Armageddon.”
― Sabrina Blackburry, Dirty Lying Dragons

“I knew the moment I heard her setting up a date with another man that I would intervene. Some might say I played dirty by using magic to hijack the message from her intended recipient, but I knew she would be someone worth being the villain for.”
― Savanna Golden, Mate Match

“​Is it wrong to keep her here without permission? Maybe—well probably. But if I’m being honest there isn’t much I wouldn’t do to hold on to this moment.”
― Savanna Golden, Mate Match

“I’ve been craving her like a drug that I haven’t even gotten to sample yet.”
― Savanna Golden, Mate Match

“If you plan to live, you will keep your hands off my mate. Touch her again and it will be the last thing you do before death greats you.”
― Savanna Golden, Mate Match