Karma Seals Novels & Stories

The silver cord sprouted thorns of light, wrapping around both our wrists, sinking into skin. I screamed. He roared. When the light faded, we both bore matching marks on our palms – a moon crossed with a wolf, sealed in scar tissue that glowed faintly. "The Luna Seal," Elder Mara whispered. "Not just fate-forged. God-sworn. Unbreakable even by death." Sarah snarled, her perfect features cracking to reveal the winter-thing beneath. "This changes nothing. You're still outnumbered. Still unprepared. Still—" A howl cut through her words. Then another. And another.

I needed to try breaking the demon's seal first! Samil was still a healthy man, but his grandfather was continuously tormented by excruciating pain. He might not have been using the seal in fight with supernatural creatures, but I could bet that throughout his life the seal gave him inhuman strength to defeat all his vicious opponents. From Immara's notes I learnt that the seal wasn't only about physical strength and magical immunity, but it also strengthened up ones senses and mind power. Using the seal was as addictive as using a powerful drug, the drug that slowly devoured the whole body of its user, cell by cell…

The votes was announced, and the clan leaders of the Mist and Cole clan strode to the platform to kneel and took the divided seal of the Artemia Kingdom from the hands of the older scribe that has been following the former king since his younger years. The seal of the Artemia Kingdom is a moon with three stars, and it is made from the black ore found in the blessed land of the Blood Wolves clan. It was crafted to be divided into two sides for the purpose of the king to give the half of his authority to his mate.

He looked up and saw two uniformed policemen standing over him, poking and prodding him with their batons, smiling at each other. Kyle tried to remember what happened, how he’d got here. He remembered reporting to Rexius. Then being grabbed, being tied down. Then, the acid. He reached up and felt one side of his face, and it felt normal. Then he reached up and felt the other—and the pain came flooding back. He could feel the contours, the horrible scars, the disfiguration. They had branded him with Ioric acid. A punishment reserved for traitors. He, Kyle, the man who had been loyal to his coven for thousands of years. For one small mistake. It was unthinkable. Kyle felt the pain welling up o

The raw power that had been tearing through his core like a caged animal was slowly compressed and locked in place. Landon raised his other hand and began forming seals in the empty air. His fingers moved so fast they blurred into afterimages. Every time a seal took shape, a rune shot forward and sank into Sam's body. There were the Soulbind Seal, the Mindforge Seal, the Veinlock Seal, the Quiescent Source Seal, the Seal of Ten Thousand Returns, and more. Nine supreme seals were layered one on top of the other from the outside in. From his flesh to soul and energy wells to core, they locked the chaotic energy deep inside Sam down to its very roots.

I stared at him while he was talking about all this, trying to wrap my head around it. “Like the apocalypse?” Louise asked, and Aaron shrugged. She sighed, “Yup I’m gonna need another drink,” “There are four seals, one in each corner of the world. When each of the seals has been broken, then the gates of hell will open and fire will reign on Earth,” We all looked over at Harry, who was reading from an old looking book. “What’s that?” Aaron asked, standing up and Harry passed him the book. Aaron looked at the front and his eyes bulged out and then he shook his head.

It was a power made specifically for traitors, but the Cree royalty definitely didn’t think that Absalom’s story would replay in their time. “Last but not least, the seal cannot be made at once. It must be constantly built up for a period of - at the very least 365 days and not a day must be missed after the first inscription is made. As if that is not enough, the recipient must either accept the seal fully like Absalom did, or be unaware that the seal is being drawn up in order for it to work. The greater the number of days of consecutive sealing, the stronger the effects of the seal.”

"But the checkpoint scanner showed your Karma to the soldier." "Scanners are different. They're external System interface, designed for verification. They show what the operator needs to see for their administrative function." She processed this. "So the System told you your Karma increased, but no one else knows unless they scan you again." "Correct." "Then it doesn't change anything right now."

"Well, well, if it isn't Annabelle. Didn't you use to value money more than life itself? How did you end up like this? Guess this is what they call karma." "Don't be so quick to judge," another sneered. "Maybe she found herself a rich hillbilly out in the countryside, thought she hit the jackpot, and then got scammed and dumped. Now she's out here selling herself to survive. It's not like a cheap slut like her deserves a better ending." My fists clenched, but I held my silence and turned my gaze toward Joseph. He listened without saying a word. Then, he took a sip of his drink and fed it to the woman beside him.

That seal is connected to his heart. Once a seal is stabbed, the power wielder can die because of it. A slight scratch is okay but stabbing it would endanger a power wielder's life. It is like a life source of a power wielder. As long as it is safe, the power wielder is also safe. 'Hmmm, strange….' When I looked at the seal on my right wrist, it was a four-leaf clover and on the center of it was the first letter of my family's surname – A. The letter A was like a block of soil.