For the First Time is BACK!

And yes, after it's really, really long vacation, FTFT is back and ready to roll.

So yeah, it's back.

I promise there will be an ending very soon, so don't fret.

I'm working on Breakeven now and I'm making it long and dramtic to make up for the crappy stuff I wrote for Nothing.

~Angel_Eyes

The Lowdown on Raziel's Legacy

Okays, so yes, Raziel's Legacy(RL) is the title of the RA sequel.

I just decided that, so yeah...

It's going to be posted when I finnish the outtakes which are going on now.

And I'm currently working on Chapter 2 of RL. Why?

becuase I plan on having it all pre-written so I can get it update weekly. Which means there should be less waiting and more updating.

So yeah. Be happy.

I am. ;)

~Angel_Eyes/Booknina15 XD

RA 2 Quote Banner

okay, so I got bored and decided to make a quote banner with a teaser from the Raziel Academy Sequel.

So here goes:

Don't you just love it?

Well even if you don't, I must say I'm happy with the result.

Anyway, if you're here, let me tell you that the images on the banner hold some meaning too.

So yeah...ENJOY!

And on another note, I got chapter one done, so chapter two is being steadily worked upon, so all ahread of schedual here. WIN!

I also need to think up a title. Anyone got an idea?

Oh, yeah, Nothing(the chapter of FTFT) is on it's way....

ave atque vale,

~Bookninja15/Angel_eyes

News and more news

So yah, USB is in hell....but I got it working long enough to back it up, so I have stuff done...

Right now I'm working on:

Chapter Four of Indestructible.

Chapter ONE of The RA sequel..;P
(Prologue is DONE!)

Chapter SEVENTEEN of For the First Time(Nothing)

Chapter THREE of the Outtakes/Prequels of RA...(Forsaken Angels- The Amaya Story)

A mystery oneshot songfic for Simon and Isabelle.

and a bucketload of other things not in the MI world...but you know me...always writing....

So yeah....

BE EXCITED!!

I'm also having a hell of a fun time writing chapter four of Indestructible....it's my fave chapter yet.

And if anyone is interested, I started a deviant art account and have been going rather photoshop happy there....
Not with MI just yet....but I have stuff planned...

Ave atque vale,

~Bookninja15/Angel_eyes

PS: I promise to include a teaser for the RA sequel in all review replies for Forsaken Angels. ;P

Disregards

Okay....Disregard that last post.

My USB decided to be nice again, so no delays...

Failures of the USB

Okay, so just recently(about a few hours ago) my USB failed, thus meaning I can't acess anything on there. -__-

One of the few things on there I needed was the latest chapter of For The First Time.

It's gone, so I'm back to the drawing board, writing it all up again.

I'm SO lucky...*mutters*

Well it could be worse...still, I do promise I'm working on it, so it might be a little later than expected.

I feel bad for making people wait for so long.

Anyway, I posted a new oneshot today, Think of you Later, a short little cute thing involving: Clace(DUH), cleaning, a puke covered mop, confessions of love, kissing, fluff and more.

So yeah...go have a look. ;P

For the First Time- Updates

Okay, so I realise it has been AGES since I updated For The First Time, and I feel really bad about it.

I've just been so busy/lazy.....

But now?

I swear to the angel I'm working on it. You want proof? Fine, have a teaser:

But the vase was not enough, he needed Isabelle back, she was the only thing that mattered, not Clary, not any of those other girls.

Only her.

With her sweet dark eyes and sweet smile, she was truly one of a kind.

So he had to get her back.

No matter the cost, she was going to be his again.

***

Oohh.....

I know. I always have the creepy ones.

Now, I do actually know how FTFT(for the first time) is going to end, so never fear. There will be a finnished fic.

And c'mon, only 4 more chapters to go:

Nothing(the one I'm currently writing)
Breakeven
I'm Yours
This = love

This = love(this is love, btw) will be the epilogue, as I thought it would be a pretty apropriate end.

Listen to the songs and you might get a hint as to what's up next.

Oh, and I have written a songfic for the song 'Nothing' before, so if you wanna look at it....feel free.

ave atque vale,

~Angel_eyes (aka Bookninja15)

In which there is a smiley face

Well here I go again, updating just for the heck of it.

So, I've been in an almost litteral cave for the past two weeks. Sorry. I've also been very neglectful of my writing.

I've barely toughed anything. But blame the laziness that came with the holidays. I think being at school made me a little more focused and I got crap done.

Now that I'm back, I will get back into action and WRITE!

Okay, so what is next?

Well I'm going to get into writing the RA sequel, to get some chapters pre-written so I'll be able to update once a week and thus be reallty regular.

I will also try and get For The First Time done, and when that happend, I'll put more of a focus on Insdestructible.

And remeber that oneshot I promised for the 200th reviewer of RA?

It's ALMOST DONE! and yes, it is about time I got it done....

Ave atque vale,

~Angel_eyes/Bookninja15

PS. I also have a few side projects I'm working on slowly, which I have no idea where they're going, but here they are anyway....

A blog's Facelift and cool lists

Well hello!

As per usual, I'm bored and I decided to create a whole new layout for the blog.

I made a cool header(see the awesomesauce image) and then re-did the rest of it to suite.

On another note, I have now decided on what will be in the Raziel Academy outtakes, it is as follows:

1. Jace and Kaelie- Fey Blue Eyes
2. Magnus and Alec- They are the stars
3. Amaya- Forsaken Angels
4. Alicia- Sand and Sacrifice
5. Simon and Isabelle- Rats on the Terrace
6. Clary- Moonlit Graffitti
7. Jace- Said a Dream
8. Valentine- Old Attic Horrors
9. Jonathan- Give my Regards to Death
10. Cain- Such is Silver

Who is Cain? Well you'll find out....;)

Some rather amusing updates

HELLO!

As per usual in winter, I find myself stuck down by yet another cold, which sucks even more than last time because it is frexing holidays.

I get all the luck don't I?

ANYWAY...

While I am here, I must say I have been a bit crazy and have started RA2. Currently, the title of that is a secret, a top secret secret.

Yeah....so here I am, giving you a really, really cool teaser from that.
Yep, a Teaser from the sequel to raziel academy:

It's from the prologue, so yeah...LOOK:

Tales like those were hard to ignore, especially at a time like this. He felt something stirring here, something that he didn’t like. Jonathan usually disliked things, but this ran deeper than a common dislike, the things here set him on edge, made him want to strike out and attack.

