#davood diba

[fantasy-scifi-art]

Art by Davood Diba

#Davood Diba #diba64 #Warrior #Fighter #Paladin #Knight #Index #beauty

[aratilightwood]

From Cassie’s E-newsletter subscription:

The print version of Ghosts of the Shadow Market will include two new stories:

The Lost World, co-written by Kelly Link:

While at the Scholomance, Ty and Livvy test the limits of Livvy's ghostly powers, while Jem and Tessa prepare for the birth of their child.

Forever Fallen, co-written by Sarah Rees Brennan

The Jace Herondale who crossed into our world from Thule is torn between his feeling of responsibility to Ash, who is ever-increasing in power, and his desire to take back the life he lost from the Jace of our world, by force if necessary. Meanwhile, in the peaceful countryside of England, Kit Herondale struggles to adjust to a new life and a new family, and to forget Ty.

Yep, I knew Thule Jace would try to take over real Jace’s life.

The question is, to what extreme?

Kit’s in the countryside? I hope we will be revisiting Cardair Idris.

Check out Davood Diba’s artwork for The Lost World!

Ah! Livvy my love, I can’t wait to see what ghostly powers you have gained. It’s both exciting and nerve-racking.

Also, this is the first time we’re seeing an illustration of the Scholomance? Amazing!

Exclusive Excerpt:

From Red Scrolls of Magic:

“Magnus Bane! I thought it was you.”

Magnus turned toward the voice. “Johnny Rook! What are you doing in Paris?”

Johnny Rook was one of the rare mundanes who had the ability to see the Shadow World. He was usually based at the Los Angeles Shadow Market.

Magnus surveyed Johnny unenthusiastically. He wore a black trench coat and sunglasses (though it was night), with short Caesar-cut dirty blond hair and five o’clock scruff. There was something slightly off about his face: Magnus had heard a rumor that Johnny had hired faeries to permanently magically enhance his features, but if it was true, Magnus felt Johnny had wasted his money. The man was also known as Rook the Crook, and he was committed to his aesthetic.

“About to ask the same of you,” said Johnny, avidly curious.

“Vacation,” Magnus said noncommittally. “How is your son? Cat, is it?”

“Kit. He’s a good boy. Growing like a sprout. Quick hands, very useful in my line of work.”

“You have your child picking pockets?”

“Some of that. Some passing on trifles like keys. Some sleight of hand. All sorts. He’s multitalented.”

“Isn’t he about ten years old?” Magnus asked.

Johnny shrugged. “He’s very advanced.”

“Clearly.”

“Looking for anything special at the Market? Perhaps I can be of service.”

Magnus closed his eyes and counted to ten slowly. Against his better judgment he said casually, “What do you know about the Crimson Hand?”

Johnny rolled his eyes. “Culties. Worship Asmodeus.”

Magnus’s heart gave a hard, spiky thump. “Asmodeus?”

Would he have to tell Alec that Asmodeus was his father? Alec had never asked who Magnus’s demon parent was and Magnus had no desire to tell him. Most warlocks were fathered or mothered by ordinary demons. It was Magnus’s bad luck that his father was one of Hell’s Nine Princes.

“Asmodeus?” he said again to Johnny. “Are you sure?”

I can’t wait to learn more about the Crimson Hand, and Magnus’ relationship with his father.

#cassandra clare #the shadowhunter chronicles #kelly link #sarah rees brennan #davood diba #the dark artifices #the ghosts of the shadow market #the eldest curses #qoaad #qoaad spoilers #the lost world #forever fallen #ty blackthorn #livia blackthorn #jem carstairs #tessa gray #thule jace #jace herondale #ash morgenstern #kit herondale #magnus bane #johnny rook #alec lightwood #asmodeus

[forbidden-sorcery]

Red Woman by Davood Diba

#Davood Diba #fantasy #art

[fyblackwomenart]

Naughty Girl by Davood Diba

#davood diba #women warriors #black women #woc

[elfgirls]

A warrior from wilderness by Davood Diba

#Davood Diba #elf #fantasy art #warrior #fighter #skimpy #long hair

[artissimo]

practice 1886 by davood diba Spectrum 14: The Best in Contemporary Fantastic Art

#davood diba #art #illustration #digital art #painting #sketch

[elettralightwood]

GOTSM ILLUSTRATIONS - The Land I Lost

[art by Davood Diba]

Alec Lightwood, partner of the High Warlock of Brooklyn and father of a warlock child, is sent to Buenos Aires to re-establish the Shadowhunters amidst the ruins left by the Dark War. When he arrives, he is not welcomed by the Shadowhunters there. He believes it is because of his companion Lily, the head of the New York vampire clan, until a Shadowhunter orphan confides a dark secret to him under cover of the Shadow Market.

