Cassandra Clare has been posting little teasers/snippets on her Tumblr in the past few days, since the release date for her latest installment in The Mortal Insturments series, City of Lost Souls, is nearing! (Almost can't freakin' contain my excitement for that book. I WILL LOSE ITTT.)
Here's the past two that she posted. :)
Sebastian looked at Jocelyn, his black eyes quiet and narrow. “If you were really a real mother,” he said, “a good mother, you would have known I was alive. There was a man once who said that mothers carry the key of our souls with them all our lives. But you threw mine away.”
Dim light spilled through the windows, and a faint red glow from the smoke alarm over the closet. Clary was lying on her side, under a heap of blankets, and her back was deliciously warm. An arm was draped along her side. For a moment, in the half-conscious dizzy space between waking and sleeping, she wondered if Simon had crawled in the window while she slept, and laid down beside her, the way they used to sleep in the same bed together when they were children.
But Simon had no body heat...
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