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Monday, June 11, 2018

Read The Entire QUEEN OF AIR AND DARKNESS Chapter Sampler #Shadowhunters #QOAAD


Happy Mundane Monday Shadowhunters! Have you read the exclusive QUEEN OF AIR AND DARKNESS sneak peak yet? This exclusive sneak peak Simon & Schuster has shared, is the full chapter sampler that some lucky fans received at Book Con. Now we can all read it, and my word, it's good! Just know, there are SPOILERS in this excerpt. 

Here's what Cassie shared about it, here

You can now read the full chapter sampler from Queen of Air and Darkness online! Check it out here or at link in bio: http://shadowhunters.com/excerpt-queen-of-air-and-darkness/ WARNING: many spoilers! ;)

Here's a teaser from the QUEEN OF AIR AND DARKNESS EXCERPT

WARNING, there are *SPOILERS* BELOW!!!


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NOTHING THAT IS OURS

The pyres were still burning as the procession turned and headed back toward the city. It was customary for the smoke to rise all night, and for families to gather in Angel Square to mourn among others.

Not that Emma thought it was likely the Blackthorns would do that. They would remain in their house, closeted in with each other: They had been too much apart all their lives to want comfort from other Shadowhunters who they barely knew.

She had trailed away from the rest of the group, too raw to want to try to talk to Julian again in front of his family. Besides, he was holding Tavvy’s hand. 

“Emma,” said a voice beside her. She turned and saw Jem Carstairs. 

Jem. She was too surprised to speak. Jem had been a Silent Brother once, and though he was a Carstairs, he was a very distant relative, due to being more than a century old. He only looked about twenty-four, though, and was dressed in jeans and scuffed shoes. He wore a white sweater, which she guessed was his concession to Shadowhunter funeral whites. 

Jem was no longer a Shadowhunter, though he had been one for many years, and was one of the most famous of the Carstairs family, along with his cousin Cordelia. 

“Jem,” she whispered, not wanting to alert anyone else in the procession. “Thanks for coming.”

“I wished you to know how sorry I am,” he said. He looked pale and drawn, but that couldn’t be grief for Livvy, could it? He’d barely known her. “I know you loved Livia like a sister.”

“Can we talk?” she said abruptly. “Just us?”

He nodded and indicated a low rise some distance away, partially hidden by a stand of trees. After whispering to Cristina that she was going to talk to Jem—“The Jem? The really old one? Who’s married to a warlock? Really?”—she followed Jem to where he was sitting on the grass, among a tumble of old stones.

They sat for a moment in silence, both of them looking out over the Imperishable Fields. 

“When you were a Silent Brother,” Emma said abruptly, “did you burn people?”

Jem looked over at her. His eyes were very dark. “I helped light the pyres,” he said. “A clever man I knew once said that we cannot understand life, and therefore we cannot hope to understand death. I have lost many I loved to death, and it does not get easier, nor does watching the pyres burn.”

“We are dust and ashes,” Emma said.

“It was meant to make us all equal,” said Jem. “We are all burned. Our ashes all go to build the City of Bones.”

“Except for criminals,” said Emma.

Jem’s brow furrowed. “Livia was hardly that,” he said. “Nor you, unless you are thinking of committing a crime?”

I already have. I’m horribly in love with my parabataiThe desire to say the words, to confess to someone—to Jem, specifically—was like a pressure behind Emma’s eyes. To forestall them, she said hastily: “Did your parabatai ever pull away from you? When you, you know, wanted to talk?”

“People do strange things when they’re grieving,” said Jem gently. “I was watching from a distance, earlier. I saw what Julian did for his brother at the funeral. I know how much he has always loved those children. Nothing he says or does now, in these first and worst days, is symbolic of who he is. Besides,” he added with a slight smile, “being parabatai is complicated. I hit my parabatai in the face, once.”

“You did what?”

“As I said.” Jem seemed to enjoy her astonishment. “I struck my parabatai—I loved him more than anyone else in the world I’ve ever loved save Tessa, and I struck him in the face because my heart was breaking. I can hardly judge anyone else.”

“Tessa!” Emma said, feeling suddenly rude that she hadn’t asked after her before. “Where is she?”

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Read the entire excerpt / chapter sampler here. After you read this, you'll be even more anxious for this book's release. 

1 comment:

  1. Ugh, all the teasers from this book just kills me. So so very rude. But so perfect. <3

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