Today’s the day, fans! The new repackaged books have been released! Just a reminder that these are ONLY available at Barnes and Noble, and the only hardback one is the new City of Bones. All of the books now include maps for New York (TMI books) and London (TID books), forwards by Cassandra Clare, and the awesome spine covers:
They also have the beautiful new covers, which you can view by clicking this link. City of Bones has all of the bonus content, which, if you missed that, you can read about it here. To celebrate, here’s a snippet from City of Bones from Jace’s POV, included in the new book!
Jace glanced over at Alec and Isabelle. Killing a demon in front of a mundane, unless there was an immediate threat, was something of a no-no. Mundanes weren’t supposed to know about demons. For one of the first times in his life, Jace found himself at a loss. They couldn’t leave the girl with the Eidolon; it would kill her. If they left the Eidolon alone, it would escape, and kill someone else. If they stayed and killed it, they’d be exposed.
“Knock her out,” Alec muttered, under his breath. “Just … whack her on the head with something.”
“Just go,” Jace said to the girl. “Get out of here, if you know what’s good for you.”
But she only planted her feet harder. He could see the look in her eyes, like exclamation points: No! No!
“I’m not going anywhere,” she said. “If I do, you’ll kill him.”
Jace had to admit that was true. “What do you care?” He pointed at the demon with his knife. “That’s not a person, little girl. It may look like a person and talk like a person and bleed like a person. But it’s a monster.”
“Jace!” Isabelle’s eyes flashed. They were depthless, black, angry. Isabelle never got angrier than when Jace risked getting himself in trouble or danger. And he was risking both, now. Breaking the Law — talking about Shadowhunter business with mundanes — and what was worse, he was liking it. Something about this girl, her stormcloud of red hair and her snapping green eyes, made him feel as if his veins were filled with gunpowder and she was a match.
As if, if she touched him, he’d burn up. But then, he loved explosions.