Cassandra Clare Infernal Devices Series Novels & Stories

I rode until the Greyer forests gave way to the burned lands of Red Claw. Nothing stirred. Not the wind. Not the trees. Until I found it. A stone crypt. Ancient and Sealed. Vines pulled away at my touch, revealing the inscription: Cassara, Daughter of Flame My breath caught. My name. But not the one they gave me. The one I’d forgotten. What else have they hidden from me? And what will it cost of me to find out

Claws scraped deep gouges into the stone as I launched forward with a thunderous roar that shook the walls. Cassian shifted too, melting into swirling shadows that twisted around his form like living smoke. He darted straight toward Cassandra, eyes locked greedily on the child. I slammed into him mid-leap with my full weight. We crashed sideways into a heavy pillar, stone cracking under the impact. His shadow tendrils whipped across my muzzle and burned like acid where they struck.

I said. "Anyway, you are seriously a trouble attracting magnet, aren't you? You go clubbing one night and get attacked by a rogue demon who rarely appears and is harassed by a human guy," Cassandra said, and I would've chuckled at her words if my gaze hadn't met with Evander's angry one.

“Messengers?” Adelaide speaks up, “Your adoptive aunt, Cassandra Hale is trying to infiltrate the void just as her mother did. Elements do not answer to those who are not attuned to them, but powerful witches can sometimes bend them to their will. Cassandra’s element is water, but I’ve Seen her attempting to connect with the void. Each attempt she makes, causes her soul to become darker and darker. She is hungry for power, and she is gaining strong allies.”

The old witch's gaze dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. "One possibility...removal of the of the baby." "The child must be extracted," the witch declared, her voice was laced laced with a mix of trepidation and resolve. Erin nodded, his eyes fixed on Aria's frozen form. The witch produced an ancient dagger, its blade etched with dark runes. "Behold, Xandriah - Devourer of Souls," she whispered. it was Forged in the depths of the underworld, Xandriah hummed with malevolent energy.

I don't stop, bending the stupid thing inwards and outwards repeatedly until it starts to slack. I hope to hell that I'm wrong. That his discovery was through undisclosed sources. Not this. Definitely not this. Maybe if Nina wasn't silent now, we would not have heard the silent echo of metal clattering against the floor. The card lies in halves on my hands, vision swimming as I watch a tiny sphere bounce on the tiles for a second before falling flat. “Cassian?” I set the halves on the counter, crouching low to plant my index finger on the sphere and bring it to my face, dark pits swirling in my stomach.

They used strange dark energy and weapons made of what looked like shadow itself. One of them waved his hand, and a wave of dark force hit Alexander, throwing him backwards against the wall! BOOM! "ALEX!!" I cried out, trying to get up. "Grab the girl!" one of the intruders ordered in a deep, robotic voice. "The order is clear! Take her! Kill the man!" Two of them ran towards the bed where I was. I was terrified. I couldn't move. My mind went blank. "NO ONE TOUCHES HER!"

"I didn't come here to give you the power you seek you fucking vampire, I brought you right into your grave yard." As she finished speaking, she thrust the Silvery key into a hidden lock on the pedestal right next to her. The key turned with a sharp, final click, and a section of the wall beside her slid open, revealing an elaborate rack filled with three silver-plated, oddly shaped devices. They looked like oversized, mechanical handcuffs, glowing with intense, contained light. "Cassie! you'll fucking regret this!"

FLASBACK 2 Lucifer had figured it out. In this new garden, the creatures that stayed here were different. They had different body structure from them, some of them walked on all fours and the ones that didn’t either crawled, hopped or climbed trees and jumped. When injured they produced a red liquid from their body and they could easily be damaged, they did not have any fast healing ability and even the fastest of them could not match the speed of the slowest angel he knew.And the most annoying part, none of them could touch any of the creatures here but they could see them. The creatures would stare at them awkwardly and then run away after a few seconds.