Jonathan looked around; he had better things to do than wonder if ghost were real or not.

Upon his father’s death, he now had to take hold of his father’s legacy and finish what Valentine had started.

***

haha, like it?

Well you'll have to wait for that to be fully relased. I don't know when I'll have the time to start the sequel. I think after I get the outtakes done.

Ave atque vale,

~Angles_ eyes/Bookninja15

Saying Bye...AND HI!

Okay, so guess what i just finnished?

Raziel Academy!

Yep, I have it all done, but not all posted, I just finnished it yesterday, late at night, typically. But I managed to send off The epilogue for edits and I posted the last actual chapter today.

I feel kinda happy that I got it done, becuase this marks the first multi-chap I've ever completed!

The Raziel Academy Journey has been a fun one, I've thought up some epic plots, met random people who're almost as crazy as me, given away countless cookies, victory danced at every review and went extatic the day I got to 100.

Yep, I loved writing Raziel Academy, it was an awesome fanfiction.

Now, THAT IS NOT THE END!

There is much more to the Raziel story, in fact there is an outtakes fic, one that entails events I didn't include in Raziel Academy, events that i so much wanted to write, but didn't.

THERE IS GOING TO BE A SEQUEL!

Yes, there is. I'm not cooking you. There will be a sequel. I'm not going to start that for a while though, I'm woking on other things. Like Indestructible, which is SO CLOSE to release.

In fact I think I might even post it now....so tempting.....

I have the first chapter ready to go-

Screw it. I'm posting it RIGHT NOW.

*hops over to fanfiction.net to post it*

Okay, I did it.

I regret nothing.

look at this to see my point:

SEE?

No regrets. ;P

Be happy for me. I made a new fanfic.

~Angel_eyes/Bookninja15

The Update

Okay, so you remeber chasing a kiss, right?

well, in regard to the relese date: It will be moved to the 30th of JUNE!!!

Why? Well I realised I wouldn't have the time on July 1st. This is becuase I have other things I need to do on that day and I won't even have time to think about the computer, so I can't get it up then.

So I moved it to June 30. Cool right? ;P

Anyway, Raziel is almost over. Yep. It really is.

And as you know, that's not quite the end, the outtake fic will be posted sometime. can't say exactly when. I have other things I need to get done.

I feel kinda sad that RA is almost over, but still rather accomplished too y'know?

Chapter 17: No One Else is being worked on and will be released soon.

Then after that, the epilogue will be worked upon and posted.

Then THIS is what I'll be posting:

Yep, Indestructible is nigh.

Be excited.

Ave atque vale,

~Angel_eyes(Bookninja15)

Updates and Images

Okay, of any of youy bother to look at this blog, here is news on what exactly is going on with my MI fics:

Raziel Academy will have a side fic with outtakes that I wanted to write, but couldn't really squeeze into the actual fic.
They shall include:

-Magnus and Alec's Date.

-The inside story on what really happened with Kaelie and Jace

-Little extras about Amaya

& more. That'll be about 10 chapters all up, but each will be of decent size, about 2,000 word each.

And I even made a nifty little banner:

Isn't it awesome? ^-^ (Click on it to see the full sized awesomeness)

(and yes, that is Dakota Fanning you see in the background as Amaya).


Also, I updated the old fic, Those Eyes, I had the first chapter edited and then added a sequel thing, which is basicly Clary's POV of the night.  I eve gave it a new title: Enchanted to Meet You.

Fot The First Time is nearly over, so Indestructible will be set to appear as soon as that's over.

Chasing a Kiss is VERY close to it's release(You excited? Cause I am). Only like 18 days to go(!!).

One last thing: Seeing as I broke the 100 mark on FTFT(Which is a total win) I'm wiriting a oneshot for the 100th reviewer, as I always am going to do for every 100th review I get.

Anyway, that's all for now, I think.

Ave atque vale,

~Angels_eyes
(Bookninja15)

Chasing a Kiss Teaser

Okays, now I have a little teaser lined up for Chasing a Kiss, the fanfic I wrote for the Fandom Fights Tsunami complcation.

Go HERE for info on that. I think it's still cool to donate.

Anyway the Summary:

After eight years of a friendship only in letters, Clary in New York, and Jace in Idris, finally decide it's time to meet face to face. So when years of a written friendship come to life, will other feelings make themselves known?

THE BANNER:

THE TEASER:

"Where's Jace?"

Clary bit her lip; was it better to lie and say he'd just stepped outside or confess that he'd run off?

"Um…" Clary began, deciding it was better to tell the truth than lie to her mother.

But then Jace came up behind her, holding a paper bag.

"Where were you?" she blurted out, sounding almost rude. He looked hurt for a single moment but composed himself and smiled at her.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" he said, lifting up one eyebrow. She sighed internally, wishing she could do that.

"I would actually. Care to share?"

"Later," he said with a wink.

So...There is where I leave you. I hope you lot like Chasing a Kiss, it's sweet and 'awesome' as my kick ass beta Icyfirelove3 said when I got her to check it over a while ago.
Now before you ask why I haven't put it up sooner, then let me tell you this:

According to the Tsunami people, I CANNOT post my fic on FFnet before June 29th, I have picked July 1st as a resonable date because it works better than 29th of June.
So yeah...

Ave atque vale,

~Angel_eyes(or bookninja15)

Third Fic

Okay, so the third fic, written by Hawaiiangrl

Here it is,  It's a rather awesome MaiaxJordan ones.

First of all this is my first ever and it probably sucks!! I believe this is for liliannechavez I hope this is good! If not I’m sorry but actually tell me what you wish happened and I’ll change some things and then put it on my Fanfiction. And I don’t own anything every character is Ms. Clare’s. They are totally bipolar!

Maia POV

It seems like I just have bad luck. Last week was Grandpa, now it’s Grandma. Two people that watched over me my entire life had passed on and now I have no blood family left. Now my best girl friend’s-Clary- parents adopter me-Luke and Jocelyn- and including their son Jonathan. At least I have my friends to help me go through this, when I tell them

“Are you sure you’ll be alright at school today?” Jocelyn asks, she and Luke are the only ones that know, and I hope to keep it that way.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” I answer throwing up my wall and showing person everyone thinks I am.

“Alright then have a good day at school.” She says giving me a quick hug before Clary and Jonathan get down from their rooms.

“Okay we can go now!” Clary says running down the stairs, “You okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine.” She looks to her mom and I can see gears working in head trying to figure what is happening.

