The title says it all.
In this book I will write preferences and the occasional imagine about:
- Jace
- Alec
- Simon
- Magnus
- Raphael
Recently added:
- Clary
- Isabelle
- Maia
- Jordan
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Jace You were a shadowhunter and had been born and raised in Idris but when you turned 18 your parents decided to ship you off to the New York Institute much to your dismay. So naturally when you stepped out of the portal that had taken you there and was met with the smiling face of a dark haired girl you weren't in your best mood.
"You must be [Y/N]. Welcome to the New York institute. I'm Isabelle Lightwood and I'm supposed to show you around" she said as she held her hand out for you to shake.
You mustered up the best smile you could manage and shook her hand before she showed you inside to start the tour
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"So this is the training room" Isabelle declared as you stepped foot into what indeed looked to be a training room.
Your eyes scanned the room and landed upon two figures sparring further into the room. One of them caught your eye almost instantly. A blond haired guy clad in a tight black tank top that showed off the runes covering his muscular arms. He blocked a strike from his tall dark haired partner and his muscles flexed as he made his counterattack and disarmed the guy before him.
"Who's that?" You turned your gaze away from the guy to look at Isabelle who was standing next to you.
"The one who just got his ass kicked? That's my broth-"
"No, the blond one" you cut her off as your gaze shifted to look at the guy in question.
He had helped his friend up from off the floor and patted his back as his lips turned upwards into a grin. His eyes shifted from his friend and landed upon you as if he could feel your stare burning into his skin. He arched an eyebrow in amusement when you didn't look away, and a cocky grin overtook his handsome features.
"That's Jace" Isabelle spoke up and you tore your gaze away from him to look at her. "Looks like they're coming over" she added and nodded her head for you to turn back around.
You did and suddenly came face to face with the so called Jace. The grin that had previously painted his features was ever so present as he looked down at you.
"You must be the new girl. I'm Jace" he said as he held his hands out for you to shake.
"Oh, I already know. Isabelle told me" you grasped his hand and shook it slowly. "I'm [Y/N]" you said as your lips turned upwards into a smile.
Maybe your stay at the New York Institute wouldn't be so bad after all.
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Alec
You were walking home from the store late at night after running out to get some ice cream when you could suddenly hear a low grunt followed by the sound of a muffled scream sounding from the alley by your side.
