I need a little dose of silly genre fiction sometimes. The description of this book?

When fifteen-year-old Clary Fray heads out to the Pandemonium Club in New York City, she hardly expects to witness a murder — much less a murder committed by three teenagers covered with strange tattoos and brandishing bizarre weapons. Clary knows she should call the police, but it’s hard to explain a murder where the body disappears into thin air and the murderers are invisible to everyone but Clary. Equally startled by her ability to see them, the murderers explain themselves as Shadowhunters: a secret tribe of warriors dedicated to ridding the earth of demons.

I finished it in three days. I still say, “Meh.” But it was cotton candy for the brain, the mindless silliness that cleared my head between two non-fiction biographies. Judge me if you will.

Rating: 2.5 out of 5 stars – Mediocre vacation reading