It's also her first encounter with Jace, a Shadowhunter who looks a little like an angel and acts a lot like a jerk. This is Clary's first meeting with the Shadowhunters, warriors dedicated to ridding the earth of demons. It's hard to call the police when the murderers are invisible to everyone else and when there is nothing - not even a smear of blood - to show that a boy has died. When fifteen-year-old Clary Fray heads out to the Pandemonium Club in New York City, she hardly expects to witness a murder - much less a murder committed by three teenagers covered with strange tattoos and brandishing bizarre weapons. Otherwise, come along for the ride and meet the man who would sweep me off my feet, Mark Wolff, one of the top ten most self-absorbed men in the whole world. If you need banging and crazy monkey sex to keep your interest in a story, then jump in at Book Four of this self-portrait (The Lover). Mark obviously wanted more and he would eventually get it, but this book, Book One of It’s Just Us Here, would have been my perfect, ideal romance. There was cuddling and emotional closeness, but nothing remotely sexual… at least not to my mind. Mark and I end this first installment of my self-portrait in a Queer Platonic Relationship. This is my version of a Happily Ever After, which means Mark and I became great friends… and that’s it. Since this is written as a romance, you probably have a pretty good idea where the story goes from there. The two men meet one day in Chris’ favorite park and strike up a friendship. He actively tries to be as invisible as possible. He returns to Chicago in the hopes of reconnecting with his college friends, but everyone has moved on without him, starting families and growing up.Ĭhris, the writer, is socially awkward and introverted. Mark, the model, has not been challenged in his life and is emotionally withdrawn. An asexual man meets a male model… and slowly falls in love.

The Friend by Christopher X. Sullivan