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Want to Read Currently Reading Read. Clary shivered. Welcome to the world of magic and twats. I'm just so mad about this. In this one, the energy and adventure has been drained away.

And they must do it without Clary. For Clary is playing a dangerous game utterly alone. Or is he truly lost? What price is too high to pay, even for love? Darkness threatens to claim the Shadowhunters in the harrowing fifth book of the Mortal Instruments series. She was born overseas and spent her early years traveling around the world with her family and several trunks of books. Cassandra lives in western Massachusetts with her husband, their cats, and these days, even more books.

Visit her online at cassandraclare. His mouth was as soft as she remembered, his lips brushing hers gently, sending shivers all through her. She raised her arms to wind them around his neck, to slide her fingers under his curling dark hair, to lightly touch the bare skin at the nape of his neck, the edge of the worn collar of his shirt. He pulled her closer. She felt the heat of his strong body against hers as his hands slid down her back. He started to lift the hem of her sweater, his fingers gripping the small of her back.

His lips moved against hers. I never stopped loving you. Her heart hammering, she jerked away from him, pulling her sweater down. Was that not any good? He looked very vulnerable, sitting there, dismay written all over his face. Not with you, not right now. He was staring after her, his lips parted. Bitter tundra that stretched in all directions, ice floes drifting out on the black waters of the Arctic sea, snow- capped mountains, and cities carved out of ice whose towers sparkled like the demon towers of Alicante.

In front of the frozen city was a frozen lake. Clary was skidding down a steep slope, trying to reach the lake, though she was not sure why. Two dark figures stood out in the center of the frozen water. His hair was as white as the ice all around them.

And beside Sebastian was Jace, his gold hair the only color in the frozen landscape that was not black or white. As Jace turned away from Sebastian and began to walk toward Clary, wings burst from his back, white-gold and shimmering. Clary slid the last few feet to the frozen surface of the lake and collapsed to her knees, exhausted. Her hands were blue and bleeding, her lips cracked, her lungs seared with each icy breath.

And he was there, lifting her to her feet, his wings wrapping around her, and she was warm again, her body thawing from her heart down through her veins, bringing her hands and feet to life with half-painful, half-pleasurable tingles. Dim light spilled through the windows, and a faint red glow came from the smoke alarm over the closet. An arm was draped along her side. For a moment, in the half-conscious dizzy space between waking and sleeping, she wondered if Simon had crawled in the window while she slept and lain down beside her, the way they used to sleep in the same bed together when they were children.

But Simon had no body heat. Her heart skittered in her chest. Now entirely awake, she twisted around under the covers. He was fully dressed, still wearing the short-sleeved white T-shirt she had seen him in earlier that day, and his bare arms were twined with runes like climbing vines.

She sucked in a startled breath. Jace, her Jace, had never looked at her like that. One moment he was lying beside her, and the next he was on top of her, one hand clamped down over her mouth.

His legs straddled her hips; she could feel his lean, muscled body pressed against hers. I need to talk to you. To her surprise he laughed. His familiar laugh, hushed to a whisper. Or use your training and break my wrists. Swear on the Angel. She lay still, breathing hard, the pressure of his body on hers.

He bent closer to her, and she realized her tank top had pulled up, and she could feel the muscles of his flat, hard stomach against her bare skin.

Her face flushed. Despite the heat in her face, it felt as if cold needles of ice were running up and down her veins. I could feel it. She could feel everywhere that their bare skin touched. It was horribly distracting. It was too dangerous. Then, when you saw me in the library, I had to wait. I had to know you cared more about me than the Law. Who are you? She blinked, and they spilled down her face. Gently he ducked his head and kissed her cheeks, and then her mouth. She tasted her own tears, salty on his lips, and he opened her mouth with his, carefully, gently.

Jace let go of her. Clary instantly jerked away from him, scrambling to pull down her tank top. Jace stretched himself into a sitting position with unhurried, lazy grace, and grinned up at the person standing in the doorway. Close up, Clary could more clearly see the differences in him since she had known him in Idris. He wore a white shirt, the sleeves pulled up, and she could see a red scar ringing his right wrist, like a ridged bracelet.

There was a scar across the palm of his hand, too, looking new and harsh. There was amusement in his expression. He was leaning back against the blankets, catlike.

