Hey guys! This is Shay and I'm going to start writing my very first fanfic! I love the Greek Gods and Goddesses and I also love the Mortal Instruments series so I thought, 'hey, why not mix the two?' Since this is my first time writing, please go easy on me *puppy dog eyes* and tell me what parts you didn't like and what parts you'd like improved. This is just a short chapter basically explaining who and what Jace is. The other chapters will be much longer. The real plot hasn't started yet. I don't own The Mortal Instruments or it's characters.

Jace's POV:

Where should I start? Hmm, yes. My name is Jace Herondale. Well at least in this life that's what I choose to call my self. My given name is Eros and I'm the son of Aphrodite and Poseidon. They say I was born of Zeus, but don't believe everything you read. Every son of Poseidon is born with the mark of trident on the left shoulder, and each son of Aphrodite is born with her significant golden eyes. My mother was Zeus's Mistress at the time, so when she got pregnant with me, Zeus didn't want others to know that his mistress was bearing the child of his brother and that is why today many believe I am his child. Let me tell you now that everything you've read about Zeus being majestic and great? Yeah throw those out with the trash. They guy's a complete ass. People say that my mother is a "loose whore that sleeps with everyone", but has anyone ever really stopped to think how Centaurs (half man half horse) or Satyrs (half man half goat) are born? Even after thousands of years I shudder thinking about walking in on Zeus in action of making either of those. I mean, animals? Really? How desperate can a man get? I still can't fathom how he fathered mermaids. They call my mother a whore while Zeus is the worst of the Greek Gods. He puts it in anything that has a hole. Enough about the dick for now. We were talking about me. You may also know me as Cupid, but Gods know I hate that name! I curse whoever came up with it. I mean I'm nothing like a chubby little cherub who goes around shooting people with love arrows. I mean, really? Who the hell comes up with these crap? When they say Eros or Cupid, the first thing that comes to peoples minds is that I'm the God of Love. I may be the God of Love, but I'm also the God of Sexual desire. Having my mother's golden eyes, hair and skin and my father's features means that I've been declared the most attractive of the Gods. Being a child of Aphrodite is both a curse and a blessing. A kiss from her, means that all women want you and all men want to be you. I mean, it's fun and all, but it's ironic that the God of Love himself doesn't know of love, isn't it? It's been mentioned that I'm married and in love with Psyche and even have a child with her, but the truth is that I hate the bitch and want nothing to do with her. She's always been like the piece of gum stuck in your hair that you just can't get off. No matter how much I tell her no, she keeps coming back and I would bet she even started those rumors herself just so she could be liked.

Anyways, back to the story. Greek Gods need humans's praise to be more power full. When people stopped believing in us and they stopped praying to us thousands of years ago, we found other ways to be loved by people. Many of my kind are today movie stars, rock stars, pop stars, well known billionaires or any other job that requires for people to know your name and who you are and praise you and want to be you. Every once in a while we have to fake our death and become someone else.

In this life, my father, my mother and my three half-siblings from my dad's side are living as the billionaire, multi-company owner, Herondale family. Because of dad's success in business and my modelling and my mother being one of the most success full actresses, we're always on the cover of magazines and in the news. The irony is that today, my mother is known as the "Aphrodite of modern world". As for my siblings, Isabelle is a well known fashion designer, Alec is the genius one and Max is the sweet and caring baby of the family. Alec is a thousand years older than me, Isabelle and I were born in the same century though I'm slightly older and Max is several thousand years younger than me. I don't even remember exactly how old I am. I can just tell you that I stopped counting after 7486. But in this life, Alec is 24, me and Iz are 22 and Max is 17. This is by far my favourite century and my favourite life of all the ones I've lead until now. Everything I want, I get. Sometimes living here is much better than being in Olympus. Heaven on earth.

I've always got the women I wanted. Never in my life have I ever been denied. Because of my mother's genes and me being the God of Sexual desire and also because of my family's history, no woman could say no to me. I ALWAYS got what I wanted. That is, until that one night at the Pandemonium club. The girl with Fiery red hair and Emerald green eyes that took my breath away. Never will I forget the day Clarissa Fairchild rejected me...It was the first time I ever got rejected and I sure as hell didn't like the feeling. So I swore I would make the little Fireball mine and as all the Greek Gods, the rules of the Universe bound me to make sure I fulfil the promise. We're all bound by our words and now I have to own up to mines. I will make sure she's mine even if it's the last thing I do. Literally.

Next chapter is how Jace and Clary meet. Don't hate me for stopping here! o.o

I'll be updating soon. Tell me if you like this fanfiction or not! Should I continue or does it suck too much? o.e

ANYWHO! Love y'all awesome people!

XOXO, Shay.