Magnus had been interested by Clary, the little redheaded scrap who had grown into a—slightly bigger little redheaded scrap, but had not thought he would be terribly interested in the companions she had found for herself. Not the nondescript mundane boy; not golden-eyed Jace Wayland, who reminded Magnus of too much of a past that he would rather forget; and certainly not either of the Lightwood siblings, the dark boy and girl whose parents Magnus had good reason to dislike.
It made no sense that his eyes had been drawn to Alec, over and over again. Alec had hung to the back of their little group, had made no effort to attract the eye. He had striking coloring, the rare combination of black hair and blue eyes that had always been Magnus’s favorite, and Magnus supposed that was why he had looked in Alec’s direction at first. Strange to see the coloringthat had so distinguished Will and his sister, so many miles and years gone by, and on someone with an entirely different last name …
Then Alec had smiled at one of Magnus’s jokes, and the smile had lit a lamp in his solemn face, making his blue eyes brilliant, and briefly taking Magnus’s breath away. And when Magnus’s attention had been held, he’d seen a flicker of returned interest in Alec’s eyes, a mixture of guilt, intrigue, and pleasure at Magnus’s attention. Shadowhunters were old-fashioned about such matters, which was to say bigoted and hidebound, as they were about everything. Magnus had been approached by male Shadowhunters before, of course, but always in a hole-and-corner way, always as if they’d been doing Magnus some huge favor and as if Magnus’s touch, though desired, might sully them. (Magnus had always turned them down.) It had been a shock to see such feelings open and innocent on a beautiful boy’s face.
When Magnus had winked at Alec and told him to call him, it had been a reckless impulse, little more than a whim. He had certainly not expected the Shadowhunter on his doorstep a few days later, asking for a date. Nor had he expected the date to go so spectacularly bizarrely, or expected to like Alec quite so much afterward…
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Sunday, November 3, 2013
“How have you been keeping? You know, since the last time you summoned me,” said Elyaas, the demon.Cassandra Clare also revealed that they have some Bane Chronicles narrator news that she "thinks you will be pleased" about.
“What?” Magnus asked.
“You don’t remember me?” said the tentacle demon.
“I summon a lot of demons,” Magnus said weakly.
There was a long pause. Magnus stared into the bottom of his coffee cup and desperately willed more coffee to appear. This was something a lot of mundanes did too, but Magnus had one up on those suckers. His mug did slowly fill again, until it was brimming with rich dark liquid. He sipped and looked at Elyaas, who was shifting uncomfortably from tentacle to tentacle.
“Well,” said Elyaas. “This is awkward.”
“It’s nothing personal,” said Magnus.
“Maybe if I jogged your memory,” Elyaas suggested helpfully. “You summoned me when you were searching for a demon who cursed a Shadowhunter? Bill Herondale?”
“Will Herondale,” said Magnus.
Elyaas snapped his tentacles as if they were fingers. “I knew it was something like that.”
“You know,” Magnus said, enlightened, “I think I do remember. I’m sorry about that. I realized right away that you weren’t the demon I was looking for. You looked kind of blue in one of the drawings, but obviously you are not blue, and I was wasting your time. You were pretty understanding about it.”
“Think nothing of it.” Elyaas waved a tentacle. “These things happen. And I can look blue. You know, in the right light.”
“Lighting’s important, it’s true,” said Magnus.
“So whatever happened with Bill Herondale and that curse a blue demon put on him?” The cecaelia demon’s interest seemed genuine.
“Will Herondale,” Magnus said again. “It’s actually rather a long story.”
“You know, sometimes we demons pretend we’re cursing people and we don’t really do it,” said Elyaas chattily. “Like, just for kicks? It’s kind of a thing with us. Did you know that?”
“You could have mentioned it a century or two ago,” Magnus observed frostily.
Elyaas shook his head, smiling a slime-bedecked smile. “The old pretend-to-curse. It’s a classic. Very funny.” He appeared to notice Magnus’s unimpressed expression for the first time. “Not from your perspective, of course.”
“It wasn’t funny for Bill Herondale!” said Magnus. “Oh, damn it. Now you’ve got me doing it.”
Thursday, September 26, 2013
"Well, it’s a bit ironic, isn’t it?"Have any guesses? Let us know in the comments.
"What do you mean?"
"All that effort to convince you I wasn’t in love with you, and here I am, dying in your arms."
Friday, September 13, 2013
Cassandra Clare and Sarah Rees Brennan are both so excited in getting Michael Trevino to read the next installment of The Bane Chronicles, that Cassandra Clare has released a new snippet for Saving Raphael Santiago. Check it out:
Raphael, Magnus saw with an ever-growing sense of unease, was looking at that blazingly bright hole in the ceiling.Pre-order The Bane Chronicles: Saving Raphael Santiago on Amazon.
“They’re all dead,” Raphael repeated, slowly. “And I am dead, too.”
Monday, June 10, 2013
|Place holder art for Vampires, Scones, and Edmund Herondale|
“I was very stupid,” Edmund said, almost violently. “I thought of love as a game. It is not a game. It is more serious than death. Without Linette, I might as well be dead.”
“You speak of giving up your Shadowhunter nature,” said Magnus softly. “One can give up many things for love, but one should not give up oneself.”