It sounded harsh in her own ears. He leaned against the door frame, elbow and hip, and she was struck by the similarity in movement between him and Jace. I thought we had a pretty good time that day. She glanced sideways at Jace. He knew perfectly well that Sebastian had kissed her. Sebastian had taunted him with it, and Jace had nearly killed him. Clary stared at Jace. About that day he kissed me. He knew I was his sister. She drew back from him. She reached for the robe that hung on the post of her bed and wrapped it around herself.

Jace watched, making no move to stop her, though his eyes shone in the dark. Obstacle courses are hard. You disappearing like that practically killed me, Jace. Can you imagine? That was Lilith. Cut him and I bleed. What do you mean, bound? He has a plan. Now I know Sebastian would never harm anyone I loved intentionally. She felt as if she could barely breathe. But Sebastian is right. Wondering if she could bring herself to use it if she did.

A scream, and the sound of breaking glass. Clary knew the voice instantly. It was her mother. Without another glance at Jace, she yanked the bedroom door open and bolted down the hallway, into the living room. Jocelyn, in yoga pants and a frayed T-shirt, her hair pulled back in a messy bun, stood by the counter. A glass lay shattered at her feet, the water soaking into the gray carpeting. All the color had drained from her face, leaving her as pale as bleached sand. She was staring across the room, and even before Clary turned her head, she knew what her mother was looking at.

Her son. He lowered his eyelids and looked at Jocelyn through his lashes. Clary stood frozen, even as Jace burst out of the hallway, took in the scene in front of him in one moment, and came to a halt.

Both of you betrayed me, and I w ould prefer as little association with you as possible. I saw your bones turned to ashes. There was a man once who said that mothers carry the key of our souls with them all our lives. But you threw mine away. She was leaning against the counter for support. Clary wanted to run to her, but her feet felt frozen to the ground.

Whatever w a s happening between her brother and her mother, it was something that had nothing to do with her. In this case the Morgenstern legacy. Not me, and not my daughter.

If they knew you were cooperating, they would kill you both. He looked past her, over her shoulder, at her mother. What has happened to you—maybe it can be undone. But her grip on the knife was steady. He seemed barely to notice the knife. You look like a demon thing. His dark eyes followed his mother as she came toward him. Commit filicide.

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Clary shot him an incredulous look. Did he actually sound concerned? Jocelyn moved another step forward. The knife was a blur in her hand. He cocked his head to the side. You could have killed me when I was born. Maybe if you loved me enough, you could save me. Your father taught you to feign human emotion the way one might teach a parrot to repeat words. I wish—oh, God, I wish—that you did. It would have, if he had not moved even faster than Jace; he spun away and back, and the tip of the blade cut only a shallow slash along his chest.

Beside Clary, Jace sucked in his breath. She whirled to look at him. There was a spreading red stain across the front of his shirt. He touched his hand to it; his fingertips came away bloody. We are bound. If you kill him, Jace dies. Mom, please. He looked tousled, and oddly younger without his glasses. He also had a sawed- off shotgun balanced at his shoulder, the barrel trained directly on Sebastian.

Under other circumstances you could have been my godfather. Luke sighted along the barrel of the rifle. Sebastian stood smiling.

It was like one of those dreams, a nightmare where she wanted to scream but all that would scrape past her throat was a whisper. The shot flew wide; one of the windows shattered outward as the bullet struck it. Luke, knocked off balance, staggered back. Jace yanked the gun from his hands and threw it. It hurtled through the broken window, and Jace turned back toward the older man. Luke hit him. Jace, totally unprepared, was thrown backward into the wall.

And Sebastian, who had so far shown no real emotion beyond mockery and disgust, snarled— snarled and drew from his belt a long, thin dagger. Faster than Jace.

Luke fell back against the wall—then slid down it, leaving a smear of blood behind as Clary stared in horror. Jocelyn screamed. The sound was worse than the sound of the bullet shattering the window, though Clary heard it as if it came from a distance away, or underwater. Sebastian raised the dagger again —and Clary flung herself at him, slamming as hard as she could into his shoulder, trying to knock him off balance.

She barely moved him, but he did drop the dagger. He turned on her. He was bleeding from a split lip. He was pale, not looking at Luke, or at Clary, either.

Clary turned to look at her mother, who had thrown the knife. His eyes were closed. Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth. His chest was rising and falling, Clary saw with relief, if shallowly. There was a gray towel hanging from the back of the door. She yanked it down, went back into the living room. She dropped it and reached for the towel as Clary came in. Clary watched as the edges of the gray towel began to turn scarlet with blood.

