Confessions. Part One. She walks into the kitchen and sees Church sitting on the floor. "Hey Church, where's everyone?". Church's smurf-blue fur vibrates in hello. He gets up and shows her the way. They're walking towards the library when all of a sudden Jace pops out of one of the doors and scares her. "Gotchya!" He shouts. "Geez you scared me!", while she's trying to catch her breath. Gah! He's so breathtaking. She yearns to play with his golden hair. That luscious golden hair. My angel... Focus Clary! Then she realizes he's been talking to her... "Sorry you know I didn't mean to..." he was saying. "Clary? Earth to Clary? You okay there?" he was saying...he looked worried...like I was about to disappear or something. "Sorry I was just thinking..." Then- and I'm not making this up- he reached into his pocket and in his hand was a heart. "My heart for your thoughts?" he asked. But I didn't wanna tell him how I was thinking about him! Did I? It's been a secret for way
Almost Disaster ..::2::..After Clary passed out, Jace had dropped to his knees right in from of her. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. He kept repeating in his mind.Almost Disaster ..::2::..5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Clary?!" He practically screamed at her, his voice was filled with agonizing tears.
Jace slowly wrapped his right arm under Clary's shoulders, careful not to touch her vicious injury. He could see that his tears were already coming. Because some of them were already dotting Clary's gray-blue bra, making it turn a deeper blue. Jace wrapped his left arm under her knees, hauling her up in his arms. He clutched her tightly to him, afraid she might turn to ashes before his very eyes
"Jesus Christ," Jace said hoarsely. He felt scorching hot fluid run down his cheeks and down his neck. He hadn't cried like that since he was a little boy. But this was his Clary we're talking about. His beautiful Clary, that was now unconscious in his arms.
Funny thing was, Clary could hear every word he was saying. She wanted so much to tell him it was okay, when it wasn'
That Special Rune ...***CITY OF GLASS SPOLIERS YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!***That Special Rune ...6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Clary smiled up at the huge gothic cathedral with its arching spires. She didnt even see the glamour that concealed the Institute anymore unless she concentrated hard. The door opened at her light touch as if it recognised her now, without her even needing to think the entry words. The autumn sunlight streamed through the windows of the foyer, casting puddles of golden light on the marble floor.
She looked at herself in the elevator mirror as she rode up, tilting her head to examine her reflection. She had spent far longer than usual getting ready today. It was the first time she had visited the Institute since they had all returned from Alicante a few days ago, since she and Jace were officially together, and she hadnt been able to decide what to wear. She ended up in her normal clothes; faded jeans, trainers and a simple t-shirt Simon had given her with the slogan I Bite he had given i
The After-PartyYou ready to go? Jace asked.The After-Party6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Clary looked over at him. They were sitting at the bar in Magnuss house at a party for something. She couldnt remember exactly what the occasion was. She nodded and got down from her chair.
What about Izzy and Alec? she said as she scanned the room. She saw Izzy talking to a faerie knight and Alec and Magnus were on the other side of the room.
They can take care of themselves, Jace said following her gaze. He turned back to her. Lets ditch this joint.
He placed his hand at the small of her back and guided her towards the door. He grabbed her light coat off the coat rack by the door and helped her put it on. Then he held the door open for her as they exited the building.
The streets were practically empty and the Institution wasnt that far away, so they decided to walk rather than take a cab. Jace laced his fingers through Clarys as they walked down the street. He glanced at her ou
The DrawingClary was sitting in the living room of Lukes house with her legs drawn up close, doodling in her sketch pad. The pencil flowed easily over the page forming lines that formed shapes of things that would forever be in her memory. Her mother and Luke had gone to eat lunch and make sure that everything had been moved out of their old apartment. She and her mother had moved in with Luke after they had returned from Alicante.The Drawing6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She moved her thoughts back to her drawing. She had been working on a drawing of Alicante all day, and something about the picture just didnt seem right. She put her pencil back on the page and let her mind wander as she tried to finish the drawing. Her thoughts immediately went to Jace.
He was supposed to be coming over, but Clary hadnt heard from him yet. She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 1:30. She sighed and turned her attention back to the drawing. She finally realized that she could do nothing more to the Alicante picture and flipped t
The Mortal Instruments FanFic1"CLARY!" Jace yelled furiously at Clary as she walked into the room, she saw the expression on his face was none to pleasant.The Mortal Instruments FanFic14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
" Yes?" she asked.
