Don't worry! I will be continuing No Way, but I've just had this idea for a while and I just had to write it. There will be more action in this story than in No Way, and the characters are in their mid twenties instead of in high school. Clace, Malec, and Sizzy, Wessa, Jem/OC, Sideon, Gabriel/ Cecily. Maybe Jaia, but I don't know if I'd be able to write them after COHF.
The music was loud, the lights were low, and smoke filled the air. Everything around her screamed money, from the guest's designer clothes, to the fine china, to the hundred-year-old wine, to the caviar hors d'oeuvres on every table. Despite her Dior dress and Calvin Klein purse, Clary couldn't help but feel like she didn't belong. She didn't, and she needed to remember that as her eyes darted around the room, scouting out her target. Tonight, she was after a man named Nathaniel Gray. According to the description Alec had given her, he was tall and thin with fair skin and hair, with light blue eyes…. and he was walking towards her right now.
Nathan took a seat next to Clary at the bar, and eyed her up immediately. She tried not to shiver as his eyes roamed from the top of her fiery red hair, down to where her scarlet dress stopped above mid-thigh.
"Two glasses of your finest wine. A women that looks like this deserves nothing less than the best," Nathan told Jem, the bartender. Turning to Clary, he winked. "What's a woman like you doing sitting all alone?"
"Waiting for a man like you," Clary flirted, making her voice deep and husky. "What's your name handsome?"
"Nathaniel Gray, millionaire, but you can call me Nate," he told her as Jem put drinks down in front of them, a wine for Nate, and cranberry juice for Clary. "What did God name you before you fell from heaven, love?"
If Clary heard that awful pick up line one more time, she was going to blow chunks.
"You can call me Savanna, Mr. Millionaire. Do you think we could continue this conversation, somewhere a little more private?" She whispered in his ear. Nate's eyes lit up and he grabbed her hand, clumsily pulling her out of the stool she was sitting on.
"Follow me, gorgeous," he winked.
As soon as he had her up a set of stairs, and away from prying eyes, he pinned her against a wall and crashed his lips against hers, immediately sliding his tongue in her mouth. Clary tried not to throw up in his mouth as she kissed him back and twined her legs around his waist. While still kissing Clary, he carried her down a hall covered in original Picasso paintings, until he reached a door. Stopping, he pushed Clary against it, and dug around in his pockets. Nate finally pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the door to the room. Closing it behind them, Nate and Clary continued their heated make out session in the dark, and stumbled back to a king sized bed.
Clary fell back onto the bed, but Nate never made it that far. A hand grabbed his shirt from the back and flung him into the nearest wall. As he struggled to get back up, the same hand punched him in the face and immediately knocked him unconscious.
"Nice shot Jace," Clary called from the bed to the Nate's assailant. She watched as the hand flicked the light switch. The room lit up, revealing a tall blonde man with golden curls, auburn eyes, and bronzed skin.
"Thanks Red, I like the dress," he smirked. "You ready to get out of here?" Not waiting for an answer, he pulled out a walkie-talkie and called Sophie and Gideon to dispose of all evidence and collect Nate. Then he went over to the window, and gestured for her to follow. Opening it up, he swung his legs over the ledge, and onto a rope ladder. Clary begrudgingly climbed down after him.
"I just love this view Clary, don't you?" Jace asked her, but Clary had a feeling that he wasn't talking about the midnight garden. She didn't even have to look down to know that he was smirking and looking up her dress.
"Shut up Jace," she growled, and kicked him in the head with her six-inch stilettos. Jace kept his mouth shut after that, and the two finally reached the bottom of the ladder. Watching Sophie and Gideon climb up the rope they had just came down, Jace and Clary silently made their way to Jace's lime green Camaro. Step One of Operation Chocolate: Complete.
So, this is the new story. What do you guys think?