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“My will and my desire were turned by love, the love that moves the sun and the other stars.' Dante was trying to explain faith, I think, as an overpowering love, and maybe it's blasphemous, but that's how I think of the way that I love you. You came into my life and suddenly I had one truth to hold on to-that I loved you, and you loved me.”

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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