"Can you please, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, stop leaving your undergarments on the floor?!" he asked sternly but with that little hint of calmness in his voice. Clary snickered and just laughed as Jace was motioning to her blue, sequined bra that was sitting on his forefinger; then suddenly Isabelle walked in.
"Hey Jace, I was wo----"her eyes went wide as they saw the bra in Jace's hand," okay just because you two have sex every other night doesn't mean you can fling Clary's lingerie everywhere Jace." Jace looked flustered then gave Clary a glare that bore through her as she turned pink.
"Sorry Izzy, Jace gets very excited when he sees me na---"Clary started when Isabelle interrupted her. "OKAY! I get it, do whatever you want!" Isabelle waved her hands in front of her trying to stop Clary from continuing,"
What if...Pain.What if...6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The only feeling Clary could show in the past few weeks was pain. Unbearable pain.
She hasnt been able to help him. Him. Jace. Her father killed the love of her love and she didnt help him. Now he was gone and wouldnt come back. Never.
Clary knew that Jace wouldnt want her to think like that but she couldnt stop herself since the day the numbness faded and her mind became clear again.
It had been a sunny day and a small breeze let the other shadowhunters on Clarys side smile though you could see the grief in their eyes.
Clary didnt smile. She wasnt even sure if she could ever again.
It was Isabelle. She was standing behind Clary, carefully taking her hand, squeezing it lightly. Slowly Clary turned her head to face Jaces stepsister. She had dark rings under her eyes, which Clary never noticed on her before. It seemed like she hadnt slept that well either. Isabelle opened her mouth as if
First MarksA soft knock sounded on Clarys door, disturbing her drawing. She glanced at the clock; it was past one thirty in the morning, and she could think of only one person in the Institute who would knock on her door this late.First Marks6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Come in, she told him. She had been leaning against the headboard of the bed in her cotton pyjamas, her sketchpad resting on her knees, drawing by the light of a single bedside lamp.
Jace pushed open the door, but hovered in the threshold. I saw the light under your door. I didnt wake you up?
No, Clary replied, shaking her head.
Good. Jace came into to room, closing the door behind him. He was wearing pyjama trousers, but no shirt. Clary could clearly see the lattice of scars and faint marks of runes that covered his lean, yet muscled body and felt a blush creep into her cheeks. Several permanent runes decorated his skin. After reading the Grey Book she could understand their meanings; protection, grace, balan
Relief-1Clary's POVRelief-16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Clary opened her eyes and sighed. Why was he always right? Slowly, so slowly, she rose from her bed. A hiss of pain escaped her lips and she stood rigidly. Every muscle on her body pulsed and ached, but she had to get into more comfortable clothes. She couldn't sleep in jeans. He knew that this was going to happen. He had told her not to come. Her mind went back to the beginning of the day, in the kitchen of the Institute.
"Absolutely not." Jace hissed.
"It's not your decision Jace!" Clary yelled back. Isabelle cut in.
"Jace, it's just one demon that snuck into the city. Besides, she has to start sometime, she is a Shadowhunter, and she' s been training." Clary smiled at Izzy, thankful for the support.
"She.... is... a..... novice," Jace growled. "She is not ready."
"And how would you know what I'm capable of?" Clary practically screamed. It had hurt how much he hated the idea of fighting along
Almost Coincidence ::4::Alec busted down the door to Jace's room, without noticing Clary. His face looked red and sweaty. Almost as if he was running a track. He was breathing heavy also, his chest rapidly heaving up and down. Jace instantly covered his and Clary's bodies up with the sheets on the mangled bed.Almost Coincidence ::4::4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"WHAT THE HELL, ALEC?!" Jace screamed at him as if he was about to murder him right there in front of God and everybody.
"I-It's Isabelle. She went to see Simon, a-and he just called saying he was out and he smelled he smelled ," Alec could finish the sentence, but the hurt and pain was written all over his face. He fell to his knees and started heavily sobbing. Jace and Clary was staring at him in bewilderment, and then it hit them both like a ton of bricks. They both shot up out of bed and scrambled around the room to put on their clothes without Alec noticing their naked selves.
