Cassandra Clare City Of Bones Series Novels & Stories

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 claw marks led them deeper into the city, gouged into stone at intervals like something enormous had been in a hurry and hadn't cared what it tore through to get wherever it was going. They found the first skeleton twenty minutes later, slumped against a fallen column, and Caierre nearly missed it in the dim crystal light before Grant's sharp intake of breath made him look twice.

He poured the memory of Kieran’s smile into his touch. For a moment, nothing happened. Then a faint silver light appeared on the bone. It was not green. It was pure and clear. One of the robed figures turned around. Cassian did not wait. He used his knife to pry a piece of the bone loose. A fragment the size of his arm broke off. It was heavy and glowed with silver light. The figure pointed at him. A silent shriek filled the air. Cassian ran. He sprinted back across the field with the bone against his chest. The silver glow made him an easy target.

Thankful that I can't feel anything anymore. My name is Cassandra Wright I'm 18 years old and this is my story, my life. I am from the Crescent moon pack or should I say I was until I had to run for my life. The Crescent moon pack is one of the largest packs in America and has some of the strongest warriors. My father is a werevolve and the Alpha of the pack my mother was something different a hybrid vampire-witch. And what does that make me you wonder I'm one of a kind a werewolve, witch and vampire. I'm a tribrid.

Lucia retorted with a calm voice this time but the thought was lethal. Nerissa's eyes flared. "You... attack her!" The snakes crawled down her chair at once, and went approaching towards Lucia's direction. Though before the evil snakes could go near, they already turned into ashes after I had thrown small fire balls to them. Nerissa's look turned to cold silver cutting through me. "How dare you kill my pets! My knight, get over here and help me with my enemies!" she announced and a stone suddenly moved at the corner, it opened like a door. But what shocked me was when I saw the person who went out of it. It's Orion!

“I just don’t want to lose you, Adrian. Everything that’s happened… it makes me feel guilty.” Adrian sighed, exhausted. “I don’t want to talk about this anymore, Cassandra. I just want it over.” But the moment he left, Cassandra’s gentle mask vanished. Her eyes hardened as she tapped a code on her phone. On the laptop screen, words appeared: > “Intruder Detected — Ghost Node: Active.” Cassandra’s lips curved into a sinister smile. “So, you think you can outsmart me, Rosemary? You’re far too predictable.” --- Back in the warehouse…

Clara's POV The coven's headquarters doesn't look like what I expected. No dark gothic mansion or creepy forest cottage. It's a modern building tucked into the suburbs… looks like any other office complex except for the protective symbols carved into the doorframes. "Welcome," a woman says as we enter. She's younger than I expected, maybe forty, with warm brown eyes and gray streaking her black hair. "I'm Cassandra. You must be Clara." "How did you…"

A ferocious roar filled his ears, seemed to fill up the whole world, and he could feel the vibrations as the panther gave chase. As he started down the stairs, he tried to kick the door closed behind him but he also didn’t want to pause even for a second, and he didn’t think his kick was forceful enough to get the door closed all the way. He picked up his speed, nearly tumbling down the stairs, sure that he could feel the breath of the animal on his neck. He raced to the closest bookshelf, full of hardback volumes by Stephen King. Hoping to buy himself a little more time, he grabbed one of the thicker books—Bag of Bones—and hurled it toward the stairs just as the panther came into the librar

“It’s not far; it should be just up front!” Since time would never wait on anyone, Alex and the team immediately rushed over to prevent any obstacles from popping up. The old man within the Martello Celio used his powers to carry Jade as well, walking side by side with Alex. They noticed a gigantic block of white appear before their eyes in just a few moments. Upon closer look, they realized that it was the White Bone City. The city walls and gates, along with the tall buildings, were all made from bones. There were lots of human bones and quite a few large beast bones too.

Cyrus leaned down, his cold breath brushing my ear as he threatened, "You refuse to apologize, huh? Then you'll go hungry and thirsty until you admit your fault." Beside him, Sophia clapped her hands and laughed. "Alpha Cyrus, don't waste your breath. If she's not dying, she can endure it." With that, they turned and left. The cabin door slammed shut behind them, and they locked me in. Wolfsbane spread through my veins, turning my skin a faint purple. As my consciousness blurred, only one thought remained—I'd make Cyrus and Sophia bleed for this.