Okay so this is my first time writing a story in a while I hope you guys like it!

Chapter 1

Strange. Clary knew there was always something a little different about her but couldn't exactly put her finger on it. Lost memeories and feeling like she did not belong anywhere took a toll on her until one fateful night where she followed a blue haired boy into a back room at her once favorite club.

Since then strange didn't even seem to cover her life, not that she really cared. Even though her life was strange she couldn't be any happier.

Now she was sitting happily on her large soft bed in the institute with her sketch pad balanced lightly on top of her knee. The sun was shining through light clouds outside and soft wind was running though the trees teasing the curtains that flowed against the open window.

Her friends Isabelle Lightwood and her brother Alec which usually inhabited this large holding with her were out with her boyfriend Jace looking into a sudden surge of demon activity.

Jace.

Her skin warmed with the thought of him. They had not just too long ago had their first time together in a small cave, but now since Maryse was heading the institute she had told them that they can not share a room together "under ANY circumstances!"

Clary groaned and threw herself back onto the soft cotton blankets. It wasn't fair. It just wasn't. Jace loves her and she loves Jace and they had already slept together so it really wasn't a big deal. But rolling over onto her side with a sigh she understood where Maryse was coming from.

She has been the only real mother Jace has ever known and she doesn't want Jace to mess up his life this early with having an unplanned child. But still Jace and clary were ALWAYS safe and even then she had been on the pill for a couple of years now because of how badly her period pains were.

Thinking of Jace however and that night in the cave were heating Clary's skin. She stood up and rushed over to her door and pressed her ear against it. Silence. Perfect.

She bounded over to her closet and slowly opened the door. She knew what she was looking for. Under a pile of clothing in the right back corner of her closet was a box and in the box looked to be nothing but art supplies and a few extra sketchbooks. But one of them was very much unlike the others.

She brushed the clothes aside and opened the box to reveal a mishmash of clutter. Digging deep she pulled out her secret sketchbook. No one knew about this but clary. She had once told Jace that her sketchbooks were like a diary for her, this was very true. But in this sketchbook there were not drawings of fairys or of vampires. No. There were drawing of helpless girls tied up and gagged. Of certain toys Clary would love to have.

BDSM. Clary's most private secret. She liked to draw out her fantasies instead of writhing them down. She was so scared and shy that even Jace didn't know about her desires. She had kept this hidden from him much too afraid that he would find her repulsive and leave her.

She opened the book to the next clean page and clambered back onto her bed and began to draw. But with the soft light filtering through her window and chorus of birds her eyes began to droop and slowly she let the warm dark embrace of sleep draw her in.

There was a sound. A soft sound that sounded like a flutter of wings. And small gasps like a child. Clary rolled over wrapping the blankets around her so that now she resembled something of a Clary burrito. Then she heard it again. Brush. Then an intake of breath.

Slowly Clary peeled her eyes open glued shut with sleep and noticed the light was no longer coming from outside. It was night by now. Then her eyes travled over to the pale golden figure on the edge of her bed. And he was looking down at something. A book? No not a book. A sketchbook.

Jace was looking at Clary's sketches in her secret book. She must have made a sound because just then his eyes traveled over and looked at her.

Heyyyyyy so what did you think????? Did you like it?? I know it was kinda short but if I get positive feedback then I will write some more! Until next time darlings -Peachy