“Let’s go we have to pick up Jace.”

“Bye mom.” Jonathan and Clary says walking out of the house and into his Maserati car.

 ~~~~~~~

“Maia where have you been!” Kyle- my best friend-yells.

“I’ve been busy…” I say turning from my locker smiling despite last night’s discovery.

“I’ll see you later.” Clary says wiping her eyes trying to smile.

“She alright?” Kyle asks.

“Yeah I think so.” I smile my day getting even better seeing him. No we aren’t together…but I wish.

“Ready to go to Mrs. Hewes?” he asks.

“Totally I’ve been looking forward to having her for Home Economic since summer.” I say enthusiastically.

“Good.” He says walking in the doorway just as the late bell had rung.

“Good morning class it is nice to see you guys again.” Mrs. Hewes says, “It is only the first week of school so just chill you guys just have to sign some papers, you know the drill.”

“So how was summer?” I ask Kyle.

“It was fun I went to Europe to visit my family.”

“How are they?”

“Good they-“

“Maia?” Aline’s annoying voice interrupts mine and Kyle’s conversation.

“What do you want?” I ask irritated by her presence.

“So what was the scene in the bathroom with you and Clary?” She smirks looking at Kyle.

“What incident?” Kyle asks.”

“Nothing it was just something small, you don’t need to know what it was about Aline, so back off.” I tell her.

“I don’t need you to tell me that your dear grandparent’s passed away.” I paused and I kept trying to blink the tears away, squeezing my hands open and closed trying not to punch her.

“Maia? Why didn’t you tell me?” Kyle asks hurt written clearly on his face.

“I was going to tell you don’t get me wrong. Just not now.” I tell him my voice cracking and closing as I try to swallow the lump in my throat.

“But I see you told Clary.” Aline continues, I look at Kyle and see how hurt he felt and he looked torn even if it wasn’t over a death.

“I just…I’m sorry.” I turn and run out of the room but not before I shoot a glare to a smirking Aline.

Kyle POV

“Do you know where Maia is?” I ask Clary.

“Yeah she went home, I’m really sorry Kyle.” She tells me.

“No it is neither one of your fault I was being selfish and didn’t comfort her, I was too absorbed about not being the one she first told.”

“Don’t explain to me, go get her.”

I felt like a complete idiot for not comforting Maia and just thinking about myself, I really have to apologize to her. I search for her keys under the flower pot and open the front door to Clary’s them house. I go upstairs to see her door shut but I hear sobbing. Opening the door Maia was by her desk in a chair with a picture of her grandparents in her lap. I go behind her and lift her walking to her bed settling her in my lap rocking her back and forth.

“It’s okay.” I murmur into her ear as her crying comes to a close knowing that someone is here and trying to pull the person everyone think she is back up.

“I’m sorry.” She says and I shake my head.

“No it was not your fault I was being selfish usually you always tell me everything and I just felt hurt. I should have been telling Aline to shut up and comfort you.”

“Well you are now.” She smiles, and I lean down to kiss her on the lips wanting to do that for some time.

Haha, I like it.

Now, that might be the last of the good people who actually sent it to me, so of you haven't, get sending or tell me it can't happen. okay?

~Angel_eyes ;)

Second Fic!

After my laziness, I finally fot fic number 2 up!!

here it is, twas written by bookwormium13

He wasn’t really an evil warlock. They just had different opinions. Couldn’t a guy have free speech? Sure, when he got mad, a few people ended up with antlers, but that’s normal, right?
They didn’t think so. But now he was labeled dark. Well, everyone got upset after you tried to banish them, didn’t they? But why did they still throw him out of the group?
And Elle...his dear Elle.  He thought they wouldn’t mind, that the leader wouldn’t have to break them up. The leader’s wife had her own love life, but didn’t seem to think anyone else could have one.
The leader’s wife had never mentioned who she really was, but that was obvious to him-she had underestimated how powerful he really was.
He’d have his revenge. Soon.
* * *
“Jace, we really don’t have time for this. I’m absolutely sure you pummeled Alec during training and he’s being stubborn-”
“Mom!”
“Honey, I know as well as you who would obviously win. Isabelle, we don’t have time for that either, you’d look beautiful in either your new dress or skinny jeans.”
Maryse, as she had mentioned before, was in a hurry and had no time for arguments and last-minute decisions. The new instructor would be here soon, and everyone had to be ready to greet him in the new wing.
“I think he’s a vampire,” gushed Isabelle, rushing out of her room in dark skinny jeans and a green fitted tee. “Why else would he want to stay on un-hallowed ground?” She turned to Clary, who rolled her eyes.
“He’s just a Shadowhunter, Izzy. Your imagination is as weird as your outfits nowadays.”
Isabelle pretended to be mildly offended. “How dare you accuse me of rainbow-striped knee socks! They are so in, Ms ‘I think I can get away with wearing trash but I can’t if I practically live in the Institute!’ I know they look weird, but in is in, and I’m not going to look out of place when-”
Maryse shushed the girls as her phone rang. “Hello? Yes, we’re in the wing... Why can’t you stay here?...Later, yes...alright, I can’t wait to meet you. Thanks!” They heard a dial tone, and she handed the phone to Robert.
They reached the large wooden door and Maryse pulled out a silver key. “He’s so odd,” she muttered. “Why can’t he come into the Institute?”
The door creaked open, and a maze of hallways and rooms just like the rest of the building seemed to get brighter for a moment, until the door shut. They all padded down one hall, to the library, where a young man stood, waiting.
He turned as they all walked in: Maryse, Robert, Alec, Isabelle, Jace, and Clary. They studied him, his light tan, brown hair, and blue eyes. Maryse stepped forward, her hand raised. He shook it, then turned to the rest of the group.
“Hello. My name is Fell, and yes, I was named after Ragnor Fell.” He smiled. “He was my trainer, you’d say, as I will be yours.”
“Trainer?” It was Jace. “Shadowhunters aren’t trained by warlocks, and I don’t think we need one. Maryse said that you’d be an instructor on herbs and medicine.” His eyes questioned Fell, glowing amber in the semidarkness.
Fell smiled coldly. “Didn’t she tell you?” he turned to her. “Oh- I don’t think I told you.” He faced them again, and the darkness grew darker. “Come here, Clarissa Morgenstern,” he growled to the redhead, who hadn’t recalled giving her name-or even eye contact. Jace stepped closer to Fell, a seraph blade in his hand, glowing. “Who are you?”
Fell did the cold smile again. “I am Fell, one of the most ingenious warlocks in the world- and all I get for that is to get kicked out of a club in Downworld because of my ideas and a few unwanted cat noses.” he sniffed. “Personally, I think the girl looked a lot better without that beak of hers...” He continued speaking to the frozen audience. “Anyway, the person who threw me out was your mother.” he pointed to Clary. “And since she’s already married to your stepfather, it would be rather boring to Switch an old person, though I'll still include her.”
