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. . . .
Cassandra Clare captured me the minute I bent the binding. I was lured into her world of Demons and hunters, vampires, and fairies. A world that exists hidden behind glamors, and the revelation Clary makes when she stumbles into it. Oh to be a part of this world despite what lurks in the dark alleys and smoky clubs. Clary, though naive at times, is full of empathy, and curiosity, and there are no lengths to the dangers she will endure for the truth, and her family. When her fascination becomes familiarity, the book turns to glue and there is no way you can put it down. The characters she meets along the way are equally enthralling. Their backgrounds carefully mapped out so as to captivate you upon meeting them. I thoroughly enjoyed this book as well as the two that followed. It satisfied my need for danger, and sorrow, excitement and fear, curiosity and longing. And what will happen next? It keeps you on the edge of your leather recliner wanting more that's for sure.