Karma Novels & Stories

But not this time. She wasn’t plotting revenge. She wasn’t planning to destroy his reputation. He was her ex–best friend, after all. She would simply go with the flow. She has no clue what is ahead waiting for her, but one thing she knows is that Karma is a bitch. Karma gets you back. You just need to believe in it and move on. Try not to take matters into your own hands if unnecessary. Just leave it to Karma. It has its way of dealing with things.

Sienna’s spine went rigid. “Is that supposed to make me feel guilty?” she hissed. “Not really. I’d be damned if you had a conscience.” She scoffed. “Conscience doesn’t pay bills, little pauper.” I smiled sweetly. “Maybe not. But karma has an excellent credit system.” “Karma: the consolation prize poor people chalk up when reality won’t hand them power.” “We’ve only just met, but I swear I don’t like you,” I confessed. “And I guess you’re a bitch all the time.”

She didn't like it but as god approved she made the things in favor of her son. Karma nodded and accepted the deal and left. Karma was hoping that he can keep giving the girl her good fortune and success in whatever she does and that will be enough. But he has no idea that sometimes it is good to not have success in what she does. Sometimes that can just save her life... If only he knew that... Arina's POV

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Would he still love me if he knew who I truly was or the things I’d done? Would he still love me if he knew that I had spent the past decade as a karma dealer? Yes, you heard me right. I deal out karma for a living. I know it sounds complicated & a bit crazy, and sometimes it is, but I always enjoyed my work & I’ve made damn good money doing it. You'd be surprised how much a vindictive individual will pay to see you dish out karma to those that have wronged them. The only downside of my work is that I could never stay in any one place too long.

He opened the beer and passed one bottle each. "Guys. What's more strong? Love or hate"? He started the conversation after a moment of thinking. "Depends. If it's to revenge, then hate. Otherwise Love". Conrad replied. "But what if we are not sure about Love"? Noah asked. "Baby you can't hate someone if you have never loved someone. Hate never comes alone. It's always the other side of Love, like two sides of a coin". Conrad said. Noah looked into his eyes. "But..."

-ADRIAN POV- I've built my career on the principle that control is everything. It's the only thing that separates the people who succeed from the people who get swept away by circumstance and emotion. Control is knowing exactly what will happen before it happens. Control is building systems that work regardless of external chaos. Control is keeping the world at arm's length so nothing can touch what I've carefully constructed. And I'm very, very good at control. Which is why the assignment Marcus just handed me is simultaneously the most strategic opportunity of my career and the most genuinely irritating thing that's happened to me in months.

I asked Ranvijay. "Nothing. Just don't speak in Hindi. Sometimes I forget my own learnt Hindi by hearing yours." "You can't appreciate anyone. Right?" I was really pissed off. "I can but not someone who speaks such disastrous Hindi like "thar Phaye ``,khya ``,'''deal `` etc. It's "tar paye" means tormenting, not "thar Phaye". We don't need Thor from Marvel DC among us. It's "kya” means what not "khya".

When I was released early from prison for good behavior, my three sisters showed up to pick me up with a dog collar in hand. Vivian Bennett, my eldest sister, held it out to me and said calmly, "Put it on. Don't take it off until we make it home. Pass this final test, and you'll officially become a Bennett." Claire Bennett, my second sister, patted me on the shoulder and sighed. "You've suffered these past seven years. But you smell awful. Go home and take a really good shower before you sit down for dinner." Natalie Bennett, my third sister, looked me up and down, frowning. "When did you get so skinny? I guess the collar suits you now." Seven years ago, they said something similar. Luc

He had bony muscles on his cheeks and chills all over him. "Not to let them go, but to let them taste their own medicine." Kim took a deep breath. "In this world, there is a thing called karma. One day, they're going to eat their own cake." Mara preferred Tami in her previous life. Even though he finally knew that Tami was not her own, she still insisted on helping her to get up. In the end? Tami married Chris with the rich dowry of the Swann and the Torres family and swept out Kevin and Mara completely. In the end, Mara not only failed to revenge for her family but also lost all her life. This is the best punishment for Mara as a mother.