Okay guys, this is the fic that wasn't planned at all, but now here it is.
Addicted Magnus Bane, from whom life has taken everything, or rather his ex-wife. His huge house, most of his wealth, his self-respect, his pride, and his 3-year-old little one he loved more than anything.
He flees into the fog of drugs and alcohol, thus the destruction of his own career is perfectly managed by himself.
Will a tall, dark and handsome music therapist (whose watch stopped at 9.30 many years before) be able to help him?
NOTES: English is not my first language, so go easy on me.
Please don't compare the characters with the characters in Cassandra Claire's books. In my story you will only find references to the TV show. If you don't like it, don't read it. Thank you.
I plan to post one chapter per week. No promises, life is pretty hectic. Subscribe or follow me on any of my SMs. (IG, Twitter -link in my bio) I'll always write a post when I add a new chapter.
Please mind the tags and the additional warnings in the notes.
This time the chapters will be shorter than you're used to from me.
(I don't own any of the characters. All belong to Cassandra Claire. The story is my own. I only use the names to make it easier to relate to the story)
[ A Malec Fanfiction. ]
I apologies for the short chapters, they were originally written on IG. Also, some chapters haven't been edited, there could be any type of typos.
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Magnus Bane, a boy with a lot of insecurities, who hates himself and his life. Have you ever felt as if you were trapped inside a castle of glass? That's what Magnus Bane feels. Trapped in a castle with just sorrows and obliged to face your own demon, yourself. Where nobody will ever hear your pain.
"Alec Lightwood? I've heard he has a personal driver that takes him to the University when he feels like".