Hey guys! My name is Erin, and I am the writer of Another Story in the Life of Angels. This is just a seven chapter one shot that I am putting together. I got this idea and almost peed myself laughing!

I have been waiting for the moment to write Mortal Instruments and I am super excited!

I know this chapter is short, but please keep reading once I put more chapters up! I have a feeling this will be good…

Disclaimer: All rights go to Cassandra Clare.

Chapter 1

Clary POV

My eyes darted back and forth between my sketchbook and Jace. His body was lounged across my bed as I tried to draw the planes of his chest, and as always, I added the angel wings.

Jace's golden, creamy eyes were watching my every move as he stretched his arms behind his head. His mouth drew itself into an "O" as he sounded a yawn.

I smiled and continued my work. "Almost done", I said.

"Are you working on my extremely toned abs?" He smirked and I hit him gently on his stomach. I rolled my eyes and finished up.

"Okay, this is the moment", I smirked and hugged it to my chest, "when the ultra-awesome drawing of Clary Fray is unveiled. Ready?"

Jace smiled, scooted himself closer, and tugged the drawing out of my hands. He looked down at the perfect replica of himself on the paper. They both at the same jaw, the same mouth, the same chest. Even the shorts, low on his hips, were the way he always wore them.

"So you were working on my abs?" He threw his head back and laughed, "I am so hanging this on my fridge". Jace set it on the table and pulled me into his lap.

"Oh ha ha", I said sarcastically as I stuck my tongue out at him. Before I knew it, he tightened his hold around my waste and licked my tongue with his own.

I squealed, "Ewww Jace!" That surprised me that I said that, because I secretly loved the taste of him.

"Aww," He smirked, laid back on my pillows, and pulled me up onto his stomach, "You know you love it".

Instead of answering, I reached up and teased him with a soft, short peck on his lips. I knew he wanted something more, but that could wait. I absolutely loved to tease him.

Instantly, Jace's fierce eyes widened, "I know exactly what we could do the rest of today!" He excitedly, but gently, rubbed my arms to warm me up from the chilly air.

I giggled, "What?"

"Alec and I used to play this game when we were younger, but we didn't play it the way we", he pointed to both of us, "are going to play. Anyway, it's a game called Disturb the Downworlders—"

"Ooo, I'm excited already", I sarcastically interrupted, "Continue…"

He looked down at me under his eyelashes, smiled, and went on with his explanation.

"The concept of the game is to make the downworlder mad, disgusted, or both."

"Do we have to do this to each kind of downworlder?"

He smirked, "Yep! Vampires, werewolves, the fairies, and warlocks. And just for the hell of it, let's add shadowhunters and mundanes into that too".

"I don't know Jace…" I looked down at my hands.

"Please Clary? It'll be fun!"

"Well you could convince me…"

Before I knew it, Jace's knees were flush against mine as we both were knelt down on my bed. His arms were stringed around my waste. I was still trying to catch my breath when it hitched once more. Jace's lips trailed down my jaw to my mouth, moving with whispers coming from them, "It'll be so fun, Clary". Shivers erupted down my neck and back as I braced my hands against his chest. I could just see him smirking out of the corner of my eye. "Plus you'll love what I have in mind for how we'll disturb the warlock". The tantalizing circles being traced along my back under my shirt were driving me nuts.

I groaned and caved in, "Okay Jace". I barely broke it out in a whisper as I continued to catch my breath.

Jace smiled his award-winning smile and cupped my face with his palms, "I promise you, you will have fun". He firmly pressed his lips to mine and my heart nearly stopped. His kisses never seemed to stop making my heart skip a beat.

Is it just me, or is Jace hot and spicy?

REVIEW and the next chapter will be up soon! ;)

~ERiN