The Lost Book of the White by Simon and Schuster (English) Paperback Book

Description: The Lost Book of the White by Simon and Schuster, Wesley Chu Includes reversible dust jacket with bonus image. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description From #1 New York Times bestselling authors Cassandra Clare and Wesley Chu comes the second book in the Eldest Curses series and a thrilling adventure for High Warlock Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood, for whom a death-defying mission into the heart of evil is not just a job, its also a romantic getaway. The Lost Book of the White is a Shadowhunters novel. Life is good for Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood. Theyre living together in a fabulous loft, their warlock son, Max, has started learning to walk, and the streets of New York are peaceful and quiet--as peaceful and quiet as they ever are, anyway. Until the night that two old acquaintances break into Magnuss apartment and steal the powerful Book of the White. Now Magnus and Alec will have to drop everything to get it back. They need to follow the thieves to Shanghai, they need to call some backup to accompany them, and they need a babysitter. Also, someone has stabbed Magnus with a strange magical weapon that is changing the very nature of his powers. Fortunately, their backup consists of Clary, Jace, Isabelle, and newly minted Shadowhunter Simon. In Shanghai, they learn that a much darker threat awaits them. Magnuss magic is growing unstable, and if they cant stop the demons flooding into the city, they might have to follow them all the way back to the source--to the very realm of the dead. Author Biography Cassandra Clare is the author of the #1 New York Times, USA TODAY, Wall Street Journal, and Publishers Weekly bestselling Shadowhunter Chronicles. She is also the coauthor of the bestselling fantasy series Magisterium with Holly Black. The Shadowhunter Chronicles have been adapted as both a major motion picture and a television series. Her books have more than fifty million copies in print worldwide and have been translated into more than thirty-five languages. Cassandra lives in western Massachusetts with her husband and three fearsome cats. Visit her at CassandraClare.com. Learn more about the world of the Shadowhunters at Shadowhunters.com. Wesley Chu won the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer. His debut novel, The Lives of Tao, earned him a Young Adult Library Services Association Alex Award and a Science Fiction Goodreads Choice Award Top 10 slot. He is also the coauthor of the Eldest Curses series with Cassandra Clare, the first book of which debuted at #1 on the New York Times bestseller list. Review "Despite high stakes, heroes and villains alike adopt a witty, almost jovial disposition that makes the plot read like a romantic, but dangerous, vacation. The incorporation of Chinese Shadowhunters, gods, demons, and realms deepens the series mythology...Plenty of fan service within a rich setting."-- "Kirkus Reviews" Review Quote "Despite high stakes, heroes and villains alike adopt a witty, almost jovial disposition that makes the plot read like a romantic, but dangerous, vacation. The incorporation of Chinese Shadowhunters, gods, demons, and realms deepens the series mythology...Plenty of fan service within a rich setting." Excerpt from Book Chapter One: The Sleep Thorn CHAPTER ONE The Sleep Thorn September 2010 IT WAS LATE, AND UNTIL a moment ago, all had been quiet. Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Brooklyn, sat in his living room on his favorite chair, open book facedown in his lap, and watched the latch of his top-story window jiggle. For the last week, somebody had been prodding and testing the magical wards protecting his apartment. Now it seemed they had decided to prod more directly. Magnus thought this a foolish decision on their part. Warlocks kept late hours, for one thing. For another, he lived with a Shadowhunter--who was currently out on patrol, true, but Magnus was fully capable of defending himself, even in his pajamas. He cinched the belt of his black silk robe tighter and wiggled his fingers in front of him, feeling magic gather in them. He reflected that years ago he would have been much more casual about this kind of break-in, letting it play out naturally and trusting his instincts to lead him through. Now he sat pointing literal finger-guns at the window. Now his infant son was asleep just down the hall. At just over a year old, Max was sleeping through the night most of the time now. This was a relief, but also an inconvenience, because both of Maxs parents kept nocturnal hours. Max, on the other hand, kept military hours, waking every morning at five thirty with a cheerful shriek that Magnus both adored and dreaded. The window slid upward. Fire woke in both of Magnuss palms, and magic blazed in the dark, sapphire-blue. A figure pulled its torso through the window and then froze. Framed in the opening was a Shadowhunter in full demon-hunting gear, bow looped over one shoulder. He looked surprised. "Uh, hi," said Alec Lightwood. "Im home. Please dont shoot me with magical rays." Magnus waved with both hands, blue lights paling, then winking out, leaving faint traces of smoke curling around his fingers. "You usually use the door." "Sometime I like the change of pace." Alec pulled himself the rest of the way in and closed the window behind him. Magnus