His face was an awful gray color. She was entirely focused on Luke. As soon as they get here, we have to leave. Jace will come back for you. This was her fault. She deserved the pain, the guilt.

The scrape of footsteps sounded on the porch, the low murmur of voices. The pack. The whole thing had been a blur—the pack carrying their leader in, the healing kit, Clary and her mother struggling to get a glimpse of Luke as the wolves seemed to close ranks against them. They never would be.

Eventually Jocelyn had sent Clary out to wait in the corridor since the room had been too crowded, and Clary had slumped on the floor, cradling her knapsack on her lap. It had been two in the morning, and she had never felt so alone. Because of him and her mother, she knew what it was like to be loved unconditionally.

Luke swinging her up to perch her i n the fork of an apple tree on his farm upstate was one of her earliest memories. In the infirmary he had been taking rattling breaths while his third in command, Bat, had unpacked the healing kit. And this is the first place Jace will look for you. Where did they ever go when they needed help these days? Now there was a sugary dusting of white along the cracked pavement of the avenue. Her mouth was set, her gaze unwavering on the road before her.

Clary shook her head to clear it. Jocelyn shivered and flipped her hood up to cover her hair. White flakes of snow had already begun to mix with the bright red strands. She was still silent, and the street, lined with Polish and Russian restaurants in between barbershops and beauty parlors, was deserted in the white and yellow night. Her mother was hurrying her down a night-black street between piles of heaped and dirty snow.

A lowering sky, gray and leaden… She had seen the image before, the first time the Silent Brothers had dug into her mind. She realized what it was now. The redbrick warehouse Magnus lived in rose above them.

Jocelyn pushed open the glass doors to the entryway, and they crowded inside, Clary trying to breathe through her mouth as her mother pushed the buzzer for Magnus one, two, and three times. At last the door opened and they hurried up the stairs. His hair was a tangled, curly, spiky mass of black, and his gold-green eyes blinked tiredly at them. Wipe your boots on the mat. Today the place was done up in a sort of faux- Victorian decor, with high-backed sofas and large gilt mirrors everywhere.

The pillars were strung with lights in the shape of flowers. There were three spare rooms down a short corridor off the main living room; at random Clary chose one on the right. Chairman Meow was curled up on the bed, nose tucked under his tail. She sat down beside him and petted his ears, feeling the purring that vibrated through his small furry body.

As she stroked him, she caught sight of the sleeve of her sweater. It was stained dark and crusted with blood. She stood up and yanked the sweater off violently. She glanced at herself briefly in the window, which showed her a pale reflection, her hair hanging limply, damp with snow, her freckles standing out like paint splotches.

Not that it mattered what she looked like. Then she took a deep breath and went back out into the living room.

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Magnus was slumped on a hot-pink sofa, his green slippers up on the coffee table. It… moves. I knew the man who founded it—Woolsey Scott.

Because of certain… incidents, he was fascinated with minutiae about the way demon metals and demon drugs act on lycanthropes, the same way the Silent Brothers keep records of the ways Nephilim can be healed. Over the years the Praetor have become very closed- off and secretive, unfortunately.

But a member of the Praetor could access their information. He can find out. It was one of her favorite restoratives, though Clary could never figure out why anyone would want to drink warm sour water. You saw. When you stabbed Sebastian, Jace started to bleed.

Cut Sebastian, Jace bleeds. Kill him, and Jace dies. Jace, I mean. Talk about it? Well, too bad. You brought it up. How long have you known where Jace was? I saw him in the Institute with Seb—with Jonathan, yesterday.

I told Alec and Isabelle and Simon. Because I love him. But I have faith. I saw him possessed before, and I saw him break free of it. I think Jace is still inside there somewhere. I understand that you love him. You always have loved him, too much. And look what came of that. It was Alec.

He wore a long leather duster open over a blue sweater, and there were white flakes of snow in his black hair. His cheeks were candy-apple red from the cold, but his face was otherwise pale. As he looked toward the kitchen, Clary saw a bruise on his jaw, below his ear, about the size of a thumbprint. Having discarded his slippers, he was barefoot now.

Clary knew that look. That was herself looking at Jace. He was shucking off his coat and hanging it on a hook on the wall. He was visibly upset. His hands were trembling, his broad shoulders tightly set. I was only a few blocks away anyway. You saw Jace again? Or Izzy? Did he ask about us? Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Magnus watching Alec too, his face almost blank with sadness. To join him and Sebastian. Alec flung himself down on the sofa. Because of what Jace means to me.

