Unidetified Snippets from Cassandra Clare

Marry me today.

His parabatai rune was bleeding.

To my son,
If you are reading this letter, then I am dead.

She looked at the boy. He was pale as milk, his blue eyes startling against so much white skin and the darkness of his hair and eyelashes. He was long-legged, slender as a willow branch, but strong: a very pretty boy, even to her, who looked at human beings and saw mortality and rot.

He kissed each finger, and with each one of them he spoke a word. Five kisses, five words. His last.

"Did you..." He could barely bring himself to ask. "Did you like it?"
"Yeah." Her voice was husky. "I liked it."

Source:  Cassandra Clare