When beginning to read
The City of Bones by Cassandra Clare, it started very tragically.
Unfortunately there was a murder that happens in the middle of a club while the main character
Clary and her best friend party the night on. But there’s kind of an issue, Clary is the only one seeing the murder, no one else can see these people, aka Shadowhunters. So when Clary screams at them to stop, this creates a problem.
The City of Bones is the first of many in the series, this book focuses on Clary and her journey to find out the truth about herself and her mother. To find out the truth on how she can see the Shadowhunters, how she can she their secret institutes. Also why her mom never told her anything about her past. Clary thinking that someone murdered her mom comes to find out her mom was kidnapped. After seeing the movie before I read this, you notice it leaves out so much more detail than thats in the book. It’s not easy to make a movie based off a book that has so much detail and adventure.
Clary, Jace and Simon, the main characters in
The city of Bones, take us on the journey to finding out the truth. Clary and Jace have a lot of chemistry, which sparked a little romance.
When trying to find out their future by the “psychic” Madame Dorothea, Jace finds out a lot about his future, not only is he going to fall in love with the wrong person, but he is in a lot of danger. Clary finds out she has a block on her memory. She finds out that Magnus Bane, the
High Warlock of Brooklyn, was the one that put the block on Clary’s memory. Unfortunately,
Magnus cannot remove the block. Later, Clary has a light bulb moment and figures out how to retrieve the Mortal Cup, which is only the most important thing ever. After getting the cup stolen
from her, she finds out that her father is the evil Valentine, who is also Jace’s father, so it turns out that Jace and Clary are siblings. “Didn’t I read your tea leaves, Shadowhunter? Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?” Jace said, “Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself.” Dorothea