But you said you felt something wrong. Valentine said that when Luke became a Downworlder, he felt it. That sense of wrongness. Something off. But it was so brief—and when I returned to Alicante, Jace was alive. Not imprisoned… Just not here. No Portal, just one minute they were here and the next they were gone. There are only a few warlocks who can d o dimensional magic. My old friend Ragnor could. Where they intersect, dimensional pockets can be created that prevent magic from being able to find you.

And no way to get a message back to us if you did find them. Magnus rolled his eyes. He was back a moment later with a man wrapped in a long parchment-colored robe, the back and sides inked with patterns of runes in dark red-brown. Though his hood was up, shadowing his face, he looked completely dry, as if not a flake of snow had fallen on him. When he pushed the hood back, Clary was not at all surprised to see the face of Brother Zachariah.

Jocelyn set her mug down suddenly on the coffee table. She was looking at the Silent Brother. With his hood pushed back, you could see his dark hair, but his face w as shadowed so that Clary could not see his eyes, only his high, rune- scarred cheekbones.

I will say nothing to the Clave or Council of anything that transpires tonight. If the chance comes before me to save the last of the Herondale bloodline, I consider that of higher importance than the fealty I render the Clave. He made a strange pair with the Silent Brother beside him, one of them pale and blanched in robes, the other in bright yellow pajamas.

I believe that her ritual was twofold. His body was still weak, but his mind and will were alive. The two are now bound inextricably. Should one die, the other will follow. No weapon in this world can wound only one of them. Sebastian murdered our brother. That would put anyone off. It was like the spell that Magnus cast upon your mind, Clarissa.

When you saw pieces of the Invisible World, your mind would reject them, turn away from them. There is no point reasoning with Jace about Jonathan. The truth cannot break their connection. Take some small comfort in the fact that Jonathan Morgenstern is as bound as your Jace is. He cannot harm or hurt Jace, nor would he want to, Zachariah added. Alec threw his hands up. They are each other now. They see as the other sees. Sebastian is the leader, the primary of the two.

What he believes, Jace will believe. What he wants, Jace will do. But Jace is fully inhabiting his body and mind. He believes himself sane. He believes that this is what he wants. She tried to push back t h e memory of kissing him, the pressure of his body against hers in the bed.

You are the central point about which his world spins. That has not changed. Magnus waved an arm. I do love fending off angry Shadowhunters, especially of the possessed variety.

What are they planning? But Jocelyn was looking at Brother Zachariah. They might perhaps have an answer. There were runes only they could carve, and only they knew the secrets of molding the silvery-white substance called adamas into demon towers, steles, and witchlight rune-stones.

Rarely seen, they did not attend Council meetings or venture into Alicante. It is possible, Brother Zachariah said after a long pause. There was an even longer pause. Then, Yes, said Brother Zachariah. That would be the most likely outcome.

She rubbed her eyes, trying to scrub it away. Everyone needs rest. It was a demon wearing his face. You thought you and Jace were brother and sister!

You sacrificed everything to save his life, and a Greater Demon used him to get to you! When are you going to face the fact that the two of you are not meant to be together? Brother Zachariah stood as still as a statue, as if no one were shouting at all. A cold wind was blowing across the flat expanse of the roof garden, and he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. He raised his voice. Where are you? The trellises of climbing roses, bare in the cold, spider-webbed the stone walls that surrounded the roof, above which Simon could see a gleaming view of downtown New York.

He walked forward, across the hardwood planks that wound between the flower borders and artificial pools lined with shining quartz. The other vampire was wearing a black suit, turned up at the cuffs to show the gleam of cuff links in the shape of chains.

He still had the face of a little boy angel, though his gaze as he regarded Simon was cold. Stake me? Do whatever you want to me. Go nuts. Simon lowered his arms. You short-staffed at the hotel?

Because I am not going to fall in love with you and carry you around in my burly arms. She represents an immediate danger to me, for she wishes to reassert her control of the Manhattan clan.

Most are loyal to me. Others can protect me during the night, but you can protect me in the day, when most of our kind are helpless. And you carry the Mark of Cain.

With you between me and her, she would not dare to strike at me. Because you have never done one single thing for me in the entire time since I became a vampire. Instead you have done your level best to make my life miserable and then end it. So—if you want it in vampire language—it affords me great pleasure, my liege, to say to you now: Hell, no.