#shadowhunters #the shadowhunters chronicles #tsc #shadowhunters illustrations #gotsm #ghosts of the shadow market #the land i lost #alec lightwood #rafael lightwood bane #jem carstairs #tessa gray

[zunlix]

Six of Crows

5 Stars

So, this was a book I had been wanting to read for a while. Absolutely loved it, the first chapter was a little slow but right after that it picks up so fast! It was so suspenseful and funny, lots of heart wrenching moments (in both good and bad ways!). Definitely deserves the hype it gets!

By Davood Diba but I don’t know if they have tumblr

By rosiethorns88 on deviant art!

#six of crows #kaz brekker #i love inej #wylanjesper #reading #book review

[queenhelenblackthorn]

Davood Diba’s artwork for The Lost World

via Cassandra Clare’s Newsletter

#livia blackthorn #the lost world #ghosts of the shadow market #the shadowhunter chronicles

[epineclaire]

Davood Diba’s artwork for Forever Fallen! (Via Cassandra Clare's Newsletter). Whose blood is that, Thule's Jace? 😱

#jace herondale #forever fallen #gotsm #FF #thule jace #thule #cassandra clare #qoaad #i'm nervous

[fantasy-scifi-art]

Art by Davood Diba

#Davood Diba #diba64 #Warrior #Fighter #insufficient blood

[cultofthewyrm]

For honor by Davood Diba

#fantasy art #dragon

[aratilightwood]

From Cassie’s E-newsletter

llustration of Thule Jace from ‘Forever fallen.’

Excerpt from ‘The red scrolls of magic:’

As they walked back toward the car, Magnus glanced at Alec and tossed his keys from hand to hand.

“We’ll go faster if two of us are sharing driving duties,” Alec offered hopefully.

“Ever driven stick before?”

Alec hesitated. “Can’t be harder than shooting a bow and arrow while riding a horse at a full gallop.”

“It’s definitely not,” said Magnus. “Besides, you have superhuman reflexes. What’s the worst that could happen?”

He threw Alec the keys and slid into the passenger’s seat with a smile. Alec grinned and jogged over to the driver’s seat.

Magnus suggested some practice loops in the parking lot.

“You have to lift your left foot as you’re applying gas with the right foot,” he said. Alec looked at him.

“Oh no,” he said dryly. “I have to move both feet at the same time. How can I possibly handle such demands of my agility.” He turned back, applied the gas, and was rewarded with a high-pitched screech, like a banshee in a trap. Magnus smiled but did not say anything.

Soon enough, of course, Alec was maneuvering competently enough around the lot.

“Ready to take the show on the road?” Magnus asked.

Alec only answered with a smile as he peeled out of the lot. A whoop of delight and surprise escaped from his throat as the Maserati fishtailed on the narrow street. They turned onto a straightaway and Alec punched the acceleration.

“We’re going very fast,” said Shinyun. “Why are we going so fast?”

The low friendly growl of the little red convertible filled the air. Alec glanced over to see Magnus put on his sunglasses and rest his elbow on the door as he leaned over the side and smiled at the rush of the wind across his face.

Alec was glad to be able to give Magnus a break. Also, he hadn’t realized this kind of wild, dramatic driving was a thing available to him. When he thought of cars he thought of Manhattan: far too many vehicles, not nearly enough road, chugging slowly and unhappily through the veins of the city. There, being on foot was liberation. Here in the Tuscan countryside, though, this car was its own kind of liberation, a thrilling kind. He looked over at his unbearably handsome boyfriend, hair blown back and eyes closed behind his shades. Sometimes, his life was okay. He willfully ignored the grumpy warlock ride-along in the backseat.

For the next hour, they followed the Apennines through the heart of Tuscany. To their left were sunset-soaked golden fields spanning to the horizon, and to their right were rows of stone villas on hilltops overlooking a green vineyard sea. Cypress trees whispered in the wind.

It was black night by the time they reached what Magnus said was called the Chianti mountain range. Alec didn’t look. He felt pretty confident handling the Maserati by now, but managing a stick shift along the many sharp turns while driving near the edge of a cliff in the dark was an entirely separate and existentially threatening experience.

