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She's next

Author: M-writez
last update publish date: 2026-05-30 04:30:43

"How did you know?" Marcus asked.

"Because he's been circling me all season. He's the only one with access to the security system. And he's desperate enough to make a deal with anyone who promises him my spot." Jace's jaw tightened. "But I didn't know he was working with my parents. I thought he was just a jealous teammate."

"He's more than that," Marcus said. "According to the athletic department's server logs, he's been sending encrypted messages to an external account for weeks."

"Can you pr
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  • The King's Hart    The watch…

    I didn't go to the old rink alone.Not because I wasn't tempted. Not because I didn't want to know what the mystery texter had to say. But because I'd learned something since the night I'd walked into the arena and found Jace with gold eyes. I'd learned that secrets were weapons. And I wasn't going to hand someone another weapon to use against me.So I told Jace.He was in the library when I found him, hunched over a textbook he wasn't reading. His eyes were blue, but they flickered gold the moment I showed him the messages. The air around him changed. The pressure dropped. The pages of his book fluttered like they'd been caught in a gust of wind."Old rink," he said. "Midnight. Whoever sent this knows about my father. Knows about the Aegis. Knows exactly how to get under your skin.""Which means they know us. Or they've been watching us long enough to figure us out." I sat down across from him. "I'm not going alone. But I am going. If someone has proof of what you are, proof they're

  • The King's Hart    The Distance he keeps

    Jace didn't sleep.I knew because I didn't either. We sat on opposite ends of my couch, the hockey puck with the Kingston crest between us like a grenade, and the silence was so thick I could barely breathe. He'd been different since the apartment. Not cold. Not cruel. Just distant. The way he'd been in the beginning, before the fire, before the warehouse, before everything. The way he'd been when he still believed he was poison."You should go to practice," I said. "Helena will be worried.""Helena doesn't get worried. She gets strategic.""Same thing with her." I pulled my knees up to my chest. "Jace. Talk to me."He didn't answer. He just stared at the puck, his jaw tight, his eyes flickering gold and blue in the dim light. I wanted to shake him. I wanted to scream at him. But I knew that look. I'd seen it before. He was building walls again. The same walls I'd spent weeks tearing down."Your parents aren't going to stop," I said quietly. "Gregory left a message in my apartment. He

  • The King's Hart    The Space Between Us

    Jace didn't say a word on the drive back to campus.Not one word. Not about the kiss we almost had, not about the confession that had hung between us like a promise, not about the news alert still glowing on both our phones. He just gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles went white and stared at the road like it had personally offended him. I sat in the passenger seat, my hands folded in my lap, my heart still racing from the moment in front of the plaque. He loved me. He'd said it out loud. And now he was acting like I didn't exist."Jace."Nothing."Are you going to talk to me?""I'm driving.""You're ignoring me.""I'm focusing." His voice was flat. Controlled. The same voice he'd used in the tutoring center when he was trying to push me away. The same voice he'd used when he'd told me I was "just the help." My stomach dropped."You're doing it again.""Doing what?""Shutting me out. You said you were done pushing me away. You said I grounded you. You said you loved me." I t

  • The King's Hart    The House That Built Him

    The Kingston Athletic Scholarship House stood dark against the snow, its windows like empty eyes staring down at the frozen street. Somewhere inside, Diane was waiting. Somewhere inside, the woman who'd killed my mother, enslaved my father, and spent decades tearing apart everything I loved was counting down the minutes until I walked through that door alone. But I wasn't alone. Jace stood beside me in the shadows, his hand wrapped around mine, his eyes steady gold in the dark. Celeste was on the roof. Helena had agents at every exit. And my father, the man Diane had controlled for seven years, was watching from across the street with a notebook full of her psychological weaknesses."She'll know you brought backup," I said. "She always knows.""Let her." Jace's voice was quiet, layered with something ancient and controlled. "She spent years making me afraid of what I am. Tonight, I show her what I've become."I turned to face him. "You're not a weapon.""No. I'm a shield. And shields

  • The King's Hart    The Ashford Shadow

    The celebration roared around us, but I couldn't hear any of it. Diane's name pulsed on my phone screen like a wound that wouldn't close. She'll be seeing you soon. Jace took the phone from my hand, read the message twice, and his jaw tightened until I could see the muscle jumping in his cheek."She's bluffing." His voice was quiet, controlled, the Aegis steady behind his eyes. "The Ashford network is shattered. She's on the run. This is desperation.""You don't believe that.""No. I don't." He handed the phone back. "But the draft is over. We're alive. Marcus is recovering. The Volkovs are retreating. Whatever Diane is planning, we have time to prepare."I wanted to believe him. The locker room was full of laughter and champagne and teammates clapping Jace on the back. Ava was in the corner, already filing her follow-up story. Celeste stood guard by the door, her gold eyes scanning every face. My father was somewhere in the building. For the first time in months, we'd actually won so

  • The King's Hart    The Draft

    The draft venue glowed like a cathedral of glass and steel, every window blazing with light against the dark winter sky. We stood at the edge of the crowd, Jace's hand wrapped around mine, the roar of ten thousand voices rumbling through the walls. Somewhere inside, scouts and cameras and three Volkov agents were waiting. Somewhere inside, my father was in the front row."You ready?" I asked."No." Jace's eyes flickered gold, but steady. Controlled. "But I'm done letting fear make my decisions."We walked through the side entrance together. The hallway stretched ahead, lined with framed jerseys and championship banners. Halfway down, Celeste emerged from the shadows. "The Volkov agents are in position. Security, media, one scout. They're watching every entrance.""Let them watch." Jace's voice was calm. "I'm not their weapon anymore."Helena met us at the tunnel entrance with a clipboard and a grim expression. "Ava's story just went live. Every major outlet is picking it up. The blood

  • The King's Hart    Don't say her name

    I didn't sleep.Not a single minute. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Gregory Kingston's face twisted with rage in that hallway. I heard his voice slurring my name. I felt my phone buzz with another message that never came but always felt one second away.By the time Thursday afternoon arrived, I

  • The King's Hart    The wrong message

    I don't delete the message.That's the thing I keep coming back to as I walk home through the freezing dark. I should have deleted it. Any normal person would have deleted it. But instead I read it four times on the elevator ride down, and then I saved it to my phone like evidence.Stay away from m

  • The King's Hart    Stay away

    "I told you to leave."Jace hasn't moved from the hallway. Blood drips down his cheek and onto his ripped t-shirt. His hands are still shaking, but his voice is ice now. Cold and hard. A door slamming shut.I'm standing in his bathroom doorway with the first aid kit in my hands. My heart is poundin

  • The King's Hart    The boy who almost killed me

    "You're late."My supervisor Diane doesn't look up from her clipboard. She doesn't have to. I already know I'm in trouble.The tutoring center smells like stale coffee and desperation. Three students huddle over textbooks in the corner. None of them look at me. None of them care that I sprinted acr

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