Were we friends? That was friends? He was very angry indeed, Simon realized. Overall, this was another great book in the series. Things have definitely picked up and I'm mentally preparing for the good vs. I'll be starting the sixth, and final, book immediately. View all 60 comments. May 08, Kitty rated it it was ok Shelves: No, you know what. This is not your fault. This is the author's fault. So, I briefly decided posting a full review where I was going to talk about the series as a whole and all the characters that had these little aborted attempts at plot points.

But I think it's time to come clean and confess that somewhere between here and the last book everyone else with the possible exception of Izzy and Simon bore the Alec.

But I think it's time to come clean and confess that somewhere between here and the last book everyone else with the possible exception of Izzy and Simon bore the heck out of me now. All the characters have gotten as bland as the unsticky side of a band aid. I just can't pretend to care about them anymore.

Why do these new books exist? Why is there so little plot? Cassy Clare, I am so confused! These books are boring as hell.

So I'm swallowing my pride. I'm getting real. And while Izzy and Simon's story line was cute enough, the thing that kept me flipping pages again and again was finding out what happened to Alec and Magnus.

Lame, I know, but at this point if we can all admit to actually reading these books I figure there's not a whole lot of room for pride. In the original books their story line was something of a little treat for me to savor on the side and I wanted to find out what would happen this time around for them. Unfortunately it seems that I don't even have this tidbit to look foreword to anymore. Seriously, no joke. What in the hell happened to this character?

Lazy writing no longer covers it. In fact it's beginning to smell a whole lot like author revenge here. Maybe this is what happens when she has to stop stealing from other authors and has to rely on her own imagination?

Alec and Magnus are still going through the same old shit as last time. You're immortal. I'm not. But wait! Enter a sexy vampire vixen who claims to have the answer! So after more whining, Alec decides to go off and beat the answer out of her.

And when I say beat, I to mean beat. The first thing Alec and Camille do after meeting is fight. It was actually kind of gratifying in a way to see Alec back in action again. But alas she has no cure! The solution? Take away Magnus's immortality. As far as relationship ideas go this has to be about as great as that guy who decides to wax his wife's eyebrow off on youtube.

Let me back up here. This would actually have been something of an interesting plot point if it had been handled correctly. At this part in the book I was honestly bored out of my mind with Clary and Jace and I thought this might be the saving part of the book for me.

Except that it unfortunately, and quite embarrassingly, shows that Clare has absolutely no idea how real human beings function or act. I briefly considered all the different ways I could go about talking about this plot point without saying too much, but there's absolutely no way that I can discuss it without explaining it in full.

Keep going at your own risk. Now, I'm not a completely heartless person. Even though I didn't like his whining before, I could understand the relationship problems they were having before this. I got it. I really did. So you're a young, closeted teen who suddenly finds himself hot in the pants for an older guy. Then, after you knock boots around for a bit and are able to think again, you realize he's a lot older than you.

You realize he's going to out live you. These are serious problems. Ones that probably should have been examined between them way before now, but it's his first relationship so I'm willing to give his some slack. But having hissy fits because your lover had someone before you?

That's like a guy wanting to divorce his wife because he found out she didn't have her hymen on their honeymoon. And this stupid line of reasoning is ALL we get from them for one gazillion pages. It felt to me like Clare was writing them way that third graders handle sock puppets in school productions. They needed to be angry so they were, they needed to be sad so they were, every emotion was simply a vehicle to get them from point a to point b with little believable human interaction, motivation, or SENSE to guide them in between.

He dumps Alec.

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At which point all I could think was "Yes Magnus. Run - run to freedom. Get the hell out of this book and your psychopathic ex. There's a sale at Anthropology you could be hitting right now. I felt like I had taken three steps back for every one forward. It's like the author has no idea what makes people actually tick, what believable human emotions and motivations look like.

The whole story line for the only two characters I'm even able to have a lukewarm interest left me with a feeling akin to going to the bathroom after having waited a long time. In the end it only brought relief at having gotten it over with and the only lasting sensation I had upon conclusion was the need to wash my hands. Over All Rating: So terribly confused. Save your pennies ya'll. It isn't even worth it. View all 23 comments. Alright, you guys were right.

This one was slightly better than book 4, so I'm expecting big and amazing things from book 6! View all 27 comments. May ?!? It's like Too, too long! How can Cassandra Clare do this to me--ahh, I mean us! I need this book, like yesterday!

I don't know how I'm going to wait this long! View all 36 comments. Sep 10, Melanie rated it really liked it Shelves: That is why men summon demons and not angels, is it not?