"W-we Have to go to...h-her," Alec said between sobs. He sounded so hopelessly useless. It was sad, Cl
The Mortal Instruments Fanfic2Clary woke up to the booming snores of Jace, he was lying next to her sound asleep. His arm was wrapped around her torso, holding her close to him. Clary moved her head up from where it was resting on Jace's chest, looking up at his face; it had that look of serenity; with his wispy blonde hair hiding his forehead, and his cheekbones stood out making him look like a model of sorts. Not the misguided shadowhunter that had faced the tragedies and lies of life; and he looked gorgeous to Clary. She dropped her head back onto his chest and moved closers towards him as she could feel the warmth of his breath on her forehead. This moment was perfect to Clary, nothing could ruin how she felt about him, not anymore. Clary felt Jace's arm tighten around her, bringing her closer to him.The Mortal Instruments Fanfic24 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Clary?" he whispered groggily
"Yes?" Clary mutter
"How long have you been awake?"
"Long enough to want you t"
"You'll always want
Clary's Real NightmareCLARY'S REAL NIGHTMAREClary's Real Nightmare5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
WARNING MAY BE SPOILERS!!!!!!!!
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This is a week after Jace and Clary meet at Taki's and Jace tells her that he only want to be her brother.
Sitting in Luke's spare room on the bed, looking at her finished drawing, a stab of pain twists through her abdomen, she leans over the bed glad that she hasn't eaten anything and also glad Jace isn't here he'd make a fuss over her keeping quiet about being sick, 'Stop thinking about him' She chastised herself, this is the second time today, as she finished leaning over the bed the shrieking sound of the telephone rings, hoping it's not Jace again.
"Clary," yelled Jocelyn
"Yes" Clary called back as she walks into the lounge room where mom and Luke are.
"I'm not here, I don't want to talk to him" Clary whispered, shaking her head, hoping he didn't hear her.
Walking back to her room, she remembers that afternoon at
Clary and Jace Part 2Ok so this is about 3 hours ahead and Clary is in Jace's room, still holding his hand. Jace has fallen into a coma and Clary is trying to wake him by talking to him. Valentine has been taken to the library and is being watched until he's taken to the city of glass to be held prisoner.Clary and Jace Part 26 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"I remember the first night we meet. I thought you absolutely crazy and gorgeous" Clary laughed "crazy because you kept on telling me that demons and vampires lived. I never believed it at first but that was only because I didn't want to believe there were worse things out there than us but when I saw you again I knew that if I wanted to be with you I had to believe something that could or couldn't be real."
Clary came to a conclusion that if she told him their story on how they meet, maybe just maybe, Jace might wake up. She held his hand tightly when she came to the part about Valentine--her wicked father-- messing with their minds saying they were family just so he could use Jace, made Clar
The Mortal Instruments Fanfic3"CLARY! THAT'S SO AWESOME!" Isabelle squealed loudly enough that her voice echoed through the empty institute. Clary had just told her about the pregnancy and other than Jace, she was glad that someone was happy for her. Clary was sure that Jace was happy; he just had a different way of showing it.The Mortal Instruments Fanfic34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Isabelle .can't breathe!" Clary responded barely audible over the girly squeals of her friend.
"Oh," Isabelle released her," sorry, I just can't believe it!"
"Can't believe what?" Clary asked in astonishment
"Isn't it obvious? I never thought Jace would've agreed to this." Clary just stood there, where was Jace? She wondered, he was here only a moment ago. Clary looked around some more, all she saw was the emptiness of the institute; but then she saw that the front door was open a crack, just enough to let a little light in. With that Clary headed towards the door without looking back to Isabelle.
The Mortal Instruments FanFic4Jocelyn kept pacing back and forth, frustrated in how this could've happened. She knew that Jace and her daughter had been having sexual intercourse for years now, but she never thought it would lead to this so soon.The Mortal Instruments FanFic44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Mom? Please say something," Clary spoke out of desperation. Jocelyn gave the scene one last look and could see that her daughter was worried, worried about everyone around her but herself.
