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“We are what we are because our will is free: we are free to choose. We choose to stand and fight. They have the darkness; we have the strength of the Angel. Fire tests gold. In this fire, we will be tested, and we will shine out. Go forth, children of the Angel. Go forth and light the lights of war.”

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City of Heavenly Fire

This book is a part of a larger series, blending elements of fantasy and adventure. It follows the journey of its protagonist through a world rich in magical creatures and political intrigue. The story is known for its intricate plot and well-developed characters, offering readers a deep dive into a vividly imagined universe. 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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