My name is Clary Morgenstern. I'm sixteen years old and have been living with my dad ever since my parents divorced. After six years of moving from place to place we're back in New York.
Only I'm not an innocent ten year old girl anymore. I have scars. I have my ghosts. And above all--I have my secrets.
I was hoping to start fresh with everyone I met in New York. I wanted to find love and happiness. I wanted to leave the constant path of horrors that follows me and maybe get off. But as my mother used to say...
The carousel never stops turning.
And I'm just not what I seem.
WARNING: Trigger warning. Do not read if you are depressed and get triggered easily at the mention of suicide and cutting. Because trust me, there is a lot of both.