By Cassandra Clare
The first 4 books within the number 1 New York Times bestselling Mortal Instruments sequence, on hand in an book collection.
Enter the key global of the Shadowhunters with this publication boxed set that comes with City of Bones, City of Ashes, City of Glass, and City of Fallen Angels. The Mortal tools books have greater than 5 million copies in print, and this publication selection of the 1st 4 volumes makes an excellent gift for novices to the sequence and for unswerving lovers alike.
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