Novel & Cerita Karma Grips

I drop my center of gravity, planting my knees on either side of his narrow hips, letting my full weight pin him to the dirt. I catch his flailing wrists, his skin hot and slick with sweat, and slam them into the ground above his head. He struggles, a surge of pure, defiant Alpha energy, but it’s useless. I have him. I very much enjoy straddling his hips, holding his wrists locked in my fists, my forearm settling across the elegant line of his throat. He’s trapped. Completely and utterly overpowered. The entire training yard has gone dead silent. The only sounds are our ragged breathing and the frantic, rabbit-fast pulse I can feel hammering in Kieran’s wrists.

Kade walked directly to the center of the padded mats and gestured for me to stand directly in front of him. "We will start with the most common point of physical contact," Kade instructed. He reached out and wrapped his large right hand firmly around my left wrist. His grip was completely solid and entirely unyielding. "If a man grabs your wrist, his weakest point is the small gap between his thumb and his fingers. Do not pull your arm backward. Rotate your wrist toward his thumb and use your entire body weight to pull your arm free in a sharp, downward motion." I tried to pull my arm straight back toward my chest, but his grip did not loosen at all. I remembered his specific instructions.

The particular kind of grip that was not an accident or a reaction but a decision made in advance of the moment. I scratched at his face with everything I had, nails first, aiming for the eyes the way the trainer had been explicit about, and he pulled back enough that the grip loosened and I got one hand free and screamed. Not for help. Not a frightened sound. The kind of scream that was tactical, that was designed to be heard at distance, that the trainer had told me was a weapon in itself. I kicked him in the knee. He went sideways.

Even if it were a Mystical Ancestral God, he would be dead. However, when the attack was on James’ body, nothing happened. James smiled oddly. Raising his hand, he slapped Gutierre on the face. The main power of the slap was Karma, with the others as support. The powerful attack of the Karma Power landed on Gutierre’s body. Gutierre’s body was unrivaled and had already reached the Grand Emperor Rank’s Ninth Heaven. In addition, he was proficient in numerous Paths and could use the body of the countless Paths.

My grip slam him extremely hard against the tough door. He cries He screench and groan against the wall Well I care less My chocking grip around him tightens over second It continually drain every life force within him Well it'll drain his last life atom and drop him lifeless and dead if he airs no words Am never releasing my grip expect he commence explanation "What's your discovery?!" I snar He fumble with his words My grip tightens more My palm gradually morph into it's beastial form

Money, power, luxury, name, can't save from your karma because it's neither hungry for these nor scared from any of these. Karma is hungry for giving justice and scared of punishing innocents. The people who know it are wise and the one doesn't ruin their life. Ekiya's disappearance from Girik's life has disappeared everything from Girik's life. His sleep too, his eyes are dying for asleep but when close only Ekiya is what they dream about and when they opened only Ekiya is what they want to see.

The ring Rachel was holding slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor. She couldn't believe her ears and seized the man by the collar. "What did you say? Say that again!" Her grip was so tight that the man struggled to breathe. Still, he forced himself to get the words out.

I extended my bare right hand, my combat gloves still tucked under my left arm. Kael gripped it, but instead of the standard wrist-lock, he flipped my palm upward, raised it to his jaw, and pressed his mouth directly into the center of my hand. He let his sharp fangs graze the skin for a fraction of a second, closed my fingers over the phantom mark, and let go.

Eventually he lost everything and ended up as a middle-aged beggar. I didn't keep up with Lydia's and Zachary's lives. After the incident was resolved, I fulfilled my promise to Sarah and operated on her mother. The operation was a complete success, and her mother quickly returned to normal life. I was rehired by the hospital and continued to be a dedicated doctor. Throughout the rest of my career, I worked diligently and never neglected my duties. Karma had a way of catching up with us, and I had always believed it.

My heart began thumping under this newfound terror and Kieran could sense it through our bond. “Just try to stay calm, alright?” he muttered through clenched teeth, his grip tightening on mine. “Don’t be scared about anything else.” His focus snapped back to the ritual, his face tightening as he channeled more of his energy into me. Black wolf patterns began to curl across his arms, swirling like dark smoke over his skin. His fangs lengthened, gleaming sharply under the firelight and his nails sharpened into claws that scratched the stone beside me. His half-beast form grew stronger, yet his grip on my hand stayed warm and gentle.