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“Come poteva desiderare dell'altro, quando aveva Jace? Ma forse, le venne da pensare, avere qualcuno non era mai davvero possibile. Forse, per quanto si possa amare una persona, lei può sempre scivolarti via dalle dita come acqua, senza che tu possa farci niente. Ora capiva perché la gente parlava i cuori ‘infranti’: si sentiva come se il suo fosse di vetro rotto, con le schegge come coltelli che le trafiggevano il petto ogni volta che respirava.”

Quote by Cassandra Clare

Work

City of Fallen Angels

This novel delves into the dark underbelly of a contemporary city, examining the complexities of crime and the corrupting influence it has on society. The story follows characters entangled in a web of deceit and power struggles, offering a gripping narrative that delves into the human psyche and the moral dilemmas faced by those caught in the criminal underworld. more

Author

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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