All Chapters of Academy Of Cursed Hearts : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-One****It started with a laugh.We were in the west courtyard after dinner,Elian, Jason, Kael, and me, testing new convergence spells under the bruised purple sky of twilight. Elian had been experimenting with starlight refraction, trying to bend it through enchanted glass to amplify healing energy. He held a slender crystal vial, its surface etched with constellations older than the academy itself. It was one of Morwen’s most prized relics: the Vial of First Dawn, said to contain the first drop of morning light ever captured by mortal hands. She kept it locked in the Sanctum of Echoes, but had allowed Elian to study it for his research,under strict oath.“Watch this,” he said, eyes gleaming. “If I angle it just right, I can...”The vial slipped from his hand.Time didn’t slow down. It shattered.The crystal hit the stone with a sound like a dying star,very sharp. It burst into a dozen glittering shards, and the light inside it became golden, liquid, a

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three****The thought wouldn’t leave me.Not since I’d duplicated my reflection,just for a second and it had blinked back at me.And that was the problem.Because now, every time I closed my eyes, I saw it, another Aria, standing just behind my shoulder, waiting. Not to replace me,not to betray me either. But to share the weight.What if I sent her to scout the northern ruins while I stayed to guard the Heartstone?What if she stood in the line of fire while I healed the wounded?What if she walked into Morwen’s traps while I remained unseen?The temptation coiled in my chest like smoke.But I didn’t do it.Not yet.Because the book’s warning still echoed in my bones: “One moment of doubt, and the copy will unravel or worse, become something else entirely.”And I had doubts.Not about my power.About myself.Was I doing this to protect… or to escape?Morwen hadn’t stopped hunting.If anything, she’d grown more cunning.She stopped setting magical traps.

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Five****After the morning drills, we were walking down to my dorm when Jason finally broke the need to us."I saw Veyra last night guys," Jason said, tossing a stone up. ' Who is Veyra? Is she a student too?' Elian asked, looking lost and confused." No, she's not a student," I answered, placing my hand on his shoulder while we walked. " She's a spy in disguise,Morwen’s right hand,cold, silent, and lethal. She’s been on my case for a long time and suddenly disappeared, nobody heard from her and now she's back."Elian sighed, "I hope she stays away from you this time around."Kael said nothing, he has been sort of calm today, I hope he's alright though but I did not bother asking him what was wrong.Later that day, I heard some professors saying that Veyra had gone to the north, to the Shattered Peaks, and returned with something ancient and more dangerous wrapped around her bones.It happened at midnight.I was walking back from the library, tired, an

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-seven ****I haven’t left my room in three days.Not because I can’t.But because every time I step into the hall, the Hollow knows.It doesn’t roar. It doesn’t tear through walls. It's simply… appears. From the shadow behind a door.And each time, it takes more from me.The warmth in my chest is fading. Not totally gone but it's becoming thin. Like a candle burning at both ends.Jason brings me broth. Kael sits by the window, fire low but steady, as if his light alone can keep the dark away. Elian reads to me old star-chants, healing verses, anything to anchor me to this world.They’re scared of me losing me to it.Because I’m slipping off gradually.Yesterday, I looked in the mirror and my reflection didn’t blink for a full ten seconds.This morning, I tried to duplicate a single drop of water from my cup.Nothing happened, not because the power is gone.But because the Hollow is between me and my echo.And it’s winning.Morwen came to my dorm tonight.

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Nine****We tried again today in the forge alcove, all of us. Jason stood at my back, hands on my shoulders, shadows curling around us like a cage of smoke and will. Kael knelt before me, palms pressed to the stone, summoning flame so hot that it turned the dust to glass. Elian circled us, voice low and steady, weaving starlight into a net of protection.“Focus on the bond,” Elian urged. “Not on your fear but on your connection.”I closed my eyes and reached for Jason with my soul.I remembered the first time he’d shielded me from a storm of rogue magic, his shadows swallowing the lightning before it could touch me.I remembered him sitting with me for hours after when we newly got talking, silent, present, and not scared.I remembered the way his voice softened when he said my name,like it was something sacred.But nothing happened.No warmth.No spark.No echo.My power stayed buried and locked behind a wall of Hollow-fed silence.Kael’s fire sparked