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Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instruments Series (5 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass; City of Fallen Angels, City of Lost Souls

The Mortal Instruments Series is a collection of five fantasy novels written by Cassandra Clare. The series follows the adventures of a young girl named Clary Fray, who discovers she is a Shadowhunter, a half-human, half-angel warrior. The books delve into a richly detailed world filled with demons, vampires, warlocks, and other supernatural beings. The series includes 'City of Bones,' 'City of Ashes,' 'City of Glass,' 'City of Fallen Angels,' and 'City of Lost Souls,' each contributing to the ongoing narrative of Clary's journey and the battle against dark forces. 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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