Lucieherondale Histoires

you left your typewriter at my apartment straight from the tortured poets department who else decodes you? ★ the inherent suffering of tortured artists and the inevitability of their intertwined tragedies

A series of inter-connected one-shots about my favourite ships from The Last Hours. Both platonic, and romantic. I wrote this before reading Chain Of Iron, so they may not make sense if you have read Chain of Iron, but I hope you read and enjoy them anyway. Disclaimer:All characters belong to the wonderful Cassandra Clare

Leah Blackthorn is the final 3rd of the Blackthorn Triplets: Mark, Helen and Leah Blackthorn. She is part fae and part angel, however posses magic no one has ever seen before. After being seriously injured by a greater demon during patrol with her parabatai: Isabella Herondale, James Castairs, A.K.A brother Zachariah is sent to heal her wounds, will he heal the invisible ones as well, like her broken heart or will he end up breaking her even more.

This is about Tessa and Will, with there children. I know this part sounds like a lot of other wessa fan fics, but I'll try to make it different. There might be some others characters from the books (TID) in this. Sorry, this sucks, but the story gets better

It's 1903 and the Merry Thieves are on patrol. Stranded in alleyway they find a deumas demon and an unconscious girl. Philomena Woodstorm wakes in the London Institute- in the aftermath of a demon attack. More attacks keep coming. Philomena, who's father was a mundane and a mother descended from an ancient but seclusive shadowhunter family with a dark secret, must fight alongside the others at the institute- all while harbouring illicit and unreturned feelings for James' parabatai- the glamorous but troubled Matthew Fairchild. DISCLAIMER!! All characters (apart from the Woodstorm family) and story ideas belong to Cassandra Clare, I do not take credit for her works.

In 1904, Christopher Lightwood was sent to the Hallowgreen Manor in hopes of getting better training. It's there he falls in love with the mysterious Sage. She is beautiful and soft spoken and somehow has a aura that draws Christopher in. There love is put to the test when Sage's brother goes missing and it takes everything in her power along with some of Christopher's friends to help find him and put a stop to who took him. WARNING: Mature content

"'There is no justice in this world,' she spoke bitterly. 'Only cruel mercy.' Mercy that not everyone got. Mercy that the people who received it didn't always deserve. Amelia could think of several people that deserved her place on the earth more than she did." Sequel to Invisible String!! read that first!!

The title say it all.

"Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us."~Oscar Wide Isha~ A part of my soul will always remain with my dead husband. Matthew~ Will I ever love someone as I love Cordelia? *This is my first work * [This story takes place after Chain Of Thorns]

CHAIN OF IRON SPOILERS Lucie is surprised by Jesse after James and Cordelia's wedding

'Will smirked at Tessa and laid down next to her with James wedged between the two of them. "He will definitely be a Herondale, don't you think Tess?"' Mostly Wessa in between TID and TLH ~ There will be AU's as well ~ And requests for one shots you'd like to see ^-^ /disclaimer/ I found the cover photo on Pinterest; I don't know whose it is .w. /disclaimer/

The title is a work in progress! :)) Just...more stories, set after Chain Of Iron.

❝ The skeletons in both our closets plotted hard to mess this up. ❞ ➝ Taylor Swift "Why are you so afraid to love anyone?" Matthew asked abruptly. The question surprised the girl, but she answered nevertheless. "There's lots of reasons," she paused, thinking over her words. "I mean, obviously, there's heartbreak involved. Love and heartbreak kind of go hand in hand. There's also the fact that I don't want to depend on anyone, because the only person you can really rely on is yourself." "That still doesn't explain it," the boy sighed. "Well," Ascella finally broke eye contact with the green eyed boy, rather turning to look back up to the stary sky. "Maybe I'm afraid to love people because I don't believe anyone could really love me they way I love them." "I do," he wants to say, but he doubts she would ever really listen to him. 【 Previously named 'Flicker' before rewrite】 【 Matthew Fairchild x FEM.OC】 【 Cover by @baIIads 】

Lucie meets Jesse at Chiswick House

A collection of one shots from the series The Infernal Devices and The Last Hours. I did not come up with these characters. Cassandra Clare did. (This is also written by two people, enjoy :)

"I burned my soul when I first found it, I watched as it went up in flames." "Whenever thoughts were hammering in Amelia's head, she could rely on the steady flow of ink coming from her pen, transforming her thoughts into rhymes and similes, alliteration and metaphors. She looked down at the parchment, and the poem scribbled on it. It was stained with the tears she had yet to shed. It was a look into Amelia's soul, all of her thoughts and emotions boiled down into a couple stanzas." Matthew Fairchild x oc Title is totally not inspired by invisible string by Taylor swift ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

This is the Cassandra Clare Fanbook! So this is where we role play characters, and we update our roles and stuff! The role play rules for the Cassandra Clare books are inside!

"We do not get to choose when in our lives we feel pain," said Matilda. "It comes when it comes, and we try to remember, even though we cannot imagine a day when it will release its hold on us, that all pain fades. All misery passes. Humanity is drawn to light, not darkness. the last hours au shadowhunters watching the books story fem! m.fairchild x male lightwood oc

Today is 19 june. The day we remember Will Herondale. After Will's death, everyone wrote a letter to him. The letters are not really long and they are a bit sad, I don't expect people to really read this. I just had the idea, and decide to write it. Ave atque vale Gwilym Owain Herondale Neither the cover nor the characters are mine. All rights to Cassandra Clare