gave him a look. "Okay. Truth. A demon ate my keys." "We go through so many keys." Magnus got up to embrace his boyfriend. "Wait, no. I smell." "Theres nothing wrong," proclaimed Magnus, moving his head toward Alecs neck, "with the smell of the sweat of a hard nights work--you do smell. What is that?" "That," said Alec, "is the musk of the common subway tunnel smoke demon." "Oh, honey." Magnus kissed Alecs neck anyway. He breathed through his mouth. "Hang on, its mostly on the gear," said Alec. Magnus gave him a little space and he began taking it off: the bow, the quiver, his stele, some seraph blades, his leather jacket, his boots, his shirt. "Let me help you with the rest of that," Magnus murmured as Alec finished unbuttoning the shirt, and Alec gave him a real smile, his blue eyes warm, and Magnus felt a wave of love thrum through him. Three years in, he still felt as strongly as ever for Alec. More so every day. Still. He marveled at it. Alecs mouth quirked, and he shifted his gaze to the hallway past Magnus. "Hes asleep," Magnus said, and kissed Alecs mouth. "Been asleep for hours." He moved to pull Alec toward the couch. Only a quick wiggle of his fingers, and the candles on the end table lit and the lamps dimmed. Alec laughed, low in his chest. "We have a perfectly good bed, you know." "Beds closer to the kids room. Quieter to stay here," Magnus murmured. "Also, we would have to kick Chairman Meow off the bed." "Aw," said Alec, dipping his head to kiss the hollow of Magnuss throat. Magnus let his head fall back and allowed himself a little pleased moan. "He hates that." "Hang on," said Magnus, stepping back. With a flourish, he divested himself of the robe, letting it fall into a pool of black silk around his feet. Underneath, he wore navy pajamas covered in small white anchors. Alecs eyes narrowed. "Well, I didnt know this was happening, obviously," Magnus said. "Or I would have worn something sexier than my fuzzy sailor pajamas." "They are plenty sexy," said Alec, and then both of them froze, because a sudden scream rent the air. Alec closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, and Magnus could tell he was mentally counting to ten. "Ill go," said Alec. "Ill go," said Magnus. "You just got home." "No, no, Ill go. I want to see him anyway." Still only in his trousers, Alec padded toward the hall to Maxs room. He looked over his shoulder at Magnus, shaking his head and smiling. "Never fails, huh." "Kids got a sixth sense," Magnus agreed. "Rain check?" "Stay there." Magnus opened a little Portal to Maxs room to watch Alec pick up their son and rock him. Alec looked over at the Portal from his end and said, "Sure, that seems much easier than just walking down the hall." "I was told to stay here." Alec pointed at the Portal and said to Max, "Is that bapak ? Do you see bapak ?" Magnus had wanted to be called something that felt true to his own childhood, but it always felt strange. His own father, the human one, had been bapak , and when he said it to Max, he felt a little twinge, as though he were walking on his fathers grave. Max quickly calmed--these days a scream was more likely to be a nightmare than anything requiring more than soothing--and blinked sleepy eyes at Magnus, who smiled and wiggled little glittery sparks from the ends of his fingers at his child. A smile broke on Maxs face as his eyes drifted shut. He was already almost asleep again, one chubby blue arm flopping out to the side. Maxs skin was deep blue--that was his warlock mark, along with adorable stubs that Magnus suspected would grow into horns. Alec returned him to his crib. Magnus watched, marveling at the strange happiness of his life now, as a beautiful, extremely fit man with no shirt and startlingly blue eyes cared for the baby they had together. He cursed his own sentimentality and tried to think sexy thoughts. Alec looked up at him, and in the dim light Magnus could suddenly see how weary he looked. "I," Alec declared, "am going to go take a shower. Then I will return to you in the living room." "Then probably another shower," said Magnus. "Hurry back." He closed the Portal and returned to his book, a study of Scandinavian mythological artifacts and their owners and locations through history. He planned to begin thinking sexy thoughts again when Alec got back. Two minutes into Alecs shower, which, based on Alecs usual showers, was likely to last around twenty minutes, Max gave a sudden cry in his sleep. Magnus was immediately alert, and then, when no further sound came, relaxed again and returned to his reading. A few minutes later, he heard footsteps in the hallway. Magnus turned around fast. He wasnt crazy; someone had been testing his wards and planning to break in. When he saw who appeared in the doorway, his heart sank. No matter what she was here for, nobody was going to be having any romantic times tonight. "Shinyun Jung," he said, affecting a blas Details ISBN1481495135 Publisher Margaret K. McElderry Books Language English ISBN-10 1481495135 ISBN-13 9781481495134 Imprint Margaret K. McElderry Books Pages 400 Year 2021 Format Paperback Publication Date 2021-11-30 Series Number 2 Series Eldest Curses UK Release Date 2021-11-30 Audience Age 13-17 Edition Description Reprint ed. DEWEY FIC Audience Teenage / Young adult Author Wesley Chu We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! TheNile_Item_ID:133911221;

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