City of Bones (The Mortal Instruments #1) by Cassandra Clare

When fifteen-year-old Clary Fray heads out to the Pandemonium Club in New York City, she hardly expects to witness a murder -- much less a murder committed by three teenagers covered with strange tattoos and brandishing bizarre weapons. Then the body disappears into thin air. It's hard to call the police when the murderers are invisible to everyone else and when there is nothing―not even a smear of blood―to show that a boy has died. Or was he a boy?

This is Clary's first meeting with the Shadowhunters, warriors dedicated to ridding the earth of demons. It's also her first encounter with Jace, a Shadowhunter who looks a little like an angel and acts a lot like a jerk. Within twenty-four hours Clary is pulled into Jace's world with a vengeance, when her mother disappears and Clary herself is attacked by a demon. But why would demons be interested in ordinary mundanes like Clary and her mother? And how did Clary suddenly get the Sight? The Shadowhunters would like to know...

"- Is this the part where you start tearing off strips of your shirt to bind my wounds?
 - If you wanted me to rip my clothes off, you should have just asked."

"Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt."

"Where there is love, there is often also hate. They can exist side by side."

"- You're an idiot.
 - I've never claimed to be otherwise."

"- What do you want?
 - Just coffee. Black - like my soul."

"It's your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn't make you crazy, just different."

"If there was one thing she was learning from all this, it was how easy it was to lose everything you had always thought you'd have forever."

"I'm a werewolf, not a golden retriever."

"Come in. And try not to murder any of my guests."


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