“Boo!” she said, and Kit fumbled the mug, spilling liquid all down his pants.
“Livvy?” he said.
“That’s right,” she said, pleased. “You can see me. It gets really, really boring being invisible to everyone.”
“What are you doing here?” Kit said. Then, “Is he okay? Ty?”
- Vi har fått flera bilder från Cassandra Clare och Cassandra Jeans projekt Skuggjägare & Sagor.
- Vi har fått citat från flera av Cassies kommande bokserier som t.ex. The Last Hours.
- I maj fick vi se omslaget till The Mortal Instruments: The Graphic Novel Vol. 2 - som släpptes 30 oktober.
- När Cassie hade medverkat på BookCon fick vi reda på en hel del om hennes kommande böcker och andra projekt. Ni kan läsa denna underbara artikelserie skriven av en av mina läsare Magdalena genom att klicka på länkarna:
Cassandra Clare på BookCon: The Dark Artifices - del 1
Cassandra Clare på BookCon: The Dark Artifices - del 2
Cassandra Clare på BookCon: Magic & Power-panel
Cassandra Clare på BookCon: Intervju med Epic Reads
- Magisterium 5: The Golden Tower - som Cassie skrivit tillsammans med Holly Black släpptes i september.
- Vi har fått se det supersnygga omslaget till Chain of Gold.
- Queen of Air and Darkness
- Shadowhunters säsong 3A
- Shadowhunters vinster på PCA - trots att serien lagts ned lyckades serien vinna stort.
What if damnation is the price of true love?
Innocent blood has been spilled on the steps of the Council Hall, the sacred stronghold of the Shadowhunters. In the wake of the tragic death of Livia Blackthorn, the Clave teeters on the brink of civil war. One fragment of the Blackthorn family flees to Los Angeles, seeking to discover the source of the "blight" that is destroying the race of warlocks. Meanwhile, Julian and Emma take desperate measures to put their forbidden love aside and undertake a perilous mission to Faerie to retrieve the Black Volume of the Dead. What they find in the Courts is a secret that may tear the Shadow World asunder and open a dark path into a future they could never have imagined. Caught in a race against time, Emma and Julian must save the world of Shadowhunters before the deadly power of the parabatai curse destroys them and everyone they love.
Kit rolled onto his back on the grass. He was gasping for breath. Dying, he thought. I’m dying. And I cannot be who they said I am. It’s impossible.
“Kit!” Emma was crouching over him, pulling the collar of his shirt aside to place an iratze there. “Kit, by the Angel, what did you do?”
“I don’t—know.” He felt like there was no breath in his body. His fingers scrabbled weakly against the dirt. Help me, Emma. Help me. Tell Ty—
“It’s all right.” There was someone else bending over him, someone with a familiar face and calming voice. “Christopher. Christopher, breathe.”
“Perhaps you are not confused,” she said in a whisper. “But I am. You confuse me very much.”
“Cristina,” Kieran whispered. He touched her face lightly; she leaned into the warmth of his hand, and his fingers slipped across her cheek to her mouth. He outlined the shape of her lips with his fingertips, his eyes half-closed.
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Queen snippet for today: Julian's expression was nakedly vulnerable. “Unless you don’t feel that way about me anymore,” he said. “If you’d stopped loving me, I wouldn’t blame you.” “I guess that would solve our problem,” Emma said, without thinking. Julian flinched.
Julian's expression was nakedly vulnerable. “Unless you don’t feel that way about me anymore,” he said. “If you’d stopped loving me, I wouldn’t blame you.” "I guess that would solve our problem,” Emma said, without thinking. Julian flinched.
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Today's snippet from QUAD: Shade glared. “I was asleep. It’s three in the morning.” The sleeping bag wiggled. A moment later Church crawled out, making chirping noises. He curled up on top of the bag, blinking his large yellow eyes. “That isn’t very loyal,” Ty said, looking at Church sternly. Shade yawned. “We’ve known each other a long time, that cat and I. We had some things to catch up on.” #qoaad #tda
“We should stay away from each other,” she said. “Like Magnus said.”
“I know. I wouldn’t have come to see you, but there was something I wanted to ask.” He let the knife go. It sank into the wall beside one of Emma’s. She felt a twist of grim pride; people often underestimated how good a Shadowhunter Julian was. “It’s kind of a strange question, but if you were going to think of a symbol, one thing that made you think of Livvy — what would it be?”
“Her saber,” Emma said. “Why?”
“It — doesn’t matter.” His voice was husky. “We probably shouldn’t talk about emotional things.”
“So what can we talk about? Not our feelings, not your family — what?”
“We throw ourselves into what’s happening,” Julian said. “We do everything we can to take down the Cohort.”
It was Emma’s turn to grab a knife. She threw it hard, viciously, and it hit the wall hard enough to crack the wood.
Emma raised her sword. “Then strike me down now.”
Zara took a step backward. “I said you had twenty-four hours.”
Rage sizzled through Emma’s nerves. “And I said strike me down now.” She whipped the sword toward Zara; it caught the edge of Zara’s cloak and sliced through it. “You came here. You challenged me. So fight me!”
“Emma,” Julian whispered. “Your Marks . . .” She shook her head, tears bitter in the back of her throat. "It’s done."
Adaon leaned his big hands on the back of a chair. “Why did you come here?” he said. “Why did you bring me this news?” He shook his head. “It is possible my father will spare him. He is well liked by the people.”
“You know your father will kill him for just that reason,” said Cristina. Her voice shook. “Before the Hunt no one in Kieran’s life ever loved or cared for him at all, save you. Are you really going to abandon him now?”
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There are times, I think, where we’re each called. Where we can choose to rise up or not to rise up.