Karma Grips Novels & Stories

“First things first, let’s get you familiar with the basics of energy manipulation. Think of it as learning to feel the natural flow of the world around you.” I nod, eager to distract myself from the heavier implications of my newfound heritage. Kris picks up a small, smooth stone from the table and hands it to me. “Hold this and close your eyes,” she instructs. “I want you to focus on the weight of the stone in your hand, feel its surface, its temperature.” I do as she says, the cool hardness of the stone grounding me. “Okay, I can feel it.” “Now,” Kris continues, “I want you to imagine warmth spreading from the center of your palm into the stone. Picture it in your mind. Feel the heat tran

I know this is my first time making a man satisfied but my mouth seems professional which is confusing. "F*ck, Andrea. I'm coming nearly!" He informed me but I was too deaf to listen. Well, I'm doing great to his balls. His heavy breathing can be heard and I know he's coming, that's why I move my hand faster until his warm juices came out. It even hit my lips, so I wipe it using my thumb and l*ck it. And then, I ride on top of him and put his length to my needy v*gina. Slowly and gentle until it went to the right spot, and my eyes couldn't the temptation anymore.

His claws had extended through his hands and his snarling teeth bared their all as he too joined in the fight. I could sense movement behind me, and I took my eyes off my opponent briefly as I handed Amara full control for the time being. Karter was attempting to stand back up, but his left leg had been badly injured. I winced as I watched him struggle, I wanted so badly to carry him away from all of this, but I had to defeat this wolf first.

It was as if a famished wolf, starved for a long time, appeared before my eyes, lashing out and pouncing towards its prey. Taking a deep breath, I slowly closed my eyes. Despite my composed state, Karma's speed didn't decrease. The corners of her mouth turned up, as if she had already envisioned me falling off the stage in a state of disarray. "Go to hell!" Karma growled, extending his palm just before making contact with me. At that precise moment, my eyes snapped open, locking onto Karma as my other hand reached up. Snap! With a crisp thud, Karma swept past me, hurtling down the raised platform before collapsing to the ground in a heap. The onlookers stared incredulously at the unexpected

"Forgive me, Great One. I am a fool. I didn't realize the gifts you had already bestowed on me. Please accept these gifts as my adoration of you. I thank you for the blessing you have bestowed on me. I value it greatly." "Hmph," Karma scoffed. She stepped forward onto my fingers. She ground the toe of her shoe into my hand. "Don't you dare summon me again. If I didn't already have an agreement with your mother, I would rain my wrath upon you." She paused as she looked down at me. "But you're not even worth it. You half-souled piece of dirt. No, wait. That's an insult to dirt. At least dirt is useful." She stepped back off my hand. "Get up. You're going to make this up to me. I have a job for

Energy Grid soared up, carrying Warzone toward the test tubes full of hybrids. Warzone summoned a bow and arrow. Energy Grid flung Warzone toward them and she shot multiple arrows at the tubes, linking them together. “I’m done,” Warzone said. She started descending. But Energy Grid caught her in midair. Time returned to normal. “Vice Grip! Primal! Now!” Warzone hollered. Then Primal grabbed Vice Grip and threw him toward Thorne with the strength of a gorilla. Vice Grip began spiraling clockwise like a football and charged up his hands.

Damage output scales with your Energy attribute. Vitality Flourish (Passive) — Your life force thrives like an evergreen, enhancing core vitality, stamina, defense, and recovery marginally. Knowledge & Skills: Epic Martial Techniques: Lv45 — Mastery over 126 secret techniques of the Epic Martial Artist, including [Instant Step], [Iron Fist], [Beast Trap Fist], [Qi: Combustion], [Qi Web], [Qi Flow: Vital Energy Recirculation], [Extreme Path: Cellular Liberation], [Binding Shackles], [Vital Qi Armor], [Star Devouring Technique], and more.

" Listening to his self-righteous speech, I rubbed my cheek, still numb and throbbing from the slap. Yet inside, I felt calmer than ever before. Maybe it was because things like this had happened far too many times already that I had grown numb to it. Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at Chelsea Miller, the assistant who had just claimed she would smash her head against the wall to apologize to me. I almost laughed. She moved more slowly than a snail, and her forehead barely even tapped the wall. Forget knocking herself unconscious—she probably couldn't even crack jelly with that force. The act was painfully fake, yet Benjamin believed every second of it. This time, I didn't swallow my

It was a calculated insult, specifically designed to wound his Alpha pride and create the opening I desperately needed to escape. His hand closed around my wrist like an iron shackle before I could take two steps. "We are not done talking, Seraphine." The moment his bare skin touched mine, the entire world exploded around us. Lightning raced up my arm, setting absolutely every nerve ending on fire. The mate bond slammed into place with the devastating force of a freight train, stealing my breath completely and short-circuiting my brain. My wolf, who had been dormant and quiet for hours, suddenly howled inside my mind with recognition and desperate, overwhelming want.

I moved in quickly, my movements swift and decisive. I grabbed Leah by the wrist, my grip firm and unyielding. She tried to struggle, to break free, but I was stronger. I forced her weapon to the ground, the sound of metal hitting the earth a satisfying crunch. Leah kicked and twisted, her eyes blazing with anger and frustration. But I was unmoved, my grip on her wrist like a vice. For the first time, Leah's tricks were useless. She had always relied on her cunning and her charm to get what she wanted, but now she was faced with someone who wouldn't be swayed.