I also actually thought this book had good twists and turns, too. And like… did these people read the mess that is City of Fallen Angels? Lord, help me.

Okay, my review is going to touch on a couple key things that happened in this book and things that have happened in previous books, so please use caution reading the rest of this review if you have not read this book and its predecessors! Probably because he was barely in it, and when he was he was being halfway possessed or whatever.

Especially after reading about Tessa; Clary is just not that great of a character. And so many of the choices she made in this book were beyond questionable. I get that she loves Jace, but the world is a lot bigger than Jace Herondale, Lightwood, Morgenstern, Voldemort, what the fuck ever he wants to be called. I know he messed up big in City of Fallen Angels , and I will call him out for it all day long, but he really had a pure and sweet redemption arc in this, that I think was handled very healthily and very realistically.

And my otp are living their best lives. I think Izzy is my favorite character in this entire universe. Like, every book I fall more and more in love with her. And in City of Lost Souls , seeing her learn what it means to be vulnerable and that it is okay… friends, I have a lot of feelings. And seeing her finally take down her walls and give her heart away to someone who she deems as worthy?

More beautiful than words. Him realizing his worth and value at the end of this book? It meant everything to me. I feel like Alec has constantly been treating him like shit, honestly.

But this time it will be on more equal ground. Oh, and I want to know everything about his father immediately! And I think that very much benefitted Alec. And like, she always tries to be so strict, after just being so lenient. The blessing. How perfect. Miss me with abuse apologist storylines forever, please. I need so much more from her and her court. But I love his motive, I love him coming back from the dead, and I loved this magical, moving apartment. Did he show you a good time, at least?

Because I would have. I thought finally, after City of Glass , we were past this, but now with Sebastian coming back, she just doubled-down on the incest. Even in Clockwork Prince I felt like the Tessa going undercover to trick Nate and pretend to be his lover and was gross and unnecessary. And I still feel really gross about the things that Clary did with Jace while Sebastian was in control or whatever.

I mean, on top of the fact that he actually attempts to rape her, too. A really gross, skeezy, uncomfortable hot mess. And you will like it. And in City of Lost Souls their relationship is really magnified. And I felt like he even forced her into a relationship, since he refused to be her friend ONLY something more. Brb, throwing up forever. I love you, Maia. I always have been. I always will be.

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Just being your friend would kill me. The style just felt so much more cohesive and the story felt so much more compelling. This was also the first book that felt like it had a lot of plot and intricate things happening constantly. And there were so many small nods at Clockwork Prince that warmed my heart so very much. View all 21 comments. Jan 05, Emelie rated it it was amazing. Update , finished reading: Absolutely 'wow'.

City of Heavenly Fire , I'm coming for you I want it so badly, right now! If - and it's not very likely to happen, but IF - the world ends in , and this one has not come out, then I'll be so pissed that even the zombies, or demons, or Mother Nature, whatever, will shit their pants in fear of me. I'll be THAT pissed. You better watch your sorry ass if you plan to end the world for me before I've had a chance to read this book.

I, for one, think it's going to end in some supernatural way. Either it's zombies - which I probably fear the most, since I'm shit-scared of zombies - or it's demons. Pick one. Yes, it probably sounds very weird that I'm sickly scared of zombies, but they'd still shit their pants if they decided to end the world before I got to read 'City of Lost Souls'.

Hm, ain't that confusing. Let's see it like this. I'm scared of them now, but if you get me pissed enough Okay, so I still don't picture Clary like that D Yes, I like it D Bu awesome! Dec 12, Soumi rated it it was amazing Shelves: By The Angel! Do I actually need to review? Holy Hell! What am I gonna write? Kill me and you kill Jace, too.

As he binds him to Jace, the two became irrecoverably inseparable, what one feels, the other feels the same, the pain, the joy everything. Jace the one Clary loves, and Sebastian the o ne she hates most, and now they are one. The clave wants to summon e By The Angel! But you are. His entire psychopathic personally was build up on the way he was treated by his father Valentine, unloved and to be ruthless. I say Sebastian is the heart of CoLS. Without him, the whole story would have fallen flat, and Miss Clare did a brilliant job by bringing him back with more vengeance.

I always wanted you. The book was both my solace and torment, as darkness and light were aligned together, casting the perfect shade. The story gradually gotten faster, page by page and at the ending the action was mesmerizing, as if I was visualizing the whole scene, breathlessly. It will be very wrong to say CoLS is only focused on Jace, Clary and Sebastian, each and every character played very crucial part, especially Simon.

