Karma Seal Novels & Stories

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.

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

Si began, "I have this super-secret group within the DHS. It was my idea, and the director supports it. A small number of retired SEAL officers who can lead a group of multi-agency operatives when needed on missions no one else can know about." "And what's this group of yours called?" Si grinned. "The Bone Frog Command." Max chuckled. "I couldn't have picked a better one." Every SEAL knew that in the Vietnam era Navy SEALs were known as frogmen. In the early 2000s a new image for the SEAL Teams began to emerge, a skeleton of a frog that paid homage to those earlier generations of SEALs. It became the inspiration for tattoos on many SEAL Team warriors. Max had one as did several of his SEAL f

“Roll up the sleeve of your right arm. “ In complying with the voice, Taka rolled up her sleeve. On the upper part of her right arm, there was a palm-sized mark on the skin where its skin color is slightly darker compared to the others. ly, she had examined the body that she had possessed but she had failed to take note of the subtle disparity. “This is the seal?” Damn it! Just what secret did this little bastard body had? “This is the Seven Stars Locking Moon where there are 7 layers of seal sealing off all of your powers which has reduced you to a common people and also to be ridiculed as trash. If you are willing to assist me, I will help you in undoing the seals.”

I pulled up my bloodied sleeve. The burn on my arm, the one I’d woken up with, had darkened overnight. Twisting, jagged lines formed a crescent shape surrounded by runes I didn’t recognize. Liam stared at it. His jaw clenched. “It’s called the Seal of the Broken Moon,” he said quietly. “What is it?” “It's a prophecy. Myth. Or at least, that’s what most believed. A symbol that marks the one whose blood can either shatter or restore the balance between packs. It hasn’t appeared in centuries.”

He traced the words with his fingers, slowly, but his brow was knit tight. When he finally looked up, his eyes were hard to read. "Sabrina. Do you understand how dangerous this is?" "The Outer Reach isn't allowed to have real warriors of its own." I met his gaze. "All I know is, no Alpha would ever accept that." He held my eyes for a long moment. Then he reached into his coat and pressed something into my hand. "This is the pack's royal seal. When you hold it, you are the real Luna." When word got out that Kane had given me his seal, Evelyn lost her mind.

"However, our engineers have confirmed the internals were rewired. A high-torque motor was added. The circuitry was cross-connected. The unit was also coated with a large dose of flibanserin. Ma'am... was the packaging intact on delivery?" "Packaging? You want to talk to me about packaging? You advertised discreet shipping, and all I got was one black poly bag." "No, ma'am, the original shipment had three layers. Poly bag, bubble wrap, anti-shock sleeve. Your privacy would have been fully protected." I hung up and stood there. A damaged outer bag. A tampered toy. Flibanserin, which is not a joke. Flibanserin, in layman's terms, is an aphrodisiac.

Like what you did. I shook my head, "Thank you for reminding me my stupid mistake." [You're welcome.] "You know what, Mike? It made me wondering if you really are my friend, the way you speak to me. You seem helping the fate reminding me all the freaking mistakes I've done." [Of course, Kalix. I'm your freaking friend. Besides, I hired myself to remind you every single day the mistake you've done.] Great. Now karma turned my friend into his walkie talkie.

We learnt so much that putting them into words won't be able to delineate the lessons we learnt. We were the warriors who were ready to face our death without any fear now. I was ready and waiting for the chance to finish this all, for once and for all, no matter how many desires I would have to seal; money, selfishness, comfort and even love. These were soon going to bring the light back, wiping out the darkness that had crept into our lives. I was ready with my Sealed Desires. *** Hello Lovely People! Don't forget to Rate my book with 5 stars, share your voice in the comment section and share my book. Also read my other book, 'Wounded and Bounded.' Till then, take care. Love, Eeman Faisal

I only stopped when I finally stopped smelling medicine in the air and bought a bottle of water from a vending machine, gulping down most of it. Even as I came to my senses, I heard the boy in my belly talking to me. [Mommy! Help! She's killing me… She's eating everything, leaving me with nothing!] Hearing that voice, I was finally sure that this wasn't a dream. It was real, and I had reincarnated. - In my last life, I was married to Zach Spencer for five years but we never had children until he told me about Tina. She was his childhood friend and a gynecologist, and she had a miraculous treatment that could induce pregnancy right away.