What to Buy the Shadowhunter Who Has Everything (The Bane Chronicles 8)

his pants were tight because he felt a responsibility to the world to be gorgeous

the marks Magnus had left on his throat very plain to see.

Magnus then dragged Alec outside, pushed him up against the brick wall of Taki’s under the sparking upside-down sign, and kissed him. Alec’s blue eyes that had blazed with angelic fury were tender suddenly, and darker with passion. Magnus felt Alec’s strong lithe body strain against Magnus’s, felt his gentle hands slide up Magnus’s back. Alec kissed him back with shattering enthusiasm, and Magnus thought, Yes, this one, this one fits, after all the stumbling around and searching, and here it is.

“Aren’t you twelve?” Raphael demanded. “I distinctly recall you being twelve.”

Is this about your Nephilim boyfriend?

briefly taking Magnus’s breath away

but if he was breaking it he wanted to look good doing it.

Once after a long slow night of kissing

We could do homemade facials and braid each other’s hair, and then and only then will I tell you that I think your brother is totally dreamy.”

Magnus crossed the floor in three easy strides and boomed into the intercom: “WHO DARES DISTURB THE HIGH WARLOCK AT WORK?” There was a pause. “Seriously, if you are Jehovah’s Witnesses . . .”