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Chapter 19

Author: Zara Kesari
last update publish date: 2026-03-03 23:30:36

Luke

The field is alive with pre-game rehearsal. Cheer squad running formations. Equipment managers lining coolers in precise rows. Temporary banners flap in the wind, each bearing Ravenwood’s crest like a reminder of who owns the attention this week.

"I had to find out from Cole, you jerk!" Tj's voice rings from behind us at the field.

He walks over and wraps an arm around my shoulder, patting my arm with a cigarette in his mouth.

He only smoked on a few certain days
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  • Malicious Prince   Author Notice

    Hi everyone, First of all, I want to sincerely apologize for the lack of updates over the past few days. I know many of you have been waiting for the next chapters, and I truly appreciate your patience and continued support. It honestly means so much to me that people are following the story and looking forward to what happens next. The reason I’ve been a little quiet lately is because I’ve been completely caught up in preparing for my end-of-semester finals. As much as I love writing and continuing the story, exams have demanded most of my time and attention recently. Between studying, reviewing notes, and making sure I’m prepared for each test, I haven’t had the time or the mental energy to sit down and properly write the next chapters the way I would like to. Right now I’m still in the middle of my finals period, so for the next couple of days I unfortunately won’t be able to continue uploading new chapters. I didn’t want to disappear without saying anything, so I thought it woul

  • Malicious Prince   Chapter 22

    Luke I have a stalker. It’s official now. The bastard has been watching me. But for how long? My mind races as the questions keep piling up in my head. Does he know who my target is?Did he see me spying on Lucien? Worst of all… did he see me go to the storage locker? My phone hasn’t stopped lighting up since that night. Message after message. Always vague. Always unsettling. Little reminders that he knows where I am. What I’m doing. Like he’s standing just out of sight. Watching. It’s a constant reminder that I need to be more careful. If someone is already tracking my movements, then my plans for Lucien could fall apart before they even start. I’m pulled out of my thoughts when someone grabs my arm. I look up and meet TJ’s gaze. His brows are drawn together, his expression tight with something that looks a lot like concern. “Are you okay?” he asks. “Of course I am.” I try to pull my wrist back, but he holds on tighter. His eyes drop to my other arm, and that’s when I

  • Malicious Prince   Chapter 21

    Luke The red numbers on the digital clock glow in the dark. 2:43 AM. I stare at them until the shapes blur. Sleep is gone. As usual. The dorm is quiet in that heavy way buildings get at night, pipes humming somewhere in the walls. I sit up slowly, rubbing a hand over my face. For a moment, I just sit there, elbows on my knees, breathing through the last fragments of whatever that was. My chest still feels tight, like the air in the room isn’t enough. It fades eventually. It always does. I swing my legs off the bed and cross the room, careful not to make noise even though I’m alone tonight. My backpack sits by the desk. I unzip the front pocket and dig around until my fingers close around a small crinkling wrapper. Peach candy. I unwrap it and toss the candy into my mouth. The sweetness hits my tongue immediately, sharp and artificial and familiar. I suck on it slowly, letting the flavour settle before biting down. The sugar helps, It always helps. I

  • Malicious Prince   Chapter 20

    Luke Cold. It settles into my bones like it belongs there. Like it’s always belonged there. My fingers ache before I can feel them. I try to move them and they respond slowly, stiff, unreliable. The air burns when I breathe in. My teeth knock together once. I clamp my jaw shut to stop it. Don’t shake. I pull my arms closer to my body but it doesn’t help. Nothing helps when the cold is inside you instead of around you. There’s a weight at my back, solid and unmoving. Brick maybe concrete. Something that doesn’t care if I’m there. My stomach twists, It feels scraped out. I swallow against the taste in my mouth- stale, metallic, wrong. My tongue feels too big, throat too dry. Don’t think about food. Thinking makes it worse. There’s breathing near me. Keith. A sound snaps somewhere far off-metal hitting metal. My body goes tight instantly. Heart sla

  • Malicious Prince   Chapter 19

    Luke The field is alive with pre-game rehearsal. Cheer squad running formations. Equipment managers lining coolers in precise rows. Temporary banners flap in the wind, each bearing Ravenwood’s crest like a reminder of who owns the attention this week. "I had to find out from Cole, you jerk!" Tj's voice rings from behind us at the field. He walks over and wraps an arm around my shoulder, patting my arm with a cigarette in his mouth. He only smoked on a few certain days from time to time.There was something clean about the scent, not harsh, not too irritating scent either, just warm tobacco with something faintly woody underneath. "Congrats on getting a personal invite," He says, blowing out smoke. TJ nudges me. “So?” “So what?” “Are you going?” Cole doesn’t look at me directly, but I can feel his attention sharpen. He’s pretending to adjust his lens while listening. “It’s a party,” I say mildly. “Not a summons.TJ laughs

  • Malicious Prince   Chapter 18

    Unknown Santiago doesn’t invite outsiders. He curates them. By the time I step into Constitutional Law, the invitation has already circulated through the right channels. Selective guest list. After the ball. The usual people - aside from Luke. Professor Hargrove is already mid-lecture when I take my seat. “…precedent is not obligation,” he says, chalk scraping against the board. “It is guidance. The court can, and often does, deviate when circumstance demands.” Circumstance. I opened my notebook. Around me, students type frantically. Highlight excessively. Whisper about Friday’s game, like the outcome will determine their GPA. My phone vibrates once in my pocket. Unknown number. I ignore it. I take clean notes. Short and simple, not that I care about understanding logic. I care about understanding systems. Legal ones,

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