Karma Starts Somewhere Novels & Stories

The only person that she had managed to fall in love with. It hurt her so bad she wondered what her life would become if she wasn't so bitchy. Indeed, Karma was a bad bitch and it made no exception for her seeing as she wasn't such a good person but now she's changed isn't things supposed to turn around for her instead she's left alone. Even her parents got back together and will be getting married but she will be alone for the rest of her life. "Congrats," she said to her with a huge smile on her face.

“You think you can take away our grandchild! Girl, you have no idea what we had to do to separate you from your ‘too blinded in love boyfriend’ to leave you!” “Dad please.” She lifted her palm across his face interrupting him from speaking further. All the while her eyes darted through mine with rich intensity that nervoused me for a second. She was that woman who destroyed my life and now she was standing in front of me, all destroyed! This is called Karma. Life is surely unpredictable. A few weeks ago I was a single woman with no one beside me. No friendsto comfort me. But now I was a wife, a mother of a child who needed me and above all, an individual woman who has responsibility on her s

I whispered to myself, and all of my darkest recollections of other people who hurt us came flooding back to me. "It wasn't about us, son; it was about the people who lacked the compassion and empathy that we have. No matter how hard they attempt to escape their graves, karma will find a way to bring them back." "Mom, after everything we've been through, I think it's acceptable if I just stop caring about other people. I don't think I'll ever trust anyone again." ***

I’m sure if something’s going on between them then he’d be here for sure. Yo, what's going on with the world, momma? (Where's the love?) Yo, people living like they ain't got no mommas (Where's the love?) I think they all distracted by the drama And attracted to the trauma, mamma (Where's the love?) I think they don't understand the concept Or the meaning of karma (Where's the love?) Overseas, yeah, they trying to stop terrorism (Where's the love?) Over here on the streets the police shoot the people

He just walks slow steps ahead of me and I follow his footsteps. Thick drops of tears well on my eyes blurring the vision in front of me making everything dark from my side that I fall hard on the road and hurt my leg. It hurts but I don't want to call him. I don't want to ask him help. I sit recklessly on the ground as I stare the pitched road and weep my heart out. I don't know, I don't know what did I ever did wrong to anybody. I have heard people say Karma is a bitch and it will hurt you the way you have never imagined.

Sienna’s spine went rigid. “Is that supposed to make me feel guilty?” she hissed. “Not really. I’d be damned if you had a conscience.” She scoffed. “Conscience doesn’t pay bills, little pauper.” I smiled sweetly. “Maybe not. But karma has an excellent credit system.” “Karma: the consolation prize poor people chalk up when reality won’t hand them power.” “We’ve only just met, but I swear I don’t like you,” I confessed. “And I guess you’re a bitch all the time.”

In return, Karma made her realise how it felt when someone broke your trust and your love went away from you. "Karma never loses an address"

“And you haven’t touched her in three years?” “Not once. Haven’t even kissed her.” My voice cracked, and I didn’t care. “She ruined me once. I won’t let her do it again. Karma’s real, brothers. I can feel it breathing down her neck.” Michael nodded slowly. “Then let’s make Karma work in your favor. Here’s our move...”

Right now, though, they all just looked like nonsense. “Grasp anything yet?” Lucy asked. Karma sighed. “No…” She turned to her. It had been days since Raze and Serra left, and still no sign of their return. She was bored to death. “Give me something to do before I die of boredom,” Karma groaned. Lucy arched a brow. “Perhaps painting—or a walk in the garden could help,” she suggested gently. Karma scoffed. “Bori—” She froze midword. Her ears twitched at the faint echo of footsteps—heavy, deliberate, coming from below. A secret passage.

Everyone did. The man who had never spared a second thought for the families left in his dust. And now? He might not even remember who he was. A strange calm settled over me. Not joy. Not relief. Something else. A thought. A temptation. I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees, watching them wheel his broken body away. “Looks like karma finally showed up” I whispered to myself. But karma could use a little help. And maybe… a wife. I sat there on the couch, ramen gone cold beside me, and let the thought bloom fully in my mind.