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The Nile on eBay   City of Glass by Cassandra Clare Originally published in hardcover in 2009. FORMATPaperback LANGUAGEEnglish CONDITIONBrand New Publisher Description Love is a mort… Mehr…

The Nile on eBay   City of Glass by Cassandra Clare Originally published in hardcover in 2009. FORMATPaperback LANGUAGEEnglish CONDITIONBrand New Publisher Description Love is a mortal sin, and the secrets of the past are deadly. Plunge into the third installment novel in the internationally bestselling Mortal Instruments series and "prepare to be hooked" (Entertainment Weekly)--now with a gorgeous new cover, a map, a new foreword, and exclusive bonus content! City of Glass is a Shadowhunters novel.To save her mother's life, Clary must travel to the City of Glass, the ancestral home of the Shadowhunters--never mind that entering the city without permission is against the Law, and breaking the Law could mean death. To make things worse, she learns that Jace does not want her there, and Simon has been thrown in prison by the Shadowhunters, who are deeply suspicious of a vampire who can withstand sunlight. As Clary uncovers more about her family's past, she finds an ally in mysterious Shadowhunter Sebastian. With Valentine mustering the full force of his power to destroy all Shadowhunters forever, their only chance to defeat him is to fight alongside their eternal enemies. But can Downworlders and Shadowhunters put aside their hatred to work together? While Jace realizes exactly how much he's willing to risk for Clary, can she harness her newfound powers to help save the Glass City--whatever the cost? Author Biography Cassandra Clare is the author of the #1 New York Times, USA TODAY, Wall Street Journal, and Publishers Weekly bestselling Shadowhunter Chronicles. She is also the coauthor of the bestselling fantasy series Magisterium with Holly Black. The Shadowhunter Chronicles have been adapted as both a major motion picture and a television series. Her books have more than fifty million copies in print worldwide and have been translated into more than thirty-five languages. Cassandra lives in western Massachusetts with her husband and three fearsome cats. Visit her at CassandraClare.com. Learn more about the world of the Shadowhunters at Shadowhunters.com. Excerpt from Book City of Glass 1 THE PORTAL The cold snap of the previous week was over; the sun was shining brightly as Clary hurried across Luke''s dusty front yard, the hood of her jacket up to keep her hair from blowing across her face. The weather might have warmed up, but the wind off the East River could still be brutal. It carried with it a faint chemical smell, mixed with the Brooklyn smell of asphalt, gasoline, and burned sugar from the abandoned factory down the street. Simon was waiting for her on the front porch, sprawled in a broken-springed armchair. He had his DS balanced on his blue-jeaned knees and was poking away at it industriously with the stylus. "Score," he said as she came up the steps. "I''m kicking butt at Mario Kart." Clary pushed her hood back, shaking hair out of her eyes, and rummaged in her pocket for her keys. "Where have you been? I''ve been calling you all morning." Simon got to his feet, shoving the blinking rectangle into his messenger bag. "I was at Eric''s. Band practice." Clary stopped jiggling the key in the lock--it always stuck--long enough to frown at him. "Band practice? You mean you''re still--" "In the band? Why wouldn''t I be?" He reached around her. "Here, let me do it." Clary stood still while Simon expertly twisted the key with just the right amount of pressure, making the stubborn old lock spring open. His hand brushed hers; his skin was cool, the temperature of the air outside. She shivered a little. They''d only called off their attempt at a romantic relationship last week, and she still felt confused whenever she saw him. "Thanks." She took the key back without looking at him. It was hot in the living room. Clary hung her jacket up on the peg inside the front hall and headed to the spare bedroom, Simon trailing in her wake. She frowned. Her suitcase was open like a clamshell on the bed, her clothes and sketchbooks strewn everywhere. "I thought you were just going to be in Idris a couple of days," Simon said, taking in the mess with a look of faint dismay. "I am, but I can''t figure out what to pack. I hardly own any dresses or skirts, but what if I can''t wear pants there?" "Why wouldn''t