บททั้งหมดของ Academy Of Cursed Hearts : บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Two****That night, I could not sleep. As I laid in bed, I felt a pull, deep in my bones, like a thread tied to the earth itself had just been tugged from under the academy.I sat up immediately, breathing heavily.Elian felt it too.I knew because, an hour later, he appeared at my window,silent, clothed in starlight, eyes sharp with the same feeling I had.“ Aria, he whispered. She’s not just summoning him, “she’s feeding the land with his hunger. The breach wasn’t the attack. It was the seed.”I stood up instantly, pulling on my boots. “Then we cut the root before it spreads.” I said.We didn’t go alone, we sneaked to Jason's dorm to wake him first, then we went to wake Kael too.We started sneaking down to the dark path, but this time, we were just four, we were five in number now.Me,Elian,Jason, shadows coiled like armor,Kael, fire burning steady and gold.And unexpectedly Professor Varn, the old Elemental Theory instructor, who met us at the east

Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Four****Kieran stood in the threshold of the Mirror Vault, his body fractured by the shifting silver light that bled from the great glass at the chamber’s heart. His breath came in shallow bursts, and for the first time, I saw something in his eyes that wasn’t calculation or cunning,it was fear. Not for himself but for the acolytes Morwen had twisted, for the first-years she’d fed to the Hollow Tree, for whatever broken thing inside him that still remembered how to ache.I didn’t trust him. Not fully. But I believed his fear.“Where are they?” Elian asked, voice low, fingers already tracing the runes along his forearm.“West corridor,” Kieran said. “She’s using the old servant’s passage,the one sealed after the Third Purge. It bypasses the main wards.”Jason’s shadow-thread snapped around the doorway behind us. “Then we don’t have time.”Kael stepped forward, fire flaring in his palms. “Why should we let you stand with us? You’ve lied to us more times than

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Six****At midnight, the atmosphere changed completely.It didn’t start with sound, it started with absence of breath.I woke up gasping for air, my lungs were burning as if I had been underwater for hours. My chest was heavy, but there was no air anywhere. Not because the room was stuffy,but because the air itself had been emptied of life.I stumbled to the window.The courtyard below was a graveyard of total stillness.Students collapsed on the stones, not dead,breathing, but shallowly, like their lungs had forgotten how to pull in the world. Their eyes were opened wide with fear,mouths moving with no sound, as if screaming into a void that swallowed every cry.Even the wind had stopped blowing.As if something had reached into the sky and sucked the breath from the world completely.By morning,the truth was no longer hidden.It wasn’t an attack.It was a harvest.Every living thing in the academy,students, professors, birds in the eaves, even the fo

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Eight****I couldn’t keep going back to the abandoned wing.Not after what I’d felt yesterday,the way the book seemed to hum under my fingers, like it was waiting and watching. Every time I left it on the shelf, I’d lie awake at night wondering if someone else had found it. If Morwen, with her quiet new kindness and old cunning, had sensed its presence.So today, I stole it.I waited until evening, when the library was nearly empty and the librarians were lost in their ledgers. I slipped into the far wing like a shadow, and pulled the book from its place.I tucked it beneath my cloak, its weight both comforting and terrifying, and I walked out as calmly as I could.Back in my dorm, I locked the door, drew the curtains, and placed the book on my desk like an offering. I ran my hand over it once, then opened it to page 388.I was so close.The instructions grew more precise. Not just how to duplicate, but what could be duplicated. Objects first,simple thin

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty****I stopped disappearing.Not because I wanted to, but because I had to. The suspicion in Jason’s eyes, the quiet concern in Elian’s voice, even Kael’s forced jokes,were cracks in the dam. If I kept pulling away, they’d break through. And I couldn’t risk that. Not now. Not when the power inside me was still raw, still learning its own shape.So I came back.I sat with them at meals, laughing at Kael’s terrible impressions of Professor Lin. I sparred with Jason in the afternoon sun, letting his shadows coil around my wrists like old friends. I walked with Elian through the gardens at dusk, listening to him talk about constellations that hadn’t been named yet. I let them see me,really see me, so they’d stop looking for the version of me that hid in libraries and greenhouses.And all the while, the power hummed beneath my skin, patient and waiting.I practiced only when I was truly alone.I found a hidden alcove behind the old forge, tucked between colla