I’ve finished this book months ago but it’s like I haven’t. Not really and not permanently. In fact, I feel like I will be forever reading it. The words seem too reluctant to leave my mind and the characters… those will always stay.
THE INFERNAL DEVICES WILL NEVER STOP COMING.
A net of shadows begins to tighten around the Shadowhunters of the London Institute. Mortmain plans to use his Infernal Devices, an army of pitiless automatons, to destroy the Shadowhunters. He needs only one last item to complete his plan: he needs Tessa Gray.
Danger and betrayal, secrets and enchantment, and the tangled threads of love and loss intertwine as the Shadowhunters are pushed to the very brink of destruction in the breathtaking conclusion to the Infernal Devices trilogy.
What price is too high to pay, even for love? When Jace and Clary meet again, Clary is horrified to discover that the Lilith’s magic has bound Jace together with her evil brother Sebastian, and that Jace has become a servant of evil. The Clave is out to destroy Sebastian, but there is no way to harm one boy without destroying the other. As Alec, Magnus, Simon, and Isabelle wheedle and bargain with Seelies, demons, and the merciless Iron Sisters to try to save Jace, Clary plays a dangerous game of her own. The price of losing is not just her own life, but Jace’s soul. She’s willing to do anything for Jace, but can she still trust him? Or is he truly lost?
Loving a book is not hard. If you read books regularly, the probabilities of finding a book that you love are very high. You’ll probably find a book that will make you think of it when you’re waiting for the money to come out of the ATM for no apparent reason. You’ll find a book that will force you to stay up late when you have to be up and ready by 7a.m. the next morning. You’ll find that book and you know you really love it when you reach the last page and you think “Goddammit, why does this book have two blank pages after it ends when they could have more of the story for me?”
City of Lost Souls by Cassandra Clara had that effect on me, as every single one of the previous books of the series did. It made me feel guilty when I was too tired to keep my eyes open to continue reading. It made me want to cry, it made me laugh, it made me feel sick, upset, happy and broken. It made me feel everything a great book should make you feel.