Novel & Cerita Cassandra Clare Books Infernal Devices

"The curse is bound to Claire's grief. Harrow used Kael as the visible mechanism and Claire as the actual source, because a source tied to someone inside the pack is harder to remove than one that lives outside it." I stood very still and thought about Claire in the lower corridor whispering I have done terrible things. I thought about Claire sitting in the corner of the east wing room with her hands at her mouth. I thought about Claire saying Cassandra, there is something I need to tell you about your mother. I had thought she was confessing to her own choices. She had not known she was a weapon. "She does not know," I said.

His expression was cold, ready to kick her out again. "I told you never to come back here," Alexander said coldly, his hand resting on his gun. Madame Celestia raised her hands slightly, showing she meant no harm. "I am not here to fight, boy. I am not here to take her away. I am here because... I found something." She walked closer and placed an old, thick book on the table. It was bound in leather, ancient and worn out. "What is that?" I asked softly. "This is the Book of Ancestries," Madame Celestia said, her voice solemn. "I went back to our old home. I searched through everything we had. And I found the complete version of the prophecy. Not just the part that says 'one must die'."

her model-like curves silhouetted by the flickering flare light outside. "Give me the boy, Aria," Cassandra said, her voice dripping with "deceptive charm." She held a small, glowing device—a localized scanner. "If I hand him over to New Geneva, they’ll leave Ethan’s assets alone. We can go back to the way things were. You can go back to your little life, and I can have my empire."

Since Claire's first encounter with Christopher Gale, the man has shown a murderous intent, as if he wouldn't let anyone touch his long-targeted prey. Of course, Christopher Gale's hunt is a life-or-death matter because Claire is the last descendant of the former Alpha of The Moon Fall Pack. Ensuring Claire's death is his final goal for eternal power. But as long as I'm alive, I'll make sure Christopher Gale can't touch my Luna. "What am I even doing?" I muttered, covering my face with the back of my hand. I was alone in the car I was driving, having sent away the people who were supposed to guard me. I forced them to follow Danny's car secretly while I worried about them.

"Use you? Oh no, my dear. You're not just a pawn. You're a weapon. A weapon I intend to use to destroy anyone who gets in my way." Cassandra's blood ran cold at his words, at the sheer malevolence radiating from him. She knew then that she had made a terrible mistake, that she had gotten in too deep. But it was too late now. She was trapped, caught in a web of her own making. And there was no way out. Unless...

She clenched her fist tightly, managing to suppress the surge of anger welling within her. "Cassandra, don't be rash. We can't let others know about the reincarnation! The repercussions would be grave," Haley warned in a hushed tone. Cassandra pursed her lips, moving into the kitchen. Half an hour later, she emerged, carrying the prepared meals. "Dinner's ready." Her face was void of any hint of a smile. "How dare you give me that attitude at my dinner table, you little b*tch! I'll call Alpha this instant and have him break the bond with you!"

The car left after watching the flames burn away the bodies of Marvin, Annalise and even their personal driver, Paul. And in that incident, Cassandra came to the conclusion that the man named Antonio Franches must have known something, or... a lot more. The car stopped in the parking lot and Cassandra quickly got out of her black car that was almost sold due to Marvin's inherited debt. While taking a small jog towards the elevator, crazy ideas on how she would get her revenge on Antonio started to fill her head. Unfortunately, when the elevator opened, Cassandra was too busy thinking about Antonio that she lost her concentration.

she asked, her voice barely audible above the thrum of anticipation that swirled within her. "Here," Cassandra said, running her fingers along a row of books before selecting a particularly worn volume. She placed it gently in Lyra's hands, its pages crackling with an energy that seemed to hum in tune with her own heartbeat. "This tome will introduce you to the various beings that share our world, both seen and unseen." As Lyra opened the book, she was met with intricate illustrations of creatures she had only ever glimpsed in her wildest dreams: winged serpents that coiled around celestial bodies, ethereal spirits cloaked in veils of shimmering starlight, and many more beyond her imaginatio

The fluorescent lights over the warehouse flickered as Cassandra walked toward a table, spilling files, tools, and a small, untagged device that hummed ominously. Alexander, Isabella, and Lucas remained frozen in place, each muscle tense, searching for traps. "You underestimated me last time," Cassandra murmured, almost kindly. "But this time. I've planned for everything." Alexander took a step forward. "We're not the same individuals you knew. Whatever you had planned, it ends here."

So she would relax and give them a chance to take her by surprise. Cassandra is on edge. Today is not a favourable day for her. First, she failed to install her master's essence into Leo and then Claire escaped. A few hours ago she received the bad news that Claire is dead. Cassandra is disappointed that she lost the leverage over Lionel. Now he wouldn't tell her about the other part of the Shadow stone.