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The Infernal Devices: Clockwork Angel; Clockwork Prince; Clockwork Princess

The Infernal Devices series is set in an alternate Victorian era where magic and steam-powered technology coexist. Tessa Gray, a young woman with a mysterious past, becomes entangled in a web of intrigue and danger as she navigates the complex social hierarchy of the magical world. The series follows her journey as she uncovers her own magical abilities and the secrets of her family's past. more

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Cassandra Clare
Cassandra Clare

Cassandra Clare is a renowned American author, best known for her young adult fantasy novel series, 'The Mortal Instruments'. Her works blend elements of magic, romance, and adventure, captivating young readers worldwide. more

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“I can hear him weeping but I don't care. They probably won't even bother to question her, she's so far gone. Gone right off the deep end years ago in her Games. There's a good chance I'm headed in the same direction. Maybe I'm already going crazy and no one has the heart to tell me. I feel crazy enough.”

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