All Chapters of Academy Of Cursed Hearts : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter Eleven****The cloaked figure stood at the end of the corridor, its silver mask gleaming faintly in the dark. The voice that seeped through it was cold, twisted with hunger.Kael tightened his hold on me, flames still shining faintly at his knuckles. Raven moved closer to the figure,his lantern shaking but still steady in his hand. Neither of them looked at each other. Both of them looked at the figure with so much tension.But the figure didn't move. It only moved its head, almost like mocking the boys. “Fight amongst yourselves if you wish." Although the Veil got a bit weak, it stood still.The voice sank into my skull like oil through cracks. The throne waits, little heir. Do not keep it hungry.The fire inside me burned, restless, like it recognized the voice.Then the figure dissolved into smoke and vanished just the same way it had come.There was total silence.Kael turned to Raven instantly, anger written all over him. “You distracted her—you almost handed her over

Chapter Thirteen****The dining hall was quiet the next morning, too quiet for the number of students inside. Students talked in low voices, some looking nervously at me, while others pretended not to look at all.The trauma of last night’s chaos still filled the air— rumors spread faster than fire in this place, and it was no secret that three of the Academy’s strongest heirs had nearly torn the walls apart because of me.And now they sat at my table.Kael sat directly to my right, his dark hair was wet from the bath but the faint scorch of smoke still stuck to his skin. He cut his meat with deliberate, sharp motions, as if each slice of the knife were another word he wasn’t saying aloud.Across him, Raven sat there with deceptive ease, his silver lantern mark faintly glowing at his throat. He played with his goblet, turning it lazily, but his pale eyes never left Kael.Jason sat at the end beside me, seated more upright than usual, his storm-marked hands folded on the table. He

Chapter Fifteen****The day after the garden incident felt really strange and unreal.The west hall of the academy was still scarred from where Jason and I had landed. Broken marble, faint burns along the wall, and a smell of smoke in the air reminded me it was not a nightmare. It actually did happen yesterday. Headmistress Morwen had cornered me, nearly taken me, and Jason had pulled me away at the very last minute.But now, as the sun shone calmly across the sky, the academy was quieter than usual.Classes had already ended for today. The students talked in low tone, and the usual noise of the grounds was swallowed by an unusual quietness.I sneaked out to the old glasshouse at the edge of the academy. Unlike the lonely garden, this place wasn’t broken or forgotten. It was simple, overgrown, and calm.I thought I’d be alone here.But Raven was already there before me.He sat on the edge of a stone bench, he was looking unsettled like something bothered him, his hands loose betwee

Chapter Seventeen****After what happened yesterday in the courtyard, whispers still followed me everywhere I went—every hall, every corner, every breath. They weren’t whispers of gossip anymore; they were whispers of fear. Students looked at me with wide eyes now, then quickly looked away, as if meeting with my eyes too long might set them on fire.I didn’t blame them.I did not understand what I had done.That’s why, when Jason told me to meet him somewhere private, I didn’t argue. I was tired of feeling like a spectacle. Tired of the looks, the whispers. And completely tired of pretending I was fine when I wasn'tThe abandoned observatory stood at the farthest edge of the academy, I walked past the silent towers and behind ivy-grown walls. No one came here anymore. Its glass was cracked, and its great telescope was broken, leaning like an injured soldier. Dust and silence owned the place now.It was the perfect place to be forgotten.Jason was already there when I arrived, leaning

Chapter Nineteen****The training finished few minutes back and the training yard was nearly empty that evening. The students already left, leaving behind only the sound of the wind brushing through the dry grass and the faint creak of wooden dummies swaying from their posts.I stood at the edge of the yard, my arms wrapped around myself. I told myself I want to stay here a bit to breathe, to find space, but the truth was I was running. Running from the library, from Kael’s words, and from the weight of knowing that Raven has the same intentions towards me.Now I saw Raven walking in.I wasn't expecting him or any of the boys here. He stood in the center of the yard, his sword drawn, slicing through the air with sharp, deliberate movements. His face was focused, but there was a tension in his looks that betrayed something else.He saw me before I tried to walk away. His movements stopped, his dark eyes met mine. Something moved in his eyes—hurt, suspicion and anger.And then his eyes