⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ❝ 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔.❞ Dahlia Bridgestock hated Matthew Fairchild with every ounce of her being. The moment she had met him the Academy. That was three years ago, now after leaving the academy she still hated him. Then her father, Inquisitor Bridgestock asks the Consul to get Matthew and Dahlia married. Neither her or Matthew want to be trapped in this holy matrimony so they device a plan. The pretend, they act as if in love then divorce a year later. Simple. But a lot can happen in a year....what do these two Shadowhunters have in store for each other? *ೃ༄ 💫 Highest Rankings 💫 #1 matthewfairchild #1 chainofgold #1 chainofiron #1 thelasthours #1 christopherlightwood #3 cassandraclare [currently writing cot]

"TO LIVE IS THE RAREST THING IN THE WORLD. MOST PEOPLE EXIST. THAT IS ALL." Estelle Lightwood is the second-born child of Gabriel Lightwood and Cecily Herondale. Younger sister to Anna, and older sister to Christopher and Alexander. She has been trained, as most Shadowhunters are, from when she was a child. Trained in the art of fighting, demon-slaying and being a badass. The boys call her their Maid Marian, much to her dismay, in their little band of 'Merry Thieves'. But, they all know she is just as much a fighter as they are. [on hold until i get around to writing part 2 - chain of iron] *i do not own any of the characters except for estelle lightwood! all other characters and the storyline belong to the ever talented cassandra clare

"The heart was made to be broken." Oscar Wilde ________________ "It hurts," she whispered so softly that the wind would've drifted her words away if he hadn't been listening for them. There was a sharp pain in her chest, as if her heart was breaking even more just to prove her point. "Love didn't hurt you," he told her, his gaze steady and so piercing it was as if she could feel the words entering her aching heart. "Someone that didn't know how to love you did. Don't confuse the two." | The Last Hours ↠ Chain of Iron ↠ Matthew Fairchild [2] |

❝Someone will remember us, I say, even in another time. ❞ After surviving and successfully escaping the cruel captivity of the Dark Sisters, Marie Wayland finds her way back to the London Institute. Alongside her new friend, Tessa Gray, Marie is trying to adjust to the life that had once slipped through her fingers. Unfortunately, the task is not as easy as it seems. The Shadowhunters are being threatened by an army of clockwork creatures, Marie's father is setting impossible choices for his daughter and, on top of everything, the feelings Marie didn't realize she was having for her childhood friend are resurfacing. Alongside with a new-found darkness in her heart. The only thing Marie and her friends can do is place courage above fear and slay the very demons that are threatening to raise chaos. CLOCKWORK ANGEL | CASSANDRA CLARE Book One of The Wayland Chronicles Part of Sonnets of Darkness Universe

"You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear." Oscar Wilde ________________ His lips grazed against the skin on her cheek before he gently pressed a kiss there. She could feel the heat radiating from her face and she was silently thankful that it was so dark outside he couldn't see her blush. "Mon coeur est à toi," he whispered ever so softly as he moved his lips from her cheek to her ear. My heart is yours. | The Last Hours ↠ Chain of Gold ↠ Matthew Fairchild [1] |

Caroline was just a normal girl with a normal life. She had her brother Simon and best friend Clary with her at all times, never wishing for anything different. Her life didn't include demons with poisoned claws or half angles with shining blades. It certainly didn't include a certain stubborn Lightwood. Thanks to Clary, her and her brother got dragged into a world that wasn't theirs. Or was it? *Follows book story line and not the TV show* Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Mortal Instruments characters or plot. I only own Caroline. All credit go to Cassandra Clare. *Contains swearing *Currently on hold

❝Oh yeah, of course, you hunt demons and I'm Voldemort's daughter.❞ ❝Obviously I'm gonna follow the weird guy I just met and who just killed something even weirder in front of me, it makes perfect sense.❞ ❝I like Alec. He's the only one who understands that if we don't do anything we'll die.❞ ❝Why does everyone keeps calling me Clary, I know we're twins but we don't even look alike.❞ shadowhunters season 1 cover inspired by @-voidallison

The world knew of three special children - the Angel-blooded ones, Clarissa Fairchild and Jace Herondale, and the demon-blooded one, Sebastian Morgenstern. But there was another one - a child with an angel's heart but demon's blood. There was another child with superficial strength, agility, speed, grace, special talents and an invincible physique. Her name was Leah Ravenscar - one of the six heroes who had helped save the world. And she was the illegitimate daughter of Tessa Gray and Brother Zachariah. Sequel - Leah Carstairs - is out now!

Being the best friend of Jace Wayland is not an easy thing, especially since I'm in love with him. When I was twelve, my parents were brutally murdered and I had seen their bloodied bodies. I ran from the house not looking back and went to the New York Institute where I met the Lightwoods and Jace. I quickly became best friends with the golden haired boy, being that we understood each other better than anyone else. But overtime, I also fell in love with him. But five years later, this girl, Clary, came into the picture. And I began losing my best friend to the pretty little red head whose mind was blocked. Jace slowly began replacing me with Clary. I had already lost my parents, and now I going to loose Jace too.

When it rains, it pours. There will be blood in the water. ~ This is our time. No turning back. ~ We could live, we could live like legends. ~ Left with no other choice, Ashylne Malov travels to another dimension to seek help for her dying realm. But it seems fate is against her when she arrives in the Shadow Hunter Institute in Brooklyn, New York and is met with three young warriors the same age as herself. No Clave. No Inquisitors. And certainly no army to help reclaim her home. As Ashylne, Alec, Isabelle and Jace set out in a desperate attempt to save her people and lands, Ashylne finds herself in places and situation she never thought would exist. Hope is scattered among pain and love blossoms through the destruction. Legends might not die, but the people they tell of are not immortal.