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Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instrument Series (4 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass; City of Fallen Angels

The Mortal Instrument Series consists of four novels: 'City of Bones', 'City of Ashes', 'City of Glass', and 'City of Fallen Angels'. These books delve into the life of Clary Fray, a seemingly ordinary girl who discovers her true identity as a Shadowhunter, a member of a secret society dedicated to fighting demons. The series combines elements of fantasy, romance, and action, as Clary and her friends navigate a complex world filled with magical creatures, dangerous enemies, and personal challenges. 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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“His gold eyes grew very soft. “You said you loved me.” “You knew that already,” I reminded him, ducking my head. “It was nice to hear, just the same.” I hid my face against his shoulder. “I love you,” I whispered. “You are my life now,” he answered simply. There was nothing more to say for the moment. He rocked us back and forth as the room grew lighter.”

“You…made…me…faint,” I accused him dizzily. “What am I going to do with you?” he groaned in exasperation. “Yesterday I kiss you, and you attack me! Today you pass out on me!” I laughed weakly, letting his arms support me while my head spun. “So much for being good at everything,” he sighed. “That's the problem.” I was still dizzy. “You're too good. Far, far too good.”