What made the situation even more harrowing was that the headlights only bought them a few dozen feet of visibility, so all they could see were a narrow stretch of road in front, the sheer face of the mountain, and the cliff edge that led to the open sky. Only one of those options was any good.

Alec managed to downshift correctly on the first few turns, but sweat stung his eyes.

“Are you all right?” Magnus asked.

“I’m great,” Alec said quickly.

He fought demons for a living. This was driving, a thing even mundanes did without any unusual talents or sense-enhancing runes. All he had to do was focus.

He was holding on to the steering wheel too tight, and he jerked the stick every time he had to shift around a hard turn.

Alec mistimed a particularly difficult bend that sent the car veering out of control. He tried to punch the accelerator and even out but ended up hitting the brake, sending them spinning down a steep decline.

The vista before them was not a welcome sight. It meant they were going right off a cliff.

Alec threw an arm up to shield Magnus, and Magnus grabbed his arm. Alec had felt this strange connected feeling once before, on a ship in troubled waters: Magnus reaching out for him, needing his strength. He turned his hand under Magnus’s hand and linked their fingers, feeling nothing but the warm strong impulse to reach back.

The car had just skidded off the road and dipped over the side when it came to a sudden stop, the two spinning front wheels touching nothing but air and soft blue magic. It hovered for a moment and then righted itself, and rolled back onto the narrow dirt path next to the road.

“I told you we were going too fast,” said Shinyun mildly from the backseat.

Alec held on fast to Magnus’s hand, his own clasped against Magnus’s chest. A warlock’s heart beat differently from a human’s. Magnus’s heartbeat was a reassurance in the dark. Alec already knew it well.

“It’s just a tiny little cliff,” said Magnus. “Nothing we can’t handle.”

Alec and Magnus got out of the car. Magnus threw his arms out wide as if he was going to embrace the night sky. Alec walked to the cliff’s edge and looked over, whistling at the long, sheer drop down to the ravine. He looked off to the side at a small dirt trail leading to a clearing jutting out from the cliff. He beckoned to Magnus. “It’s pretty dangerous driving at night. Maybe we should stay here.”

Magnus looked around. “Just . . . here?”

“Camping could be fun,” said Alec. “We can toast marshmallows. You’d need to summon supplies from somewhere, of course.” Shinyun had climbed out of the car and was coming over to join them. “Let me guess,” she said to Magnus in flat tones. “Darling, your idea of camping is when the hotel doesn’t have a minibar.” Magnus blinked at her.

“I beat you to that joke,” Shinyun informed him.

Magnus lifted his eyes to the night sky. Alec could see the silver curve of a crescent moon reflected in the gold of his eyes. It matched the sudden curve of Magnus’s smile.

“All right,” said Magnus. “Let’s have fun.”

#cassandra clare #sarah rees brennan #davood diba #the ghosts of the shadow market #the eldest curses #forever fallen #the red scrolls of magic #thule #thule jace #alec lightwood #magnus bane

[cassandraclare]

Jem and Tessa -- and Catarina and Tessa -- featured on Davood Diba's cover for A DEEPER LOVE, coming in August. Romantic, war-torn Blitz London by me and Maureen Johnson! #gotsm #tsc #adl Catarina looks so cute 👀

#gotsm #adl #tsc

[dailyjessa]

Jem Carstairs and Tessa Gray cover reveal for Through Blood, Through Fire (Ghosts of the Shadowmarket #8) 

release date: november 13th

art by: Davood Diba via: Cassandra Clare’s official newsletter.

#ghosts of the shadow market #through blood through fire #jessa #jem carstairs #tessa gray #news #official art

[elettralightwood]

GOTSM ILLUSTRATIONS - Son of the Dawn

[art by Davood Diba]

The Lightwoods, the Shadowhunters who run the New York Institute, are expecting a new addition to their family: the orphaned son of their father's friend, Jace Wayland. Alec and Isabelle aren't too sure they want a new brother, and their parents are not assuaging their fears, too occupied with the dark news that Raphael Santiago, second-in-command of the New York vampire clan, has brought from the Shadow Market.

#shadowhunters #the shadowhunters chronicles #tsc #shadowhunters illustrations #gotsm #ghosts of the shadow market #son of the dawn #jem carstairs #brother zachariah #jace herondale #isabelle lightwood #alec lightwood