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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. 

. @CassieClare Shares EVERY EXQUISITE THING Snippet #GOTSM #EveryExquisiteThing


Happy Mundane Monday Shadowhunter fans. Who's ready to read the next installment in the Ghosts of Shadow Market? We are! EVERY EXQUISITE THING will be available tomorrow! We can not wait! In the mean time, we'll just keep re-reading this snippet from the book that Cassie recently shared, here. Check it out below!

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Hello my Shadowhunters! It hasn’t escaped my attention that this is Pride Month, and also that it’s FOUR DAYS until the release of Every Exquisite Thing, the story of Anna Lightwood’s first love and the biggest wlw event in the Shadowhunters world since Helen and Aline got married. We’ve got a lot to celebrate! So I thought that I’d celebrate with you all by putting up snippets all month featuring LGBTQA+ characters in my upcoming books–Queen of Air and Darkness, Ghosts of the Shadow Market, The Red Scrolls of Magic and perhaps even Chain of Gold! Let’s have a pride party… it’s what Anna would want!
Anna came up and guided her, forcing herself to maintain her composure as she took Ariadne’s hand in hers and guided the toss. She was surprisingly good at climbing, but once on the ceiling beam, she took a bad tumble. Anna jumped underneath and caught her neatly.
“Oh, very impressive!” Ariadne said, smiling.
Anna stood there for a moment, Ariadne in her arms, unsure of what to do. There was something in Ariadne’s gaze, in the way she was looking at Anna … as if mesmerized …
How did she ask? How did this happen with someone like Ariadne? 
It was too much.
“A very good attempt,” Anna said, gently setting Ariadne on her feet. “Just … watch your footing.”
“I think I’ve had enough of that for today,” Ariadne said. “How does one have fun in London?” 
“Well,” Anna said. “There is the theater—”
“No.” Ariadne took hold of one of the pillars and gently spun around it. “Fun. Surely, you know a place.”
“Well,” Anna said, “I know a place full of writers and poets. It is quite louche. It is in Soho and starts after midnight.”
“Then I assume you will be taking me,” Ariadne said, eyes sparkling. “I will wait for you by my window at midnight tonight.”

THE LAND I LOST Snippet #MundaneMonday #Shadowhunters #TheLandILost #GOTSM


Happy Mundane Monday Shadowhunters! We're catching up on all the recent goodies Cassie has treated her fans to. One of those is this snippet from THE LAND I LOST, which she shared here. This is book 7 in the Ghosts of The Shadow Market, and will be out released on October 9th, 2018. Check out the snippet below, which features Magnus and Max. 

The Land I Lost snippet
Another Pride Month Snippet — Magnus, Alec, and their beautiful family. :) In The Land I Lost, coming out in October!
As he spoke, Magnus gave a little sigh and leaned into Alec, one of the small unconscious gestures that meant the most to Alec. It always reminded him of the first day he’d ever touched Magnus: at the time, he’d thought he felt dizzy with relief and joy because he was finally touching someone he wanted to be touched by, when he’d thought he might never have that. 
Now he thought he’d felt that way because it was Magnus: that even then, he’d known. Now the gesture spoke of all the days since the first.  When he felt Magnus relax against him, he felt like he could relax too.Whatever this strange task Jem and Tessa needed him to do, he could do it. Then he would come home.
As Alec fell silent, Chairman Meow made a wild break for freedom from Max’s loving stranglehold, streaking across the floor into Alec and Magnus’s bedroom where Alec suspected he would be hiding under the bed for the rest of the day. Max stared sadly after the cat, then looked up and grinned, his teeth tiny pearls. He toddled past the shimmering pentagram and launched himself at Alec as if he had not seen him for several weeks. Alec always got the same enthusiastic greeting, whether he was back from a trip, back from patrolling, or had simply been in the other room for five minutes.
“Hey, daddy!”
Alec took a knee and opened his arms to scoop Max up. “Hey, my baby.”
He stood with Max curled against his chest, a warm soft bundle of ribbons and round limbs, Max’s gurgling laughter in his ears. When Max was tiny, Alec used to marvel at how neatly his little body fit into the crook of Alec’s arm, as if he’d been made to nestle there. Alec had scarcely been able to imagine Max getting bigger. He needn’t have worried. Whatever size his kid was, he was always a perfect fit for Alec to hold.

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