you be able to wear pants there? It''s another country, not another century." "But the Shadowhunters are so old-fashioned, and Isabelle always wears dresses--" Clary broke off and sighed. "It''s nothing. I''m just projecting all my anxiety about my mom onto my wardrobe. Let''s talk about something else. How was practice? Still no band name?" "It was fine." Simon hopped onto the desk, legs dangling over the side. "We''re considering a new motto. Something ironic, like ''We''ve seen a million faces and rocked about eighty percent of them.''" "Have you told Eric and the rest of them that--" "That I''m a vampire? No. It isn''t the sort of thing you just drop into casual conversation." "Maybe not, but they''re your friends. They should know. And besides, they''ll just think it makes you more of a rock god, like that vampire Lester." "Lestat," Simon said. "That would be the vampire Lestat. And he''s fictional. Anyway, I don''t see you running to tell all your friends that you''re a Shadowhunter." "What friends? You''re my friend." She threw herself down onto the bed and looked up at Simon. "And I told you, didn''t I?" "Because you had no choice." Simon put his head to the side, studying her; the bedside light reflected off his eyes, turning them silver. "I''ll miss you while you''re gone." "I''ll miss you, too," Clary said, although her skin was prickling all over with a nervous anticipation that made it hard to concentrate. I''m going to Idris! her mind sang. I''ll see the Shadow-hunter home country, the City of Glass. I''ll save my mother. And I''ll be with Jace. Simon''s eyes flashed as if he could hear her thoughts, but his voice was soft. "Tell me again--why do you have to go to Idris? Why can''t Madeleine and Luke take care of this without you?" "My mom got the spell that put her in this state from a warlock--Ragnor Fell. Madeleine says we need to track him down if we want to know how to reverse the spell. But he doesn''t know Madeleine. He knew my mom, and Madeleine thinks he''ll trust me because I look so much like her. And Luke can''t come with me. He could come to Idris, but apparently he can''t get into Alicante without permission from the Clave, and they won''t give it. And don''t say anything about it to him, please--he''s really not happy about not going with me. If he hadn''t known Madeleine before, I don''t think he''d let me go at all." "But the Lightwoods will be there too. And Jace. They''ll be helping you. I mean, Jace did say he''d help you, didn''t he? He doesn''t mind you coming along?" "Sure, he''ll help me," Clary said. "And of course he doesn''t mind. He''s fine with it." But that, she knew, was a lie. * * * Clary had gone straight to the Institute after she''d talked to Madeleine at the hospital. Jace had been the first one she''d told her mother''s secret to, before even Luke. And he''d stood there and stared at her, getting paler and paler as she spoke, as if she weren''t so much telling him how she could save her mother as draining the blood out of him with cruel slowness. "You''re not going," he said as soon as she''d finished. "If I have to tie you up and sit on you until this insane whim of yours passes, you are not going to Idris." Clary felt as if he''d slapped her. She had thought he''d be pleased. She''d run all the way from the hospital to the Institute to tell him, and here he was standing in the entryway glaring at her with a look of grim death. "But you''re going." "Yes, we''re going. We have to go. The Clave''s called every active Clave member who can be spared back to Idris for a massive Council meeting. They''re going to vote on what to do about Valentine, and since we''re the last people who''ve seen him--" Clary brushed this aside. "So if you''re going, why can''t I go with you?" The straightforwardness of the question seemed to make him even angrier. "Because it isn''t safe for you there." "Oh, and it''s so safe here? I''ve nearly been killed a dozen times in the past month, and every time it''s been right here in New York." "That''s because Valentine''s been concentrating on the two Mortal Instruments that were here." Jace spoke through gritted teeth. "He''s going to shift his focus to Idris now, we all know it--" "We''re hardly as certain of anything as all that," said Maryse Lightwood. She had been standing in the shadow of the corridor doorway, unseen by either of them; she moved forward now, into the harsh entryway lights. They illuminated the lines of exhaustion that seemed to<