“Who are you?” asked Clary, who acted more like he was crazy than dark. Which he wasn’t-he just wanted revenge.
“Haven’t I been explaining that? Now, to get back to the point...” His face seemed thinner in the dark. “I will take away what your mother took from me. My soul mate, love, Elle, whatever you call her...but as I am kindhearted, I will opt for something much more interesting.”
He had said he wasn’t evil, but at that moment, cold fury rushed through him. “I will switch you all into an alternate reality. You will have a lifetime to find each other, and if you all fall in love, you will come back.”
They all felt cold, then woozy, and all were angry. But the lights were flickering, and all anyone could piece apart fro the shadows and spinning was Jace saying, "Clary!" And the last thing they saw was each other's eyes.
Emerald meeting gold. Gold meeting emerald. For the last time, until another lifetime.

***
His TV was glowing, blind monks dancing around on the screen. His door was shut and his windows closed, yet the whole apartment could probably hear the anime theme music.

Simon felt sick. At first he thought that he must have a headache from Pandemonium last night, with Izzy... then he realized he didn’t get sick. He felt so cold, then light as air, then all was black.
***
Magnus finished applying the raccoon mask of charcoal glitter around his eyes, and took a sip from the bottle. The purple eyeliner wasn’t as popping as neon green, but he didn’t want to scare anyone at the movie later with Alec. He felt slightly woozy all of a sudden, and dumped the rest of the drink on his vanity into the trash. For the love of- why was it so dark...?
***
He was inside the dull grayness, a sign that the Reality had opened.  He waited, a couple of minutes maybe. He couldn’t tell. But then a world shaped up, and he had an aerial view of it.
A young woman with red hair, falling in love with an evil man with silver hair.
Didn’t expect all their ties to be in this Alternate, he thought. He’d only meant for Jocelyn, Luke, the Lightwoods (since the leader’s stepdaughter was in love with the adopted son of them), and anyone closely involved or in love with them.
Oh. That’s why.
***
“Hey, Jocelyn. Why are you-”
He was cut off by tears and her arms wrapped around him, the way he’d always wanted her to. Minus the crying.
“Shh, shh, it’s okay. C’mon, what’s wrong? Is it hormones?”
She looked up at him, her green eyes wide and teary. “No... it’s- it’s Valentine.” She sniffed, the tears still leaking down her porcelain cheeks.
“Luke, he...” she trailed off. “You know his business deals?” he nodded.
“Well, about a week ago, I overheard a phone conversation... he;
's been dealing with the black market, terrorists, pretty much all the bad guys with money.”
He was too shell-shocked to do anything but gape.
“I called the police, who’ve been staking around the house. Even the FBA were there. He was arrested this afternoon.”
Her voice was shaky, her tone scared and shocked.
He looked at her, and she looked at him.
He held her again, and rubbed circles on her back. “It’s okay. I can help out with everything, Jonathan and the girl-”
He was drowned out by her tears again, but when she pulled away, she was smiling.
_
Jocelyn Fairchild & Lucian Graymark
 To be married:
Midsummer’s Eve, 1999

Clary, age 9, was the flower girl. Jonathan was 10, and was the ring bearer.
They were both relieved to see their mom and the only real father figure they'd ever had be together.
_
He cursed. They’ve found each other.
The glow in the grayness was far away, but he knew that if they all found each other, it would turn to a flame that would bring them all back.
***
Mayrse Trueblood & Robert Lightwood
 To be married: October 30th, 1993
***Their new home was right next to a woman with dark red hair. They saw the husband rarely, nothing but a flash of silver hair. Luke was much more hospitable, always in the yard, helping with the young boy and girl, waving and talking to them through their window screen. It was peaceful in the neighborhood. Their children never spent much time together, but were friendly enough. Mayrse was sad to move, but Robert said that the new job would make everything easier when they received the foster child._He sighed. The Lightwoods won’t meet them again- it’ll be improbable for them to move again, especially to the same neighbors- who had moved, too. But then again, soul mates were supposed to find each other.
And what if they adopt someone other than the golden boy?
***
Maryse and Robert weren’t in love, anymore.
They were more like mutual friends, but they wouldn’t divorce. They weren’t sure how the children would react.
_
A sigh. Really? They couldn’t just divorce... ugh, nevermind.
***
"Oh, he's so adorable. Look at his eyes, they're amber, see-"
"It's all right, Mayrse. We're already signed up for his foster home. I knew you liked him when we saw him last month, and they're still processing, but it'll work out."
She smiled and put her arms around him briefly, then let go.
***
The gravestone was small- too small. Max hadn't been big himself, but he deserved more.
Isabelle stroked the granite, then ran back through the mist.
***
"We're moving to New York?"
Maryse looked at all of them, sympathetic. "Your father has gotten a job as an executive at Greymark Publishing, since we know the own-"
"That is so cool!" screamed Izzy. "The fashion capital of the world, where runway models catwalk the streets. Where Broadway sign flash everywhere and a mall is on every corner..." she recited, the same as what was written on the back of the latest issue of her Vogue magazine. "I am absolutely fine with going!"
Mayrse smiled. "Boys? I think you'll like it there. Jace, I've checked that the school we're going to has a great track team-"
Jace raised one eyebrow. "Suits me."
Alec nodded, a resigned look on his face. he hadn't had much of a social life to begin with. moving to him was nothing but a change of scenery.
The mother smiled, her face lighting. "Good. We know the manager and his wife very well, so it was easier to get this job. We'll move in about two or three months, depending on when they need Robert to start."
Isabelle frowned. "Three months? Dang it."
She went upstairs after dinner, smiling and humming a Broadway song.

_
He swore.
They will find each other.
Then he smiled.
Who's to say they'll fall in love?
Then he sighed.
Oh, they will.
He looked again. The glow was brighter and closer.
***
Their new house was Victorian- tall and with many different stories, sparse ivy crawling up the purple-gray wall. Windows, half-ovals, yawned from inside the dark space. It was pretty and tall, Jace thought, just like Mayrse and Isabelle.
Once the bags were thrown inside, the lights turned on, all the rugs on the floor, paintings on the wall, soap in the bathrooms, All that was left were books, music, and clothes.
The place looked much better on the inside with their comfy couch and flat-screen TV in the living room, so all of them felt free to order from a restaurant, Taki's (recommended by Luke), and go to bed.
