A girl called Sam adventures through the world. Although its the same one as you and me the ones with the 'sight' are hidden from those who are not. A world where every tale really is true to an extent. Faeries and werewolves, vampires and warlocks even those with the blood of the angel Raziel himself flowing through their veins. The shadowhunters. The ones who keep peace and order within the world of how it 'really is'. But when order turns to chaos and tragedy fills the air with sorrow. How will Sam cope with the struggles? Will she learn to trust in the end? Or be stuck with a closed heart?