Funny Karma Stories Novels & Stories

I'm not exaggerating, I'm just telling the truth, because it's true. "Your advice is harsh. Those two are not immune to karma, believe me." Gen grinned at me. I resented him. "There's no hard bread in hot coffee, Gen. Karma doesn't choose. Hahaha." I laughed at this promise. A kind person, immune to karma, is he still a fool? Hahahaha! Don't me! "Rooooooooooooo!" I just turned to where that voice came from. I almost didn't remember that, so my eyes widened suddenly when someone jumped up and hugged my thigh.

Kelvin says behind me, "he's dead. Died three years ago." The words hit like ice water. I freeze. "I was at the funeral, actually," he continues. Casual. Like he's mentioning the weather. "Lovely service." My hand tightens on the banister until my knuckles go white. I turn around. "That's—that's a l-lie." They're all watching me. Kelvin leaned back on the couch, arm draped around Miranda. Patricia with that cruel little smile. Diane's eyes gleaming. "That's a l-lie," I say again. Louder this time. My voice shakes but I don't care. "You're lying."

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

she said. Jerry heaved a sigh and finished his food. “I don’t agree with the karma part. But I think, and what you should be thinking also is that it is a lesson that we can’t forget. Karma sounds like you’re a terrible person,” he scoffed. She shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know, Jerry. Am I a terrible person? I mean, why would I even ask that question when it is so obvious that I destroyed Hunter’s reputation and my exposé caused the downfall of his legacy.”

His face reddened so fiercely I couldn't control my laugh. I passed the glass of water to him and he chugged it down immediately."It's not funny.", he groaned. "Right." I laughed."The part where the frock blew and you collapsed in front of your classmates was funnier." "Jesus Christ! She really told you the whole incident.", he groaned rubbing his temple. "She did.", I laughed seeing him getting so embarrassed but the laughter soon died when the pain started surging in my wound. I hissed and he smirked."Karma."

"You know you just don't have enough food Vee. maybe Keven came here to feed you, he probably knows that you become like that when there is no food." I frowned at James because of what he said. "Hey, you're gay! Are you saying I'm crazy when I can't eat?" "Yes, it seems so." he still laughed while I looked at him very badly. Flashback _ "Why is it always happy ever after?" "It's better to be happy than sad duh!" "Don't you have a story about being a pig, Brother James!?" "The enchanted pig? Do you want to hear the story?" I asked her. "Yes! It's about being able to relate with us!" They all laughed except for Los, he was the fat one they were referring to.

The man’s wallet had a few hundred dollars, calling cards, a paper clip, and a picture of a woman who was way too beautiful for him. If I was being perfectly honest, the money he had on his wallet was nowhere near enough of the tips I made that night. The thing about doing bad things was that one of these days, it would come to bite you in the ass. And that’s karma for you. I just didn’t know I’ll be hit by it this early into the game. Usually, karma happens when you’re already old and a bit more stable in life.

One of the officers asked me, "Why did he try to kill you?" I thought about it for a moment before answering, "He believes I caused him to go bankrupt." "What was your relationship with him?" "He was the CEO of my former company. He fired me." Florin would face justice. After I published my story, the most common comments weren't about the lawsuit. They were about age. "I'm 35 too. I cried after reading this." "I'm 34, and now I'm scared." "I'm 40. I've already been laid off twice."

her mum spouted angrily. “My daughter will never leave her home for another woman; karma isn't real and will definitely not try to bite me.” Mrs. Jones gritted her teeth; she had made another woman leave her husband home and was scared the same thing was to happen to her daughter. She won’t let that. “What karma?” Hazel asked with a lost look, and her dad walked in and wrapped his hand around her mum’s shoulder. “There is no such thing as karma; she just had a misunderstanding with her husband, and everything will be fine.”

Me and Adrian slip out quiet after the dust settles a bit, weaving back through the emptying hall to hit the parking lot where the cool night air slaps some sense into us both. I'm doubled over laughing so hard my sides are screaming, tears streaming down from how ridiculous and perfect the whole thing was. He stands there watching me, that rare wide grin splitting his face as he shakes his head. "You enjoyed the hell out of that one, didn't you? Front-row seat to karma in action." I straighten up finally, still gasping for breath between giggles. "Of course I did! He finally got his karma back of course I enjoyed every damn second!"