"Clary," she spoke with longing in her voice, everyone was looking at them now, waiting for Jocelyn to speak the words that would make or change Clary's life. Everyone else waited, and as Jocelyn looked she could see the sympathetic gaze in Luke's eyes, the happiness in Isabelle's, and the frustrated worry in Jace, but then she looked at her daughter; Clary had both hands on her stomach and had a look of confusion on her face. Jocelyn cleared her voice and looked at Clary," Clary, I know how much you want this, but all I want to know is if you
Clary's Real Nightmare Part 2Clary's Real NightmareClary's Real Nightmare Part 25 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
WARNING MAY BE SPOILERS!!!!!!!!!
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Continuing from Part 1, Clary has become more sick than she thought so there's more to her sickness in this.
Running for her life, as fast as she can, knowing she carn't keep it up any longer, the pain in her abdomen is increasing, dots of black are covering some of her vision, she has to stop running, she see's another alley, runs into it, hides in the corner where it's dark, she's becoming increasingly sick which is not good, ready to scream out in pain and also ready to collapse. Jace walks past checking down the alley's, cause there are a couple on this street, the last of the alley's he checks, also checking every dark corner there is, when he spots a moving figure. Clary.
"Clary" Jace said with reconition
She cringes against the wall at the sound of his voice, in to much pain to answer, he walks closer to her see her properly, her legs carn't hold her up anymore, slidi
Jace and Clary-After the War Jace and Clary were walking hand in hand into the Institute. They had just come from a party at Magnus's place. He was having a celebration with all of the Downworlders after the war. All of the Lightwoods and Clary were invited. Alec stayed there with Magnus and Isabelle stayed with Simon. They were alone.Jace and Clary-After the War5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They walked through the hall to Jace's room. They both sat on the edge of the bed, still holding hands.
"Do you mind if I take a shower?" Jace asked.
Clary kissed him quickly. "I'll be waiting for you." She said with a smile.
He got up, grabbed a towel and a pair of blue pajama pants.
Clary pulled off the heels she had been wearing for the party, swung her feet up on the bed and sat back against the headboard. She was thinking. About everything. About Luke and her mother. About herself and Jace. About Magnus and Alec. So much had happened in the past few weeks. Sebastian was her brother.
Clary and Jace-I want thisThis is what I want.Clary and Jace-I want this4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Clary, talk to me what's going on?" Jace pleaded.
"What's wrong, is that II don't know what's happening. This isn't normal! We're not normal! We aren't supposed to" Clary paced furiously around Jace's room.
"Clary." Jace said stopping her and grabbing her by the shoulders, making her look directly into his eyes. "Look at me. What's bothering you?"
They looked into each other's eyes for long moments, until finally Clary whispered. "You already know."
It was true, he did know. And it wasn't something that was only bothering her, but it tormented him too. HeJace Waylandhad always been smooth with girls, but never had he ever cared for one in particular to make more of a relationship with them. But Clary was different, and his feelings for her went way beyond just care. He unwil
After the Fireworks ShowClary didnt think it was possible to be any happier than she was as she stood next to Jace and watched the fireworks. He was still fingering the necklace that held the Morgenstern ring as he gazed up at the night sky. Clary drew her eyes from the fireworks to look at Jace. He was smiling as he looked. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her looking at him, so he turned to look into her eyes. He bent down to brush his lips across hers before he turned back to the fireworks. She sighed and leaned her head against his side. Jace moved his hand to rub her bare arm and then rested it on her shoulder.After the Fireworks Show6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After about ten more minutes, the show ended. There was a loud cheer from the group of Shadowhunters a little ways in front of us. They were soon joined by howls coming from the werewolves.
Clary looked over at her friends. Isabelle and Maia had struck up a conversation with Simon and they each seemed to be struggling to keep his attention. Magnus and Alec were off a little ways by thems
Behind closed doors"Go fetch Clary for me..." Isabelle's words run through his head again, driving him towards the door at the end of the hallway. Was it always this close? Surely he never felt that... it always used to be too far. Is widdle Jace afraid? Is he scared of what's behind a silly door? "Yes," he answers himself, "he is when she is on the other side." You weren't always, says a voice in his head. Remember her birthday? Oh yes, he can remember her birthday. He can remember the look of surprise on her face at seeing him on the other side of the door, can still see the way her blue spaghetti strap hung off her shoulder in the greenhouse, can still feel the faint pressure of her lips on his-Behind closed doors6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Stop it," he mutters, clenching his fists at his side. Somehow, he's walked a bit further down the hallway, even though his legs feel too heavy to lift. When did he stop feeling so eager to see her? Maybe when she looked at you that way, in that awful heartbrok
The Proposal"I can't believe you have never seen the the Titanic before!" Clary said with complete surprise.The Proposal6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I didn't grow up in the mundane world, Clary." Jace said as if it were the most obvious answer to the simplest question, sitting down next to her.
