**Disclaimer: I do not own the Mortal Instruments**
There's Alec Lightwood on the Upper East Side, stuck in a loveless marriage with a controlling girlfriend, never able to find the courage to explain exactly how he feels.
Magnus Bane, warlock, who runs two kinds of businesses out of his high-rise luxurious apartment in Brooklyn.
Stalking the crowded streets in downtown, there's Ayla, part-fey, a prostitute struggling to escape the life and still keep her job a secret from her friends.
In the werewolf headquarters, a downtown police department, Maia Roberts is alone, pregnant and shattered, wondering how something so permanent could be so temporary.
Jace Wayland, who is rude, arrogant, conceited and as stuck-up as Shadowhunters go. He scoffs at the idea of love, even though he is more lonely than he would ever admit.
Pretty Isabelle, who lives in the Institute still, goes through boys like sick people go through tissues. It kills her to watch her brother be so helpless.
In his decayed hotel of faded beauty, Raphael Santiago mourns the girl he once loved.
And last, but not least, in her apartment over-looking the river, Clary Fray, artist, believer, dreamer. She's always been in her own little world, she's never fallen in love and she's never really noticed anyone enough to care about them.
Welcome to the City of Broken Hearts
What do you think? Love or hate? I'd love some reviews and flames are accepted. It will be a Jace x Clary and I tried to keep the characters as close to the book description as possible, with the only exception of Ayla, who I had to invent myself. Just tell me if I should update or not. I guess it's pretty obvious that this is my first Fanfiction :D
Thanks!
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