Karma Novels & Stories

For example, at that time, she really couldn't fool him. "I really wasn't in a great mood these past couple of days, but it didn't matter." Amelia spoke in a low voice, sounding a bit guilty: "And karma was still there." karma could be used up. Ordinary people didn't know about this. As someone who had existed in this world for who knows how many years, Carl knew better than anyone. "There's an even easier way," Carl said, pulling open his collar with one hand. His dark shirt made his neck look even paler, giving off an indescribable sense of restraint.

"I swear I'll pay you back, Kane. Just—just help me out this time." The request lingered between them. Kane was a lot of things, but he wasn't heartless. He knew what this world did to people. Finally, he sighed. "I'll send you some money. Drop your details don't bother paying back ." Relief flooded Spade's features. "Fuck, man. Thank you. I won't forget this." Kane clapped a hand on his back. "Work smart, kid. Don't let this place swallow you up."

The white card sat on the entryway table for three days before Chloe finally picked it up. She turned it over in her hands that morning while Vanessa showered, running her thumb along the embossed edge, reading Isabelle's name and a phone number printed in plain, unassuming type. It looked like nothing. A business card, forgettable, the kind you'd find in the bottom of a purse months from now and not remember why you'd kept it. And yet it had rewritten the shape of her entire life in four days.

Jayce opened his arms, taking Liam from me into his arms. “What are you going to do?” I questioned, watching Jayce as he cuddled Liam gently in his arms. “I don’t know if it works,” Jayce replied as he placed Liam across his lap on his belly and started rubbing Liam’s back gently. I curiously watched Jayce’s actions, as he continued rubbing Liam’s back, and within minutes Liam burped loudly like an adult human being, and it was all silent and calm. What the hell happened, and how does Jayce know how to do it?

Chika however never appreciated anything because it was sadly never enough. Chika “ my grandmother could buy this expensive a** s*** and claims she could only afford eighty dollars for my birthday!” “ I never even got a graduation gift!” Chika is thirty-one years old, but still expects everyone around her to foot the bill for her lifestyle. She smokes pot and that’s all she spends her money on. She could not keep a job to save her life because according to her everyone was jealous or out to get her. Granted she was the one always late for work when she saw it beneficial to actually go.

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.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Tamara said her softly and she nodded. "This one cannot even hurt fly." Chidera said coming back a container of Minimie chin chin. "Why are you guys always eating everything in my house?" Christiana asked as Tamara and Chidera got comfortable on her couch eating the chin chin. "You are under James' N*****x account abi?" Chidera asked switching on the Television. "No o, she's under Deji's account. I'm using it too." Tamara stated and Chidera nodded. ***********

Her fingers clutched the edges of the board so hard her knuckles were white. ​"Sir, the data was pulled from last night’s—" ​"I don’t care where it was pulled from," Luke interrupted, stepping into her personal space. He didn't raise his voice, which somehow made it scarier. "It’s sloppy. It’s mediocre. And I don’t pay for mediocrity. If you can't distinguish a projected share increase from actual revenue, find a job that requires less thinking. Perhaps in a kitchen."

asks Hector. Hector tries not to focus on her pumping blood and keeps Kelanar on his mind. This seems to calm the hunger. “I am Pam. So this is your hunger hungry test then?” “How do you know about that?” “Do you think they randomly let a human walk up to a newbie? You’re cute and funny. I am paid to be the test and have been for some time. So, I don’t fear you, and I know I am safe.” “I see. I am glad you’re not afraid, but I will not bite you or attack you.”