Alec starts a relationship with Magnus Bane the High Warlock of Brooklyn after the unlikely but fateful night when he is dragged to a party by his siblings and Clary and the other mundane Alec doesn't care enough about to remember his name. Alec doesn't know about it now but his life will never be the same. Magnus makes Alec feel alive in ways he's never felt before and Alec can't help but fall deeper in love with Magnus. But then, so many things have happened that threaten to tear them apart. Alec knows that his relationship won't be accepted. But will Alec chose Magnus over everything? Even when the stakes are high, the choices are hard and nothing is ever good and evil? Magnus Bane instantly falls for Alexander Lightwood, the first person he has truly felt love for in centuries. What he doesn't know is that all of his past, what he's worked so hard to cover up and forget will be brought to back to the light. When his life just seems to be going right, he's got Alexander Lightwood as his boyfriend and a job protecting his people, he gets the first visit at the Institute telling him that the peace in his life was over, and then a visit from three friends that he only sees when things go wrong and then everything is thrown around and his hopes of keeping his history to himself is over. Will Magnus be able to keep Alec as his boyfriend or will all of his past mistakes ruin yet another thing? Will Magnus be able to use his past to his advantage or will the pain consume him? And what happens when Greater Demons come into the mix? Will Malec stand the test of hardships and time? Find out in My Love. Many characters and places are owned by Cassandra Clare. There are some characters, places and the plot is mine. Cover art is doesn't by @IAmSage88

Alec Lightwood is a stressed 20 something guy living in New York, working 2 jobs, and just trying to get by. Magnus Bane is a famous fashion designer, and when he comes into the store Magnus works at, both their lives change forever. (Kind of like a Malec human Au rom-com)

Alec sits in a coffee place in New York before going to University, there he will meet a handsome young man with whom he will feel the love and also the pain of losing it.

"My name is Magnus," he introduced himself, gold eyes shining. "Magnus Lightwood." "I didn't know Maryse and Robert had another kid," Alec said, much more sharply than intended. "Adopted," he amended, shrugging one shoulder. "My parents-died. Years ago." Alexander is your average High Warlock of Brooklyn, but what is he to do when he meets an infuriatingly beautiful Shadowhunter with a clouded past, who lives with the family that kicked him out over a dozen years ago? Nothing at all--because Alexander certainly isn't gay, and absolutely not for a Shadowhunter. He has more important things to do.

Garrington, Indiana is as exciting as a town name "Garrington" can get. On the eve of their senior Prom, Alec sees Magnus and Magnus hears Alec, and their lives get more excitement than either of them can handle.

Detective Alec Lightwood desperately wants to solve a case but he's without leads. CEO Magnus Bane needs to get himself out of trouble, but has no way to do it. They both need help. An unexpected meeting brings forth an equally unexpected teamwork that might be the answer they both need. A teamwork that will affect them both in ways they did not foresee.

- I open my eyes and look into the face of the man who captured my imagination not two hours ago. In front of me, with one arm around Jace and the other around Matthew Fairchild stands the man from London who fucked my brains out one cold dark autumn night and returned to his wife the next morning. - The dream lived and yet in the shadows, a mask to hide who you are. The football pitch is no place for tolerance. Power and money determine who you have to be. Homophobia on the football pitch drives many a gay man to acts we never even dream of. This story shows how it should be. Tolerance and active openly gay football players. Homophobia sucks. This is my response. Never be ashamed of who you are.... The characters belong to Cassandra Clare. The story is mine. No copying allowed. Smut and boyxboy. Don't like it, don't read it.

Alec sighed dramatically loud, rolled over on his back again only to pull the duvet over his head. It earned him another chuckle from Magnus. "You know you're living on borrowed time. Izzy won't respect your privacy forever." Alec sat up, leaning against the headboard knowing Magnus was right. "I know. I-, I just like what we have. I like that you're just mine, and mine alone. Once they find out, I don't know when this..." he gestured between them, "...will be possible again."

It took a few seconds before Simon cleared his throat. "So, Alec Lightwood, huh? What's our status?" Magnus shrugged, tried his best to steady his racing, deceitful heart and swallowed hard before answering. "Same as it has always been; we hate him." --- OR that time Magnus got more than he bargained for - in the best possible way.

DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY, IM SIMPLY MOVING THIS STORY FROM AO3 TO WATTPAD BECAUSE ITS AN AMAZING STORY THIS FIC IS BY "Lecrit" ON AO3 ALL RIGHTS GO TO HER [COMPLETED] "You should get a tattoo." Alec firmly believed in coincidences, in the serendipity that could bring the hazards of life, but even he could admit that sometimes, things seemed to happen for a reason. He was too much of a pragmatic person to truly believe in fate and destiny. So even when Jace blurted those words at him as he stumbled into his shop, they remained abstract concepts to him, no matter how it nudged at the back of his mind.