"Well, we can fix this problem by watching the movie." Clary said with as much persuasion as her voice would allow. "It couldn't hurt anything, I mean, it's a little sad, but other than that it's a classic!"
"A little sad?"
"Okay, it's sad. But I want to watch it, and I want you to watch it with me."
"Will you cry?" Jace asked sarcastically.
"Maybe a little." Clary said innocently.
Jace made a face that said he was not comfortable with that.
"Please?" This is when Clary looked up at Jace and saw his blonde hair, tight cheekbones, perfectly smooth skin with his nearly invisable scars. Eventually she came to his gold eyes and say them staring down at her warmly.
"Fine." he said in defeat.
Clary felt the corners of her mouth go up
Sweet DreamsIt was the first night back from Idris and Clary was up in the greenhouse sketching the midnight flowers in bloom. As far as she knew, everyone else was already asleep, or at least trying to sleep in their rooms. She couldn't blame them either. It was an exhausting trip and if Clary could, she would be fast asleep right now as well, but she wasn't. Her mind kept wandering back to Idris causing her an irritating insomnia. Usually whenever Clary couldn't sleep, drawing would make her drowsy enough to be able to. However that wasn't working tonight, causing even more irritation for Clary since she truly did need sleep and without a doubt she knew there were bags under her eyes from the lack of it.Sweet Dreams5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As Clary looked up at the flowers, she realized they were closing up for the remainder of the night and that she would have to continue her drawing the next night. Clary left the greenhouse in a daze and wasn't even sure where her feet had taken her until she saw who's room she was in front of.
Jace and Clary It was one in the morning and Clary was sitting on Jace's bed, drawing in her sketch pad. Jace was in the shower. Isabelle was sleeping, Alec was marking a new dagger in the weapons room and she didn't even know where Simon was.Jace and Clary5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I need to talk to you."
Clary jumped when Jace's voice close behind her. "I hate it when you do that."
"I'm sorry." Jace said.
He had on jeans that rode low on his hips and he had no shirt on, revealing his marked body.
There was a short silence when Clary realized that Jace was waiting for her to speak. "What do you want to talk to me about?" she asked.
He came over to sit on the bed next to her. "Remember when we were at Taki's and I told you I was only interested in being your brother?"
Clary had been trying hard not to think about that day. The day she had finally decided that she didn't care if he was her brother
Need-2Jace looked up and down her body. The moonlight from the window shone straight onto her, making her glow. He looked from the fan of red hair spread out over her pillow, down to the sweatshorts on her hips that had a silver star embroidered on the edge of the cloth, which rested lightly on her thigh. Jace itched to touch it, he hadn't even noticed it before. But he fought his desires, and kept his hands on her arms and neck, no where else was safe, for her or for him.Need-26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He watched her chest rise and fall with her steady breathing, and had to close his eyes so that he wouldn't pull her on top of him. He couldn't do that. He couldn't do anymore than what she asked, because he had promised himself he would never, never hurt her again. For the first time in his life, he was putting what he wanted aside, with great struggle he might add, and giving someone else what they needed. That someone else was her.
Guardian Angel Jace watched silently as she moved around the room, pacing in her annoyance. She muttered continuously under her breath, one long, jumbled stream. He thought he heard his name in there once or twice, but he couldn't be sure. Then, suddenly, she crossed over to her bed and plopped down ungraciously in the middle of it. She picked up her sketch pad and a pencil- Jace wondered vaguely where they'd been hidden- and began drawing.Guardian Angel6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He watched her as she drew, watched as the familiar activity seemed to relax her, until a small smile graced her lips. Then- much too quickly for him- she stopped, lay the sketch pad at the foot of her bed, and leaned back on her pillow to go to sleep. He waited for a few minutes before entering, and then snuck stealthily into her room, closing the door behind him. He grabbed the book off the bed and stared down at it in shock. His face was everywhere on the page