Karma Seals Novels & Stories

He says to me and it would take someone without a heart not to feel sorry for him in this moment. “This is for you.” He says as he brings out a velvet pouch out of his bag and hands it to me, I mean I can't believe this is actually happening. I take the pouch from him and I slowly pull out the strings and right there staring back at me is my seal. I actually thought that before I got this back, a lot of blood would have to be spilled, but it looks like Karma is really on my side. “Thank you for this Liam.” I say to him even though he took this from me wrongfully, I still feel the need to say it.

There was something off about Corvin’s manner. He was too detached. As if he wasn’t arguing his point. But analyzing it. Kieran raised his hand. “The physical seal archive?” Corvin nodded again. “It’s already done.” Another record list was set beside the first. It held seal impressions. Several dozens. The Impressions of Kieran’s seal pattern. Stamping many records down. All perfectly accurate. All consistent. However, I caught sight of it. There was a tiny flaw, very small you would hardly notice it.

I gripped it tightly, feeling the weight of responsibility. The Master of Ceremonies spoke again. “Do you, Lena, swear to protect this pack with your life? To serve with honesty, to rule with fairness, and to honor the laws of the Moon?” I took a deep breath and answered firmly, “I swear it.” The crowd responded with a loud, “So be it!” Then came the Marking of the Seal. An elder approached, carrying a small silver stamp, engraved with the pack’s crest—a full moon surrounded by four stars. The stamp was pressed gently onto my inner wrist, leaving a faint but permanent mark.

She looked down at the seal pattern just below her glowing gold and also at the one above her keeping her in. “You wouldn’t” she whispered. “This seal was used to punish criminals like you. To every supernatural it is a fate worse than death” Clara explained. “You’re bluffing. You can’t actually do it. It takes practice and actual experience” Ronnie said looking at the seal which was ready. “Then you’ll be my first. Hopefully it works” she winked. The same seals appeared on her palms and gold light covered Ronnie and she screamed. It erupted out of the hole and into the sky and just like that it was over.

“Why are you giving it back to me?” “Because there’s nothing to see in this paper, just one thousand ways to die”. “What do you mean?” “This is too..” I glanced back at the list for some inspiration on the perfect word to describe the unsavory things listed in it, which my brain instantly produced as my eyes lingered on number six, give someone an erotic lap dance. Jesus. This wasn’t the kind of fun I’d pictured in my mind’s eye. “…reckless”. “Exactly!” She threw her hands in the air. “You finally get it. It’s bad-bitch-o’clock sister! The perfect time for the initiation into the level-up age!”

” Without hesitation, he immediately started chanting, “Namo Myoho Renge Kyo…” “Ksitigarbha's Ten Wheels Earth Incantation, Seal of Noble Light!” “Ksitigarbha's Ten Wheels Earth Incantation, Mahayana Righteous Seal!” “Ksitigarbha's Ten Wheels Earth Incantation, Seal of Mercy and Comfort!” “Ksitigarbha's Ten Wheels Earth Incantation, Heavenly Nirvana Seal!” He shouted the first five seals over and over again, as if he were a broken recorder, hoping to blast into the woman’s mental realm.

“The Three Trials are concluded. Cast your seals.” The air thickened. One by one, the sigils ignited. Selena's seal flared silver - cold, sharp. "Denied." Kaelen's burned crimson, a wolf's snarl given light. "Denied." Cassiel's blazed gold, judgment without mercy. "Denied." My lungs tightened. Three against. The chamber pressed down. Then - black as night. Asmodan's smile never wavered. "Approved." Emerald, hesitant. Elaris. "Approved."

“Well, down below goes the subway, which makes the elevators to lose too much electricity as it is pulled into the rails, that leaves them without energy and therefore, the computer is restarted for lack of power, but I call it karma.” “Karma?” I asked mockingly “You really believe in those things?” “Well, I do now.” he answered taking me by the hand “Olivia, I behaved very badly with you since the beginning.” “I, I...” I think he could smell my neurons burning just for his touch. “Nothing happened, Olivia.” he murmured with his eyes fixed on mine “I just couldn’t do it.” “Do what?” I asked even more confused than before, my mouth felt like a cotton field.

“The others are downstairs. We need to talk.” The War Room Ava stood at the head of the map-covered table. Around her sat Kellan, Damon, Maddox, and Ronan. The Oracle stood by the fire, silent. “According to the Elders’ oldest scrolls,” Maddox said, dragging his finger across a marked area, “there are three known Seals across the realm. If the Hollow escaped, the others will follow.” Ronan nodded. “And they won’t all kneel. Some… will tear the world apart.”

Here, it flickered still. And somewhere beyond the edge of sight: the knot again. But now it was unraveling. Kaia, still at the Marrow Verge, opened the second containment seal. He hadn’t meant to. His hand had moved as if remembering an action before the mind permitted it. The glyph shimmered under his palm and fell apart without resistance. The second seal released no tremor. Instead, the basin breathed again a soft exhale that carried a whisper over the ridge. “Kaima.”