***
"Clary, we're going to meet the Lightwoods. Want to come? They were our next-door neighbors in our old house, remember?They have a daughter your age..."
Clary sighed and put down the delicate paintbrush, then yelled down the hallway from the art room. "In a minute, Mom. I've gotta put away my art supplies."
Once the brushes were soaking in water and the painting was stored safely to dry, she grabbed her green hoodie and ran out the door. "Coming."
_
Maybe it's time to think of backup plans.
Jocelyn seems to be a good person, he thought bitterly. Except for the fact that Luke threw me out of the group because of her intervention.
The group had just been a circle of the Downworlders of the New York area, with the Clave visiting meetings occasionally. Apparently, his anger issues had gone too far, and he had to be banned from not just the group, but from his lofty position of High Warlock of Manhattan. he was also banned fro being with the only one he had ever fallen in love with- a beautiful werewolf named Elle.
Luke was only the leader because he started the group, he thought. Again, it was bitter.
***
Clary saw them before they saw her- she was peeking around her mom the second after they'd introduced her to the Lightwood parents, and saw them watching Gossip Girl. She figured, from the boys' faces, that the girl had forced them to.
_
Gossip Girl? Why did that show up in the alternate?
Oh well. All the better to torture the boys with!
-
"Kids!" Mayrse's voice sounded loud and bubbly, the way it was when she was exited or happy. "Come say hi!" Her voice echoed from the entryway.
They filed out, Isabelle plopping the remote on the plush tan couch behind them. Her short skirt ruffled and her tank top was too cold, but she stalked out on those bare feet like she was the queen(and she normally was, at school) and that the Greymarks should know it.
Jace and Alec were already shaking hands, and Jace's gaze seemed to stay on the redhead. He had never met her- the Lightwoods had become his foster home after they'd moved.
Small and delicate. At least she didn't carry herself like she was pretty and she knew it- she especially hated those girls. As Izzy walked closer greet them, the shorty smiled brightly and stuck her hands in the hoodie she was wearing. "Hey, I'm Clary." 
"Hey, Clary! Nice to see you again. I go by Izzy now." She smiled too, and noticed that Clary didn't have much of a fashion sense.
Goody. She didn't look like that much of a pushover or super defensive, but Iz was sure she could persuade her to be her own personal Barbie doll.
"I'm Jocelyn Greymark, and this is my husband Luke." the woman-Clary's mom- smiled and the man next to her, Luke, shook Izzy's hand. "Nice to meet you again," he said in a friendly voice.
"Why don't you guys go back to whatever you were doing before while we talk?" Mayrse suggested.
"C'mon, we're watching Gossip Girl. All of us," she said, narrowing her eyes at the boys, who had been trying to escape.

Once they all sat down on the couch, Izzy with Alec on one side and Clary on the other, Jace sat on the floor in front of Clary.
"So, Ginger, what's your name?" he asked, smirking at her.
She rolled her eyes and spoke. "Well, Goldylocks, it's definitely nothing related to my hair," she said pointing to her red curls, "and you already know that it's Clarissa Fairchild."
It was his turn to roll his eyes and sit up straighter. "I knew the Clary part, but I wasn't sure. Why isn't your last name Greymark? And I'm Jace," he added with a smirk, "not that you didn't know."
They continued like that, asking and answering random questions to the monotone of the TV in the background, becoming friendlier and friendlier. He realized with a shock that this was the best he'd ever actually known a girl other than Isabelle, even though they'd only been talking for a bit. He looked at the clock and realized it had been over an hour. Actually knowing her personality, and not just wanting her as a day-long girlfriend.
After a while, Izzy and Alec broke in, all of them talking and laughing, realizing that they'd go to the same school, they had some common interests, and stuff like that. The TV was off.
"Hey, Clary," Izzy said, all of a sudden. A fierce brightness was in her eyes. "Want to go with us clubbing tomorrow? We haven't been around, but I'm sure we'll find someplace. And," she added, smiling cunningly,"I get to give you a makeover."
Clary agreed. "How about Pandemonium? It's all-ages, and I can invite Simon over, too." She had mentioned him before-how they had met at some camp where he had studied archery and she had studied art.
"Sure, sounds great!" Isabelle had started to launch into what outfit she could wear, and what Clary could, but then Jocelyn appeared in the doorway.
"Clary, we've got to go." she smiled at the group. "Thanks for letting her stay while we fixed some plans with your parents."
"No problem, Mrs. Greymark. We had fun." She stood up, then asked, "Could Clary come with us to Pandemonium tomorrow night? We'd really like her to-"
"Sure she can."
Isabelle shrieked and grabbed Clary's hand. "Omigosh, thank you!!"
Clary laughed and pulled away, walking toward her mom. "Thanks, guys." She waved, a small flash of her delicate artist hands.
_
Might as well pull the plug on this, he grumpily thought. The glow in the grayness was close and bright and warm, as Isabelle and Simon would grow. As Clarissa and Jonathan will. As Alec and Magnus...
Magnus. Where would he come in? He searched in the alternate world for a moment, then sighed. The club.
***
[Post Pandemonium]
Alec and Magnus were still talking in the shadows as they lagged behind, Magnus's house being on the way. Clary and Jace were still rather cozy after the slow dance, and Izzy was trying to act like she didn't actually like Simon.
"So, Isabelle..." he started.
"It's Izzy!" she slapped him on the arm.
He pretended to be hurt, putting a slender hand on his shoulder and making a pouty face. (Which, by the way, was super cute.)
He hesitated, then put his arm around her. She reached up to kiss his cheek at the same time Clary kissed Jace. She wasn't worried that he would do his date-then-dump thing- she could tell that he actually liked her. He would smile, actually smile- and really laugh. And he had an expression on his face.
That was completely out of character.
Or maybe it wasn't his character- maybe when he was around Clary it was his character.
_
"All that's left to do is wait for them to grow old," he mumbled sourly. And it was true.
***
"Look. Over there."
She turned around again in the boat, sending ripples across the indoor pond. Outside the wind was blowing, but the greenhouse was unseasonably warm.
She turned back, and gasped.
He had laid out a picnic in the small craft earlier, but on top of an apple slice there was what hadn't been there before.
A gold band, with a green diamond in the middle. Two emeralds were inlaid at the side.
He looked at her expression- the "o" of her mouth, the wide eyes the same color as the emerald. "Clary?" he cleared his throat. "So?" he asked, softly. he held it up, and she slipped he finger into it.
He broke into a grin, and she still couldn't speak. What she did do, however, was lunge across the small boat and wrap her arms around his neck, whispering, "Yes!"  over and over.
