“I'm sorry Sandstorm" he murmured. "I never meant to hurt you" His voice barely more than a whisper, he added,"I love you."
Sandstorm's eyes glowed."I love you too, Fireheart.”

“I love you," he finally whispered. She leaned forward and touched his face. "I know. And I love you, too.”

“I love you," I whisper.
"And I love you." He smiles, his lips seeking mine. "Always have. Always will.”

“i love you Ivy. I'll never stop loving you."
"I prayed for one more chance to reach you," he said, "to tell you how much I love you and to tell you to keep on loving. Someone else was meant for you, Ivy, and you were meant for someone else.”

“You lying lunatic bastard. They're going to kill you."
"I love you too," he murmured. "Go find Seph.”

“Shh,” he whispered. “You asked me if I loved you. I do. I love you more than life itself. Nothing matters in this world but that you live. Can you do that for me? Can you live?”

“Sometimes it hurts to look at you,” I said. I loved that I could say that and he knew exactly what I meant.”

“I love you," he whispered. "I hope you don't mind.”

“I love you, Jonathan," she whispered.
A long arm snaked around her, and he pulled her against his side.
"I know," he said. "I just wanted to be sure you knew it, too.”

“I love you, Clary," he said without looking at her. He was staring out into the church, at the row of lighted candles, their fold reflected in his eyes. "More than I ever--" He broke off. "God. More than I probably should. You know that, don't you?”