Soul Bound, Heart Bound (Mortal Instruments fanfic)

Soul Bound, Heart Bound (Mortal Instruments fanfic)

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The golden eyes looked at her softly, and yet they burned into her as if the Heavenly Fire itself. Now it seemed that she knew every scar on his ivory skin, every feather on his mighty wings that shone like molten gold. No... I couldn't be the truth. This had to be a dream, this had to be a nightmare. However something inside whispered it wasn't... This was reality, once again a new one. She wanted to scream that she belonged to another, but her body remembered, remebered every single moment how her fingers were tangled in his long sleek hair, how her lips were locked to his rough ones and how her skin heated against his... She cried inside because she was his, and he was hers. He caressed her cheek before standing up and putting on his long white robe. "I have to go" he said, his tone gentle and understanding "My duty to Heaven calls me. Though I will return soon, my dear. And then nothing will bring us apart ever again". She just nodded. I shook my head, anger and dissapointment boiling in my veins. Why did this have to be true. I hoped I will never again join my ways with shadowhunters. Especially one of them. Of Fairchilds. A demon had saved me after they left me to die. A demon had raised me as his own. And a demon was the one whom my heart had called the first time our eyes met. My home was Purgatory, I despised Idris. A shadowhunter had destroyed his own kin, and yet few still remained. Me included. And though there were still angels. She was bound to the one I held the most dear. It seemed whatever I had wanted of that matter, the destiny decided otherwise. Perhaps then it was for the best. If not the Destiny, I would have never met Belial after all, just like my uncle would have never met her. In Destiny we trust, as it canno be changed. Yet, yet, beloved summer, my words don't mean the ice was broken. (OC/OC, Clary/Raziel, Isabelle/Meliorn) *Disclaimer - I own nothing exept Aida and other OC's. As well as Purgatory.
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{The Mortal Instruments Fanfiction} "You're not really in love with me, it isn't real. I feel like I've stolen you from someone... extraordinary." I tell the man in front of me with tears blurring my vision which only makes them worse because I desperately want to see him clearly for the last time. "Clary, what are you talking about?" He inches towards me, his voice cracking and hand outstretched but I recoil from him. I've done enough damage. "You are extraordinary, you're my extraordinary." He pleads with me, only making this harder. "I'm not and by god I wish I was but I'm not. I have to let you go so you have a real shot at finding it because you deserve it and she, whoever she is, she deserves it too." •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• You know what they say, sometimes when you love something you have to let it go. Clary learns that the hard way. Love cannot be bought, especially in a little pink vial labelled 'Liquid Love'. Or can it?

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