***
Isabelle's ring was on the game controller, looped around the joystick.
"Hey, Si!"
she sat down, back from the bathroom, and he was suddenly nervous and swallowed. He took her hand and put it on the game controller, and she laughed.
"Romantic way to play a video game, Si-"
He moved her hand to the ring, and she glanced at it.
Her gaze stopped on it.
"Yes! Omigosh, yes! Of course!"
He smiled, a sigh of relief, as he hugged her tightly.
_
He saw them come up. Luke and Jocelyn.
They frowned at him, but their anger was muted. "Where are they? When do we get back?"
He looked at them, and sighed. "You all do love each other."
She gave him a "duh" expression.
He gestured toward Mayrse and Robert, who were rising, too.
"Look. I did this to either tear you all apart, like you did to me, or to show you that I feel the same thing as you do- to Elle. I don't care if she's in your pack-" he looked at Luke"-we're in love. Put me back as High Warlock, and I will 'shape up' or whatever, just let me stay with her."
Luke glared at him. "You will be reinstated only out of generosity."
He sighed, the glow all around them, gold instead of any gray now. "They're coming. They've lived long lives in this Alternate, and are coming back."
The gold was vibrating as soon as the three other pairs came up. Jonathan and Valentine were in the distance. They had only served purposes in this alternate as characters, fill-ins. they would not be needed.
The gold shone, and all of them evaporated into the real lifetime.

***
They all thought it was a dream.
No one questioned it- they knew it had some meaning, but all they remembered were bits and pieces.
No one asked how Fell was the High Warlock of Manhattan again- they knew t had to do with the dream.
They conversed about it later, but over cups of coffee (and for Simon, a packet of blood disguised as Capri-Sun) and late at night.
None of them really cared, as long as they could hunt demons and save the world  and be together.
And that was all they really wanted.

I loved that one...

~Angel_eyes ;)

The First Fic!!

Aha! so here is June. And you know what THAT means?

FIC POSTING!!

I simply can't wait a moment longer.

So here is the first of them, written by the awesome LilianneHerondale!!

“I love you.”

Shock.

All that Clary felt was complete and utter shock. She felt the blood leaving her face and the cold chill that went throughout her entire body. She opened her mouth to say something, anything, but no words would come out.

Finally, she croaked the completely inappropriate word, “What?”

He bit his lower lip, no longer confident, worry etching through his features.

“I do, Clary. I love you.” He stretched his hand forward towards her face and she reeled back. His arm fell to his side, his thumb and index finger rubbing against each other; a nervous habit.

This can't be happening. Why? Why now? Why him? Why me? She looked to the ground and shook her head frantically.

“Clary,” he hesitated, trying to get her to look at him. “Are – are you saying no?” his voice cracked on the last word. “Look at me, please.”

She felt his cool hand on her chin, tilting her head up. He looked at her through glossy golden eyes, the ones that always appeared playful, but were now confused and hurt.  Inside she felt herself breaking. “Why do you say no?” he whispered.

She swallowed the lump in her throat and tried to ignore the stinging in her nose and eyes. “I can't. I just can't, Jace. You can't.” She stepped back, distancing herself from him.  “You can't love me.”

“I – I have to leave,” she stammered out. Knowing she couldn't bear to look at Jace anymore, she turned and began to walk away.

“Wait! Hold on, could you at least tell me why?” he pleaded, catching up to her and grabbing her shoulder.

She stiffened, but didn't turn. She didn't want to look at the angel-like boy behind her. She didn't want to see the hurt she had caused that would surely be evident on his face.

She finally found her voice after a few seconds. “We're just friends, Jace. Nothing more.” She tried hard to hold the emotion back.  “I'm sorry,” she added. It seemed she succeeded when she felt his hand on her shoulder tense up and slowly pull away. When she was certain he would say nothing more, she left.

Walking away from Jace and the small bridge over the stream, she knew she had done the right thing. Even if she felt like crying and punching something for hurting Jace she knew that it was for the best. I can't go through that again. Especially not with Jace.

JACE

The last of her fiery, red hair finally disappeared down the hill and all Jace could do was remain standing where he was as though he were a statue.

He had not thought what people said about heartbreak was true, but he felt it now. It was as if all the air had been sucked out of him and all that was left was a huge hole in the middle of his chest. He realized he wasn't breathing and immediately exhaled deeply, but the empty feeling didn't leave. If anything, he'd become even more aware of it.

And she caused it.

She'd left.

Girls had rejected him before, sure, but he didn't care about them. If they didn't want him, for whatever ludicrous reason, he would leave it at that and go on to the next one. It was the way he worked. But not with Clary.

Since he'd first met her two years before, he knew she was different. Maybe it was because she was so small and didn't flaunt herself. Maybe it was that she respected herself and didn't believe she needed a boyfriend at all times.

Or maybe...maybe it was because she understood him. She made him laugh and smile, and not in a cruel or flirtatious way. She was real and true to herself. And he wanted her. More than anything in the world, he wanted her. But she'd said no.

The sun was slowly setting and Jace found himself walking home. Sullenly, he opened the door to his house and shut it. He plopped himself down on the sofa and just sat. Did she not like me?

His phone rang and rang as he received text after text and countless voice mails were left behind. He would check who they were from, but they weren't from Clary so he didn't care.

Eventually, he dozed off.

“Jace!” He felt someone shaking his arm and kicking his legs. “Jace! Wake up!” He opened his eyes and glared at the intruder. Isabelle.

“What do you want, Isabelle?” he said, stonily. “It better be good if you had the audacity to break into my house and start screaming like a maniac.”

She rolled her eyes, immune to Jace's extreme attitudes. “Whatever, and your front door was unlocked so I didn't break in.” She put a hand on her hip and showed him her cell phone. “Why haven't you been answering me? I've sent you at least twenty messages and called you like ten times so why haven't you answered?”

He brought his hands up and started rubbing at his eyes slowly. Isabelle was not a patient person and he wanted to piss her off even more.

“Jace! God, answer me!” she practically shrieked.

He smirked. “I doubt God is going to answer you He answers only to good people, not bitches.”

Isabelle gasped. “Fine, Jace. I guess you don't care about Clary, right?” His head snapped up.

“What about her?”

