Magnus Bane is a professional journalist. He has interviewed politicians, artists, and eccentric personalities without batting an eye. But no guest has ever thrown him off balance quite like Professor Alexander Gideon Lightwood. Maybe it's his calm voice. Maybe his sharp, intelligent gaze. Or maybe... it's that damn pair of glasses.

Alec Lightwood once had a brilliant future as a ballet dancer-until a car accident shattered his career in an instant. Convinced that someone deliberately sabotaged him, he leaves New York behind, vowing never to return to the world of dance. When his beloved grandmother passes away, leaving him her prestigious dance academy, Alec refuses to take responsibility, entrusting the school's management to his sister, Izzy. Three years after her death, the past comes calling. The academy is on the brink of collapse, and a desperate plea from Izzy forces Alec to return. But nothing prepares him for the shock of discovering that Magnus Bane-one of the men he once suspected-now teaches at his school. Haunted by old wounds and mistrust, Alec greets Magnus with hostility. Yet the more they work together, the more he begins to question his assumptions-was Magnus truly involved in his accident? As the truth slowly unravels, new feelings stir between them. But Alec is now Magnus' employer, and a relationship between them would be a scandal. Can Alec find the courage to trust again-trust in dance, in love, and in Magnus?

Alec and Magnus share a quiet, intimate moment on a warm summer night, sitting together on the balcony.

Story Klappentext Der talentierte Eiskunstläufer Magnus Bane, sieht sich selbst schon als Gewinner der olympischen Goldmedaille bei den Winterspielen im berühmten Lake Placid. Das dabei viele Amerikaner glauben, der Sohn einer Amerikanerin und eines Indonesiers, sei zu arrogant und habe das Gold nicht verdient, ist ihm völlig egal. Doch auch Image ist wichtig und nach einen erneuten Skandal, bewahrt ihn nur eine ehrenamtliche Verpflichtung, die ihm vom amerikanischen olympischen Komitee auferlegt wird, davor, von den Spielen verbannt zu werden. Als zusätzlicher Trainer des Eishockeyteams der USA, muss er die Spieler fit machen um mit dem aufsteigendem Star der Nationalmannschaft mithalten zu können. Alec Lightwood ist der gefeierte neue Eishockey Star der New York Rangers. Gleich in seiner ersten NHL Saison hat er seinem Team zum Gewinn des Stanley Cups verholfen. Er ist schnell, elegant und leidenschaftlich auf dem Eis. Er lebt für den Sport, die Mannschaft und die Ehre. Sein Instinkt für das Spiel, seine Liebe zum Sport und seine Bescheidenheit, machen ihn zur Hoffnung eines ganzen Landes. Zwei unterschiedliche junge Männer. Der Traum vom olympischen Gold. Die Suche nach den eigenen Wünschen und der Zukunft - davon erzählt dieses Buch.

Alec hadn't realized what telling his parents would mean. He hadn't expected to be sleeping in his car just for being gay. If not for his best friend, he might not have been able to finish college, and started working as a paramedic. Alec also might not have been at the bar that night, might never have met the man of his dreams. Some OOC aspects to the characters. Disclaimer: Cassandra Clare owns everything but the plot. The plot is mine. Edited by Writesalott. AU/AH Malec fic.

He was different. He wasn't a normal angel. After all, who had ever heard of an angel who harbored a fear of heights and was unable to fly?

Idris High school has cliques just like every other school. Alec Lightwood has his own label however 'The Nobody'. Alec doesn't mind being the nobody but Magnus Bane disagrees. He makes a bet with his friends that he can make the nobody into the most popular boy in school. Can Magnus do it? Can shy socially awkward Alec become anything more than what he's labeled as? Note: I do not own the art of this cover.

Alec was kidnapped by a certain Warlock. He tries to find out the reasons behind his captivity and starts to feel strange things towards his kidnapper. Could that be love? Or is it a protection mechanism of his body, is he just a victim of Stockholm Syndrome? He starts questioning all his actions and struggles to differentiate between his alleged illness and his true feelings. I hope I'll see you in the comments! ❤️ Best rank: 🔥#1 in malec ! Tysm!🔥

"He wanted to be touched. He wanted to know how it feels like to have Magnus's hands on his body. How his soft fingers touch him. 'Just a little more..' he thought and looked Magnus in the eyes and slowly unzipped his own jacket." ××× Here are my Malec one shots. Some are fluffy smutty etc.. Hope you enjoy ;)

J'ai le réunion dans," Alec looked down at his wrist watch, the one Rafe had gifted him a few months ago on his birthday, "4 minutes, Max. Qu'est-ce que je fais maintenant?" "Kinda hot." Magnus muttered slowly, Alec speaking French had always been hot, but the kids heard it. Max and Rafael looked pained. Alec looked at him with a "seriously? Right now?" look. Max turned to his boyfriend, trying to ignore his papa's words "What did he say?" "He has the meeting in 4 minutes and he asked what he's going to do now." // Or: Important meetings, potion mishaps, Alec can now only speak french, Magnus finds it sexy, and Max is tired of everyone blaming him for the mess. // Or: A collab with @SleeepDeprived over a prompt we've been discussing for a while. (Blame google translator and Arsis' french teacher of three years for the distorted français)