Oh Gosh, I love this guy, he has grown into such understanding and responsible guy, his transformation is notable throughout the entire series.

Also the on and off romance between Simon and Izzy took a whole new turn, I really appreciate how Cassandra Clare focused on Isabelle and Simon's relationship as well. As I mentioned earlier that the book has a lot more heart breaking, I referred to Alec and Magnus, such a lovely couple who let their relationship at a stake, which is entirely unacceptable.

I bet, if a chance is given to the fans of TMI series, they will fight over this topic for the entire day, without being tired. His physical appearance is similar to Will with long and slender fingers and dark hair. He was also a shadowhunter before be came one of the silent brothers.

I have a strong feelings of Brother Zachariah being Jem. I think Will married to Tessa and from there all Herondale decedents come from, later Will died in some fight like shadowhunters do.

But I think when Jem was dying silent brothers saved him by turning him into one of them cause he is the youngest one among them he can speak using mouth. His silvery hair may be turned back into black after being saved and stopped using demon powder. Any that's not Will for sure cause Jace is Will's decendent, not any other Herondale's. That means in Clockwork Princess one of the boys probably gonna die. Being a Silent Brother is life, Clary Fray. But if you mean I remember my life before the Brotherhood, I do.

Clary took a deep breath. Before the Brotherhood? Was there ever anyone you would have died for? Two people, said Brother Zachariah. There are memories that time does not erase, Clarissa. Ask your friend Magnus Bane, if you do not believe me. Forever does not make loss forgettable, only bearable. So Brother Zachariah is sure one of the boys from ID and who ever it is has no chance on being with Tessa cause silent brothers can not be romantically engaged.

All of the above are just assumptions, Best way to find out by throwing Brother Zachariah in pond full of ducks, if he runs sure he is Will, if he doesn't he is Jem. The Herondales have a bad thing for Ducks View all 78 comments. Lots of action. Jace and Clary still can't catch a break. Really the span of the whole series they are apart pining for each other with like a few weeks here and there that they can actually be together. Teenage angst at it's highest.

I really wish she would have let them be together a little more in this series. I understand it's a ya series but if you want them to be this awesome powerfully connected couple that you just can't forget then they actually have to be a couple for a little bit of time. Just sayin'! I think they were together more in this book then in the last 4 but it was still tainted since Jace wasn't really Jace. I was glad that Clary started to finally kick some ass.

She has been pretty wimpy standing around while everyone fights and gets hurt in the last 4 books. This one she was trained and kicking ass with the best of em.

Loved Simon even more in this book. He is such a great guy and brave. I just wish him and Izzy would get together they have such a strong connection. I was so glad Simon's sister didn't turn her back on him like his mother. I was so disappointed in Alec. I don't know what the hell was going through his mind in this book but he was way over the line. I don't blame Magnus at all for ending things with him. Although that break up scene was so heartbreaking. I don't really know how I feel about Maia and Jordon.

Jordon I think is great and Maia too but I don't really feel it with them together Idk. Sebastian was gross, creepy and evil all in the same breath. Jocelyn truly gets on my nerves. She is the most unsupportive mom ever. I get so mad that she doesn't like Jace she doesn't even give him a chance.

No wonder Clary runs off and does shit herself her mom is an over the top bitch that lies, treats her like she is 2 and doesn't like the love of Clary's life. Poor Luke, losing his sister getting stabbed and almost dying. I'm really liking Brother Zachariah, but I wonder why he seems to want to help Jace so much. Is there some connection there? Was it just me or was everyone else happy to see Magnus's ex Camille bit it too! I'm on to the last one and I can't wait to see how things end!

View all 58 comments. Dec 21, Saniya marked it as to-read Shelves: I can't, I just can't breathe right now. Lalala, nothing interesting. I just love the man in the pic Ok. Maybe, just maybe I was expecting Magnus or Alec They look so awesome!

Need to OWN! View all 41 comments. If I could have won the lottery for every time I wanted to smack people in this book, I would have an infinite amount of money right now. But, I digress. Welcome to the world of magic and twats. Just kidding: I don't care what anyone thinks but I don't think that Simon and Isabelle should be a couple. I know it has the whole, let's everyone in the group be with someone vibe going, but I just don't see them as a couple.

Ca If I could have won the lottery for every time I wanted to smack people in this book, I would have an infinite amount of money right now. Can't anyone just be single? Magnus Bane is the coolest one of all and that's just a fact. And can people and things just quit coming after Jace! I mean for shite's sake, we just got out of one mess with him and into another one.