“Well, not that you care or anything since you can't be bothered to check your messages, but she hasn't answered my texts either and when I went to her house she wasn't there.” She said in a haughty tone, but there was worry laced in. “Her parents said they haven't seen her and neither has Alec or Magnus. I just thought I'd let you know.” She turned to leave, but Jace quickly stood up and blocked her from exiting.

“How long have you been looking for her?”

She fidgeted. “Well, only for an hour. But she usually doesn't take this long to answer. What if she got kidnapped or something?” She gripped his arms. “She's like my sister and she always tells me everything. Not knowing where she is, it’s freaking me out.”

Instantly, he knew what had happened. Jace sighed and sat down on the couch again, putting his head in his hands. “I did something, Iz,” he started. “To Clary.”

He looked up to see her narrowing her eyes at him. “Did you hurt her, Jace? Did you -”

He cut her off before she could go on a rant. “Actually, I said something to her.” Harshly, he said, “And I would never hurt her.”

“God, Jace, you probably yelled at her, right? You got in a big argument and you degraded her or something?” She sighed. 'Why do you keep doing this? You're not only hurting her, but yourself, also.” Jace just looked at her in confusion.

“Do we do that a lot?” He cleared away those thoughts before he could be sidetracked. “No, that didn't happen. It was very much the opposite, actually. I told her I loved her.”

Isabelle didn't make a sound, just gaped at him. She sat next to him and slowly a smile crept onto her face. “Oh my God, finally! I've been waiting for this day since forever. I knew you two were meant to be together.” Her smile faded quicker than it had appeared. “Then why isn't she here with you?”

Jace groaned and leaned back. “She said we were just friends and I couldn't love her. I thought she liked me, too, but apparently not. And believe it or not, Iz, it affected me way more than I thought it ever could.”

After a few seconds, she spoke. “Poor Clary.”

“Poor her?” Jace exclaimed, exasperated. “I'm the one who was rejected.”

“Jace, you need to know something about Clary. About before you got here.” Jace became very attentive. Never before had he wanted to hear Isabelle's words with as much urgency as now.

“You see, Clary had been in a relationship before you got here. She'd never really had a boyfriend, but she didn't really care about that. Then one day she was asked out by this guy, Simon. She fell for him so hard and so fast. They were inseparable. She thought she was in love and they'd be together forever.” Jace felt jealous of this guy he'd never met. How could Simon have had Clary like that when Jace couldn't?

She continued. “Everything was fine between them and I was happy that Clary finally had a boyfriend. We would go on double dates and go clubbing and things like that. But then one day, after almost an entire year of dating, he broke up with her. He said that while it was fun, he didn't love her that way anymore.” Her voice became hard. “He said that the days were starting to 'blur' together and that he'd started to find Clary 'boring'. She lost a lot of her energy after that, I guess. She just wasn't the same. For the first week, she didn't go to school at all. Then, when she did come back she rarely ever talked anymore. She was just going through the motions and whenever she saw him, I could almost see her eyes watering up again. I hated it.”

She shook her head ruefully. “A month afterward he moved to Chicago. Then you came in and it's like she was suddenly alive again.” Jace recalled the day he met her. She'd been very shy, but after only a week of one-sided conversations she finally spoke up and they'd become friends. He smiled at the memory.

“But you see, Jace, the thing is that Simon wasn't only her boyfriend. He and Clary had been best friends for five years before they started going out. When they broke up, their friendship ended, too. She thought that she'd ruined everything. And now, well you're one of her best friends. I don’t think she wants to be in a relationship with one of her friends again. I don't think she can handle it either.”

She put a hand on his shoulder. He didn't react. He was still digesting what Isabelle had just told him. “Well, at least now I know why she won't answer me,” she mumbled. “Sorry, Jace.” She patted him once more on the shoulder and then she walked out the door.

Jace was alone again. 'She'd ruined everything.' She could never ruin their friendship and Jace couldn't imagine not feeling how he felt for Clary ever.

CLARY

After she left Jace, she realized she didn't want to go home. She didn't want to go anywhere. She just wanted to leave, to be gone, if that made any sense. She walked around the neighborhoods, went to the mall and looked at all the happy couples, passed by the school where she had so many memories, both good and bad.

She was getting a million texts from Isabelle, but she didn't want to talk to anyone. She just wanted to be left alone.

The soft sound of rushing water alerted her that she was back at the park. She made her way up to the bridge, where she'd last seen Jace. Her heart constricted.

She leaned on the stones and overlooked the stream. It was dark now and the moon reflected on the water.

If Jace loved her, why couldn't she say she loved him back, then? Why couldn't they be together like they both wanted? Because, Clary thought, then I'll lose another person that I love.

Simon was her best friend. She'd go to him for everything. They liked the same things and they always hung out. She always had a small crush on him and when he'd asked her out it was like a dream come true. He started to pull back, though. He didn't want to hang out with her so much. They didn't go out anymore and he didn't respond to her texts or calls. Then the day came when he told her the truth.

We both knew this was going to happen anyway. Maybe we weren't meant to be like this, he'd said. Friendship was our thing, Clary, and now I don't think we can be even that. He'd said more, but the only thing that really stuck in her head were those three sentences. They were everything together, and now they were nothing.

She couldn't have that with Jace. She didn't want to even think about losing Jace.

But what makes you think Jace would be like Simon? A small voice in her head said.

“Clary?” She turned to see blonde hair and golden eyes walking toward her, hesitantly. 

JACE

After not being able to fall asleep and just forgetting everything, Jace had left his house and gone to the park.

Where else would Clary be? He'd known her long enough to know that she would go somewhere to see something beautiful. He knew her favorite spot was where they'd been earlier. The bridge.

He saw her as she seemingly stared at nothing in concentration. He smiled; she was so obvious whenever she was thinking.  Her delicate face shone in the moonlight and her red hair blew around her softly from the wind. She was beautiful.

It was now or never. “Clary?” he asked. She turned, surprised. He made his way to her, hoping she wouldn't leave again.

She pursed her lips. “Jace,” she said simply. “What are you doing here? It's late.”

