Travis and Connor Stoll made a YouTube account to show how demigods react to videos. Some might feature Kane Chronicles characters or characters from the Shadowhunters Chronicles.

Literally the book where I rage about everything to do with shadowhunters while I should be doing other stuff. Includes: - rants - songs - one-shots - screaming - dying over ships - sometimes updates 3 times a day and sometimes not for three weeks - not being able to just say goodbye - and extreme distractions while I'm meant to be doing life

A book full of Mini stories and One shots based on the entire Shadow world and Chronicles. Feel free to recommend One shots and plots for future chapters! Authors note: Maybe in the process of editing as my older stories in particular have some poor spelling and grammar . All Copyright of the characters from the Shadowhunter Chronicles and Shadowhunters: The Mortal Instruments belong to Cassandra Clare and Freeform

Ever wonder what texts of our favourite Shadowhunter characters might be like? Well, you've come to the right book! This book is what I imagine texts between some Shadowhunter characters might be like and this includes some group chats as well. I hope that you'll enjoy this book and if you have any ideas, let me know because I'm taking suggestions. This is a work of fiction (fanfiction) so I own none of the characters; they all belong to Cassandra Clare, but I own the ideas. Welcome to The Shadowhunter Chronicles - Texting Diaries. (Fanfiction based of the Shadowhunter Chronicles)

"It took me five seconds to fall. The impact on my chest jarring my body but not my mind. I suppose this is the point where your life is supposed to flash before your eyes as time itself freezes - and it did in a way. But I didn't relive my life physically like walking through an old memory, déjà vu in each step. It was a feeling, something that started in my chest and spread to my fingertips, one so unique to me that it encapsulated each significant event into one single second." For as long as May can remember one mystery has haunted her world. A dirty window before her, the grim obstructing her vision, she has lived with a loss she can't identify - that is until one rainy night. Gradually the spots of dirt May scratched at for so long wipe away with the touch of a finger. But when she looks in will she like what she sees - or will curiosity kill the cat?