He's not himself in this book for reasons. Clary's good ole brother Sebastian is back and buddies with Jace. It's so not a good thing. Clary gets sucked into their world and all kinds of crazy stuff is going down with them. I really love Jordan and Maia, that's all I have to say about them. They are both good people and werewolves. There are several bad to the bone moments that I loved! From angels to demons and a crazy vampire kid on a rampage.

Although one thing she did, classic! Loved it! Alec made me mad at what he wanted to do to Magnus. I thought, "dude are you for real? I dread things that might be coming! Melissa Martin's Reading List View all 4 comments. Sogar an Handlung hat es m. View all 8 comments. Special favors and special torments. I think this may have been my favorite book in the series so far, and I could barely stand to put it down.

Simon has come into his own so well as the Daylighter—as this protective, self-sacrificing, noble little hero—and Izzy is so tough, such a rock for her loved ones. That's my boyfriend. Some of the incidents between these two—especially involving Alec—broke my heart over and over.

Where do I even begin? My heart hurts for them. Before I started this series, if you had told me they would become one of my all-time favorite OTPs, I would have laughed in disbelief, but here we are. I love the romances that Cassandra Clare builds, and the agonizingly slow, angsty progression between Clary and Jace has to be my favorite. She turned and looked at him. I just always have. It describes her perfectly when the other Shadowhunters say that Clary essentially charges into any given situation, regardless of risk, and finds a way to fight through it.

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Cassandra Clare did a wonderful job once again! I don't want to give anything away by describing the things that have happened here, but the series already becomes more and more interesting. This sequel is actually a much better response compared to the City of Fallen Angels because all the events here were pretty much powerful and more remarkable.

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I love how it started off as a bang Cassandra Clare did a wonderful job once again! I love how it started off as a bang! Although all throughout the book I must admit that I was really getting frustrated especially because of how badly things were turning for Jace. I mean, c'mon, why does Cassandra Clare keep torturing Jace and making him suffer all the time? It's fricking unfair! My boy always saves the day! He played a great part here and I think this is the book where he really shines best!

When it comes to Clary , her character improved here although I prefer her character development in City of Glass but still, I like how bold she was here and how she resorted to critical-thinking. Alec and Magnus' relationship here was tested big time and I don't know what to feel about what happened to them here.

As for Isabelle , once again this chick astounded me. As usual, she's a fierce, in-your-face character and that's what I loved about her! Maia and Jordan's relationship was also highlighted here. I love the sweet reunion!

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And of course, Sebastian. Blimey, I am not usually a fan of villains but it's so ironic how I fangirled over a bad guy all throughout the book! The action scenes were great and although it happened at the final chapters, they still didn't fail to bring out the adrenaline rush.

The ending, on the other hand, was a blast and was well-executed. It had a surprise factor that will leave you wanting for more. All in all, it was a great come back.

Cassandra Clare writes beautifully, but then I have always thought so! This book is really a world I could get lost in! View all 35 comments. Jun 06, Bgurl don't h8 me cuz I'm honestful rated it it was amazing Shelves: The Snark. A lot, actually!

As the posting at The Praetor House dormitories proves. No howling. No silver. Clothes must be worn at all times. No fighting. No biting. Mark all your food before you put it in the communal refrigerator. According to Sebastian: What difference does a week make? That would be insane. Let's see That means nothing can kill me, right? Inanimate objects can accidentally kill you. Is Snark A Deadly Sin? Greed, envy, gluttony, irony, pedantry, lust, and spanking.

City of Lost Souls is so chock-full-o-snark, this list could have been a hell of a lot longer. For information about my rating system, see my profile page. Click Me Baby! Coming Soon View all 39 comments. Bgurl don't h8 me cuz I'm honestful Fre06 wrote: Feb 23, James Trevino rated it liked it.

Much, much better than City of Fallen Angels. But again, it takes a while until things get going. The final chapters are great, but the middle part of the book It read like filler and it felt like filler. The book could also do without Clary dramatizing about every single detail in her life in every frea Much, much better than City of Fallen Angels. The book could also do without Clary dramatizing about every single detail in her life in every freaking scene.

It's one of those cases when, in a book, side characters actually have a more interesting story than the main ones Simon, Alec. That being said, City of Fallen Angels reminded me of City of Glass and that is good considering CoG is still far and away the best in the series , even though it could have been cut in half and not lose anything of importance.