Are Clary And Jace Really Siblings Novels & Stories

“And that's because you pushed. And now that you've gotten a reaction to your action, you're spiraling?” I turned to face him. “Don't you dare act like you're the righteous one around here. You've certainly done worse.” “I have done a whole lot of things, but one thing I've never done is play with someone's head and emotions like she's some inanimate object. You made a silly bet, Jace. But I guess it's no longer about that bet now, is it?” I said nothing to him. Cassian moved closer. “Look, Jace. Averie's my sister, and you're my best friend. I value you both so much, so I'm asking you now to quit whatever game it is you're playing, and call off whatever bet you both made.”

Ok maybe jealousy was in the mix but confusion was the biggest cherry on top. This was her! The woman I saw that day with Jace! The woman he was kissing, the woman he was consoling in the mall. Taking a closer look at her and her hair, her eyes…she was an exact replica of Misha only younger and extremely pretty. I choked. They grew together but they weren’t related---yes, I remember Jace talking about his parents to me—Misha and Jason were his adopted parents and the red-haired woman was his adopted sister?

“I'm sorry, Margaux, but that's the truth. Your destiny has already been written, Margaux. You are my child as well as Jace. Both of you are siblings and you can't do anything to change this revelation… But wait, there is.” I gritted my teeth while my hands clenched in anger. “Damn you, Damon!” He just smirked and Damon didn't care about what I said. “You can do something by just accepting the truth, Margaux. Jace was no longer your mate because he's your brother.” I shook my head, still can't believe what I heard. “No, no. This isn't true. I will kill you, Damon!” Damon and Lilith disappear right before I could attack them. Their other allies leave the kingdom. Jace and I were the ones bein

They're not married," Jace said firmly, his hips never ceasing their rhythmic movement. "It's all a façade. Legally, we're not siblings." Kara's mind spun, the implications of his words hitting her like a sledgehammer. It was true—they'd never had a formal wedding, never legally become family. The line she'd drawn in the sand to keep her feelings in check had been an illusion all along. She felt a twinge of guilt, but it was quickly swamped by the dark thrill of the possibility that Jace was opening up to her.

Luca ended the call, and I saw Jace turn his back on me and stride away, entering the living room elevator. "Babe," I immediately chased after him and got into the elevator with him. "What really happened? I swear I do not know where Celine is," I replied, and Jace stood silently in the elevator that rode up to the second floor. As it stopped, Jace got out of the elevator with me, and we entered the sitting room together. "Clara, I know you are angry with me because I said that I do not want you anymore. But this has nothing to do with Celine. She is your twin sister, and you cannot hurt her," Jace spoke to me softly as he walked up to meet me.

ROBERTO Two Months Later. It's been two months after the Clash with Damien, and to my surprise he actually was ready to start a war. Luckily, the Lycan King stepped in and we both sorted it. Damien was killed eventually, he also was branded a traitor and sentenced to death by hanging, His cousin Luca took over as Alpha and signed a peace treaty with my clan. Clara and I sorted out things and our relationship became stronger than before. We had our bad days and we also had our good days but it was all worth it, I smiled hard remembering her and the times we have shared together for the past two months.

He gave me a soft grin before saying, "You must be Jace. Right?" I couldn't speak. I was taken aback by his utter perfection. Mr. Gray wasn't as perfect as his son but it was plain to me where Maxxie had gotten his beauty from. They had the same stunning blue eyes and perfect smile that made you feel like melting whenever it was flashed. He had Maxxie's high cheekbones and flawless skin. I had always thought that Maxxie looked like his mom but no, I was clearly mistaken. These two men were definitely from the same family. That was evident. "Uh, yeah," I said once I had collected myself. "Yes, I'm Jace. You must be Mr. Gray."

I walked towards my room and sighted Jace and MJ leaving through the front door and oh my freaking God was I blown away by MJ's physique, I wanted to be sure it was him and I ran to the balcony and stood up looking down but not outside enough for them to notice me staring right down at them. MJ CLIFFORD was Jace's bestfriend and had been ever since I knew the Roberts, one would mistake them for brothers as you'd always find them together in every situation. MJ on the other hand was way different from Jace, he was calm, sweet and sometimes I wonder how could two people in entirely different fonts be so close. It was like a collision of two worlds.

“Imagine that. Imagine the heartbreak, the betrayal. Two sisters, yet one is kept in the dark while the other wears the title of wife. Do you think that’s normal? Do you think that is even right? How do you look someone in the eye, knowing they are torn between loyalty and love for their own flesh and blood? Is that the man you want to protect? A man who thinks nothing of using picking and using two sisters, who thinks nothing of shattering their bond for his own twisted games?” “Ask yourselves… can you trust a man who has no regard for the sanctity of family? Of blood? Who is willing to break apart the very thing that should be the most sacred? Jace is a man who thinks he can hide his sins

“You stopped looking out for me a long time ago. This isn’t about me. You’re just afraid I might leak family secrets to someone who actually treats me like a human being.” Asher’s eyes hardened. “You—” The fragile peace shattered. Jace slammed his chair back and stood, his cheeks flushed with anger. “I told you, Asher. She’s not family anymore. Spoiled and blind. Can’t even tell when she’s siding with outsiders.” I stood too. “At least I wasn’t pretending.”