He smirked. “I should be asking you the same thing. I could easily defend myself against ten muggers, but you could barely hold your own against a squirrel.” She frowned, which reminded him that he wasn't here to play around. “Actually, Clary, I just came here to apologize. I shouldn't have told you what I did. We're not even going out and then I just sprung that out on you.” He looked away from her stoic expression. She was usually always so full of emotion and seeing her like that reminded Jace of himself.

She didn't say anything so he finally said, “Come on, I'll walk you home.” But she didn't move.

“I've been thinking, Jace,” she said in a small voice. “I shouldn't have acted the way I did.”

He grimaced. “I know about Simon. Isabelle told me,” he added, when he noticed her confusion. “I understand now. But Clary,” he said, feeling more confident. “I'm not Simon. I would never do that. I love you for who you are. I know my past experience with girls may not seem stellar to you.” She frowned deeper. “But no one has ever made me feel the way you make me feel.” He looked into her green eyes hoping she would understand that this was a side of him he rarely showed anyone and that he would probably never show it to anyone else ever again.

She brought her hand up suddenly and trailed her fingers down his face down to his lips. He sucked in a breath of air. She'd never been so bold, but he would be lying if he said he didn't like it. She looked up at him intensely.

He captured her hand with his own and brought it down. “Clary?” he asked, confused.

She glanced down to their now intertwined hands. “I've been thinking and you're right about Simon. I used to think that I loved him. But when he broke up with me I realized that even though it hurt to have him not love me what I was really going to miss was being friends. I don't want to lose that with you, too.”

Although Jace was glad that she didn't want to lose him, it wasn't enough. “Clary. Do you like me?” he asked tentatively. Her hand tightened around his.

She looked away. “No. I don't like you.” Jace let go of her hand immediately, feeling as though he'd just been slapped. She smiled shyly. “I think I love you, too.”

Jace's mouth slowly spread into a smile. He didn't think it was possible for a girl as amazing as Clary would be able to truly love him, and though she denied it at first, he knew that what she said was true by the glint in her eyes.

He brought her hands up and around his neck, and then wrapped his arms around her small waist. He grinned and leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Well, you're not alone in that, but you are the only one I love back.”

With that Jace brought his lips closer to Clary's. The first brush was soft and cold from the night, causing Clary to tremble. He deepened the kiss, their lips melding with each other as though they were meant to be together. He pulled her closer until there wasn't an inch of space between them and the heat of their bodies radiated against them. Jace had waited so long for this. To finally have Clary and show her that he loved her.

They broke apart with a sigh and Jace leaned his forehead on Clary's. The kiss was short and innocent, but it was everything they'd ever dreamed of.

Smiling at each other, Jace said, “Thank you, Clary. For giving me a chance.”

Naw.....

Now isn't THAT awesome?

~Angel_eyes

'Nother Banner for a NEW fic.

Ok, so being the bored person I am, I made yet another banner.

This is for mystery fic, the one I've kinda written, but it isn't yet going to be posted. But you haz a title. AND a cool pic. ;)

(click on it to see the FULL sized non pixeled version)

Naw... isn't is awesome?
I'm pretty proud of it, considering it took me ages a while for the necklace thing.
But twas worth it.
And I only edited his eyes, for the record(the guy is....william.....I forget, I think he was in the narnia movies).

But yeah, I like this one.

No, I will not go ahead and post the part I've got written right now. It would be more insanity I can't be bothered with.

I'm not magic.

Oh, and I've got a few fics in already, just waiting on a few more and then they'll get posted.

~Angel_eyes

Extentions

Ok, I've actually got a few fics, and I'll post 'em soon, but to anyone who's kinda forgotten(like me) then the extention is until June 1st.

Just a note so far, but there's something to think about.

Write on,

~Angel_eyes

Hello...?

okay, so 18th of may or somehting over here and I am yet to see any sort of sign that people have finnished anything.....

So, if ur reading this, then tell me you're still working on it, or somehting.

Just let me know where in hell you are with this thing.

I'm just going to assume you lot think I mean the 20th or something.....

whatever, I'm simply too tired to compalin.

Write for the sake of writing, enjoy it.

~angel_eyes.

oh and while we wait, I shall go post a teaser from an unattributed chapter of FTFT:

“Excellent, My name is Raphael, and I have something to say to Clarissa.”

“I can pass on a message.”

“Oh good, tell her I’m back, I just wanted her to know.”

“Ok, then. I’ll pass that one,”

So there it is.

Now excuse me while I go take a nap.....

A few new Images

In amongst writing all these fics, I've been thinking about banners.

So I made a few.

Here they are:

For The First Time (a link to the actual fic)

I know. It's awesome. and yes, the telephone does have something to do with it.

AND

Chasing a Kiss (Comming to FF net JULY 1st)

(This is a new one guys. better than the other one)

I love it. And it only took me like an hour  to make. Yeah. I fell awesome.

So just wanted to share my awesome photoshop skillz with you.

~Angel_ eyes

The Banner

AHA!!

I have rather awesomley put together a banner for my Fic Raziel Academy

Hope you like it.  I made it for you people. And visuals are fun as to make.

(Disclaimer: I own NONE of the images that helped colaborate the banner)

You like?

I kinda do, shows how much a few days of photoshop teachings can come in handy

Also don't forget about your fics. ;)
Oh and if anyone wants a banner for a fic of some kind, I can help. This banner thing is fun.

~Angel_eyes XD

The Fic exchange codex

Just a few VERY BASIC guidelines for this:

1. When sending the fic in, make sure it's send to runesandlegends@gmail.com before  or on the due date.

2. Due date will be: 10th of May.

3. Let me know if you're going to be late for it.

Ok, that's all for now,

~angel_eyes

Signing up.

Hello peeps,

In seeing this, you've probably been sent here from my FF account, if not but you're still here, then hi *waves*
Anyway, This here is a fic exchange, for fun and nothing but fun.

So to sign up, post a comment with the following info:

Name:
Contact(some kind of email would be nice):
I'd like to write:
I won't write:
I'd like to read:
I don't want to read:

EXAMPLE:

Name: Patty the sheep
Contact(some kind of email would be nice): Patthesheep@whatever.com
I'd like to write: Magnus and Alec fluff
I won't write: Simon and Isabelle fluff or anything with Valentine
I'd like to read: Jace and Clary, Magnus and Alec fluff
I don't want to read: Anything AU

So, that should be simple enough, oh and when you give me the assignment I'd like the html tags in it.

Questions to be directed to: runesandlegends@gmail.com

So come on and do it people.

It's FUN!!

Write on,

~Angel's_eye's