Angel's Blood and the Demon's Grip

Being a warlock was especially fun for Evelyn. Some people found the idea of living forever a nuisance, but she enjoyed her blessing. It helped when the Devil's mark was so easily covered by glamour. Everything changed once she met the Shadowhunters...


2. Chapter 1

"Good Morning Clancy," I greeted the guard at Taki's. He gave me a grunt and a nod before stepping aside from the door. I gave him a grin before patting his shoulder affectionately.

"You shouldn't tease him like that," Magnus said, giving me a sly smile.

"I don't tease him," I said, giving him a dismissive wave.

"'I give him false hope,'" Magnus said, mimicking me, making a face. I laughed at his face, shaking my head at him. He knew me so well, even after not seeing me for a hundred and fifty years.

"Who are we meeting here again?" I asked, looking around the diner. Magnus shook his head at me. He opened his mouth to answer, but was interrupted by someone.

"Magnus!" I spotted a tall boy, with a girl sitting across from him, grinning at my older brother.

"Why, hello there, Jordan!" Magnus said, making his way to the table. "I didn't see you there!" Magnus nodded to the girl. "Maia."

"Hello Magnus," Maia said. She looked quite uncomfortable, before her eyes glided over to me. I noticed that Jordan was also looking at me, so I grinned at them. I could feel their confusion emitting from them. "Who's this?"

"Oh, excuse my rudeness," Magnus said, waving a hand at them, before looking at me. "This is Evelyn." All three pairs of eyes were on me. "My sister."

"You have a sister?" Jordan asked, clearly perturbed by this.

"Where else would all of this excess awesomeness go?" I joked, grinning at them, winking at Jordan. He was pretty cute. Too bad that Maia chick was giving him an intense look. I looked at Magnus. "Are these the people you wanted me to meet?" Magnus shook his head, frowning, just as he would when we were younger.

"Oh, no!" he said, as if I had offended him. Magnus was so good at that: making his voice sound like a different emotion than what was displayed across his face. I noticed Magnus look past me as his face brightened up. "Here they are." I turned around to follow his gaze. There were three boys and two girls in the group that had just entered Taki's. There was a boy with dark hair and deep blue eyes that seemed to monitor every movement made in the room. There was a girl that looked like him, her tall frame elongated by her insanely high heels. Her long, dark hair was pulled back, away from her face, showing off her eyes, as black as raven's feathers. The other girl was short, with curly, bright red hair. She was an adorable little sprite, being carefully watched by a boy, all pale tones and gold. His golden mane offset the glow of his eyes, which seemed, almost impossibly, even more gold. I could tell that these four were Shadowhunters. The fifth member of their group seemed to want to blend into the crowd; I could see the way he looked at the red head, the dark haired girl, and even Maia.

"Magnus!" The dark haired boy said, beckoning the rest of his group to follow him. I could see the purposefulness that the golden boy, the tall girl and the dark haired boy walked with. The dark haired boy looked me up and down, with almost an air of jealousy. "Who's this?"

"Oh, Alexander," Magnus laughed, stepping closer to the boy. "Always the jealous type." Magnus shook his head in amusement. "This is my sister."

"Sister?" the golden boy asked, his voice paved in sarcasm.

"Why is everybody so surprised that you have a sister?" I wanted to know.

"Because the world only needs one Magnus," the Golden Boy said, dryly. Magnus narrowed his eyes at the boy menacingly.

"Why, thank you, Jace," he said, bitterly. "I'll remember that next time I save your life."

"He was just kidding," the curly haired boy said, defensively. I could already tell what he was: Vampire. Probably a fledgling with his attitude.

"Then it's a good thing I'm not Magnus,then, isn't it?" I said, loudly, before Magnus could get in a fight with either boy.

"I'm Clary," the tiny girl with red hair said, smiling at me; she grew up as a mundane. Her innocence was very clear, like a raw scar.

"From the Great War," I said, remembering. I'd heard those names. Clary, Jace; that meant the other three were..."Isabelle," I said, smiling at the tall girl. She was much too serious for her age. "Daylighter," I said to the Vampire. It was indeed the daylight hours. I hadn't thought enough to realize this. "And Alexander." Magnus had greeted him earlier.

"Impressive," Jordan said from his seat. I'd forgotten that he and Maia were still there.

"What's your name," Clary asked, politely.

"Evelyn," Magnus said, swiftly cutting me off.

"Evie, actually," I said, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Hm," Magnus made a surprised noise. "That's new."

"No, it's not," I protested.

"The last time I saw you, it wasn't Evie," Magnus said, nonchalantly.

"The last time you saw me was the 1800s!" I exclaimed. "By that time, you were-"

"They're already fighting," the Vampire noted. I glared at him.

"Does the Daylighter always talk so much?" I snarled.

"The Daylighter has a name," he retorted.

"As if it matters," I muttered, taking a seat next to Jordan and Maia.

"Evelyn," Magnus said, glaring at me. "I brought you here to meet the Shadowhunters. Maybe we can help them."

"Why? You already have the White Book, what do you need me for?" I rolled my eyes, reaching for Jordan's drink. "And it's Evie."

"Why are you being such a teenager?" Magnus complained.

"As if you aren't being childish," I groaned, taking a long drink from Jordan's coffee.

"As entertaining as this family feud has been," Jace said, loudly, stretching his arms over his head, "we've got work to do." He cracked his back. "If you'll excuse me," he said, as he walked away from us.

"Jace," Clary called after him, sounding upset. She left after him.

"And then there were two," Isabelle muttered, jamming her hands into her pockets. Simon made a noise, glancing at Isabelle. Magnus pressed the bridge of his nose.

"I brought you here to meet people," Magnus said, sounding strained. "Why are you being so antisocial?"

"I'm not being antisocial!" I snapped.

"Clearly, not," Magnus hissed back. He turned to Alexander and Isabelle. "I'm sorry for my sister's behavior."

"'Your sister's behavior'?" I repeated in disbelief.

"Evelyn, you're drinking out of Jordan's cup!" Magnus exclaimed. "Yes! Your behavior!" I glared at him.

"If your sister's behavior is annoying you so much, than maybe you should've never invited her into your house!" I yelled, slamming my hand onto the table. "And it's Evie!" I stood up and left the diner, hearing Magnus yell behind me.

"Oh, that's very effective, isn't it Evelyn? Very dramatic!" I could feel the tears threaten to spill over as I ran out and into Manhattan.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...