“Is that so, Bane?” Edmund whirled on him. “I was born to be a warrior, and I was born to be with her. Tell me how to reconcile the two, because I cannot!”
Thursday, May 9, 2013
Shadowhunter App gave us the first chapter of The Infernal Devices: Clockwork Princess. This time, the Shadowhunter App has an exclusive sneak-peek to The Bane Chronicles: Runaway Queen.
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Here's a snippet from the preview:
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Here's a snippet from the preview:
There was a smell to Paris in the summer mornings that Magnus enjoyed. This was surprising, because on summer mornings Paris smelled of cheese and that sat in in the sun all day and fish and the less desirable parts of fish. It smelled of people and all the things that people produce (this does not refer to art or culture, but to the baser things that were dumped out of windows in buckets). But these were punctuated by other odors, and the odors would shift rapidly from street to street, or building to building That heady whiff of a bakery might be followed by an unexpected flush of gardenias in a garden, which gave way to the iron-rich pong of slaughterhouse.The Runaway Queen will be available for ebook purchase on May 21. Pre-order a copy on Amazon.com ($4.64 USD)
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Sarah, Cassie, Maureen all got together with us to chat about The Bane Chronicles online. Here's a snippet from Run Away Queen at the chat:
Magnus was taking an unfamiliar route, one that took him through quite a rough patch of Paris. The road here was not as smooth. It was brutally hot inside of his cabriolet as it bumped its way along. Magnus had animated one of his magnificent Chinese fans, and it flapped ineffectively at him, barely stirring the breeze. It was, if he was completely honest with himself (and he did not want to be), a bit too hot for this new striped blue and rose colored coat, made of taffeta and satin, and the silk faille waistcoat embroidered with a scene of birds and cherubs. The wing collar, and the wig, and the silk breaches, the wonderful new gloves in the most delicate lemon yellow . . . it was all a bit warm.
Still. If one could look this fabulous, one had an obligation to. One should wear everything, or one should wear nothing at all.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
In celebration of Cassie and Sarah finishing an installment of The Bane Chronicles, Sarah and Cassie gave us a snippet! (Proceed with Caution: There is a Clockwork Princess spoiler)
James had not seemed to want to be taken from the cold depths of the water: had fought Magnus as he dragged him out, then laid his pale cheek against the dank earth of the riverbank, and hid his face in his arms.
Friday, March 29, 2013
There is a Clockwork Princess spoiler, advance with caution!
This boy had pale amber eyes, like a crystal glass filled brimful with crisp white wine and held up to catch the light of the sun. Magnus could not imagine these eyes as tender. The boy was lovely, but his was a beauty like that Helen of Troy might have had once, disaster written in every line. The light of his beauty made Magnus think of cities burning.
Fog and gaslight receded into memory. His momentary lapse into foolish nostalgia was over. This was not Will. That broken, beautiful boy would be a man now, and this boy was a stranger.
Monday, March 11, 2013
“You’re quite wrong, you know. I am the most permanent person,” said Magnus, his voice breathless with laughter and his eyes stung a little by tears, “that you will ever meet. It is only that it never makes any difference.”Which installment do you think this snippet belongs to? To see the list of all the installments, click here.
Monday, February 18, 2013
They said it was better to know your enemy, but how did it help to know that your enemy’s one weakness was your weakness, too?(via tumblr)
What book do you think this snippet is from?
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
“Take London, my love, and turn it all to blood,” she said. “My gift to you.”
Don't be fooled by the word "London," this snippet could come from either The Bane Chronicles, City of Heavenly Fire, or Lady Midnight (Dark Artifices #1) too.
What do you think?
Sunday, February 3, 2013
What if I just love you? What if I love you but I never touch you or talk about it, what would happen then?
Where do you think this snippet is from? Clockwork Princess? City of Heavenly Fire? Lady Midnight? Or The Bane Chronicles?
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Snippet written by Sarah Rees Brennan from The Bane Chronicles
You could not tell a potential customer, expecting a learned and ancient magician, that you were not even fully grown. Magnus had started lying about his age young, and never dropped the habit.
It did get a little embarrassing sometimes when he forgot what lie he’d told to who. Someone had once asked him what Julius Caesar was like, and Magnus had stared for much too long and said ‘… Not tall.’ ’
Monday, December 31, 2012
The Bane Chronicles: What Really Happened in Peruby Sarah Rees Brennan and Cassandra Clare
“Just don’t leave me here,” said Ragnor. “You have to swear, Bane.”What do you think of the Bane Chronicles so far?
Magnus raised his eyebrows. “I give you my word of honor!”
“I mean it,” Ragnor told him. “I will find you. I will find whatever chest of absurd clothes you have brought with you. And I will bring a llama into the place where you sleep and make sure that it urinates on everything in the chest.”
“There is no need to get nasty about this,” Magnus said. “Don’t worry. I can teach you every word that you need to know right now. One of them is ‘fiesta.’”
Ragnor scowled. “What does that mean?”
“It means ‘party.’ Another important word is ‘juerga.’”
“What does that word mean?”
Magnus was silent.
“Magnus,” said Ragnor, his voice stern. “Does that word also mean ‘party’?”
Magnus could not help the sly grin that spread across his face. “I would apologize,” he said. “But I have no regrets.”