Karma Starts Somewhere Novels & Stories

"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.

The Misfortune Transfer System countdown hit zero. [Misfortune Transfer 100% Complete. Critical threshold reached. Misfortune erupting.] KeyboardFury's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, his face draining of color.

Eventually he lost everything and ended up as a middle-aged beggar. I didn't keep up with Lydia's and Zachary's lives. After the incident was resolved, I fulfilled my promise to Sarah and operated on her mother. The operation was a complete success, and her mother quickly returned to normal life. I was rehired by the hospital and continued to be a dedicated doctor. Throughout the rest of my career, I worked diligently and never neglected my duties. Karma had a way of catching up with us, and I had always believed it.

Reality struck him so hard that tears rolled down his cheeks. “Laurel, I’m so sorry. I was so wrong. I shouldn’t have hurt you. I shouldn’t have given our money away or yelled at you… You’re the only person who truly ever cared. “Can we get back together? I promise to treat you right. You can handle all the money. I’m done with charity. It’ll just be your dad and us. We can start over. Please… “I’m done with doing good deeds! All my wages will only go to you!”

Chapter 48 Sarah's Accomplishments As the semester resumed, Karma returned to college with Bella and Matt and her new Hybrid powers, eager to navigate her enhanced strength, speed, and agility. Her friends, Bella and Matt, stuck close, supporting her through the ups and downs. As Karma acclimated to her new life, she began to explore the limits of her powers, learning to control her strength and speed. She joined the college track team, dominating every race with her supernatural abilities. Her teammates looked on in awe, unaware of the secrets she kept.

“Have you ever seen someone plan an onion and harvest an orange?” “It is not possible. It has never been and your fate won’t be different,” “You plant evil and corruption, just accept fate and let the harvest season be now. Because whether it’s now or the future, nothing good will come out,” “You did a bad thing and no matter how much you dodge it, Karma will still find its way. Even if it’s tiny,” “Just relent. Stop struggling. Stop running away. Face it, sir.”

I tried to be like them—the people who can actually afford expensive things and don’t have to steal a bottle of rum. My shoulders tremble as a thick sob catches in my throat. It burns as I shove it down, spreading through my chest like a punishing, icy fist. I wrap my arms around my stomach, staring off into the twinkling night sky. “What karma am I paying for? Was I such a terrible person in my past life that you’ve decided I don’t deserve a break?” “There’s no such thing as karma.” A thick coat settles on my shoulders before I can turn. “Human beings take what they want.”

Something changed again. Nate's heart pounded in his chest as he looked at Max, the vulnerability he'd been trying to hide finally exposed. The dim lighting of the room cast a warm glow on Max's features, making his eyes seem even darker, and more reassuring. Max's gentle smile was a balm to Nate's frazzled nerves as he reached out, his fingers brushing against Nate's, sending a spark of electricity through him. As they moved closer, their lips met in a soft, tentative kiss. Nate felt the tension in his body begin to dissipate, replaced by a sense of wonder. Max's mouth was warm and inviting, his tongue tracing the contours of Nate's lips before delving deeper. The kiss deepened, their bodie

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

She had no idea she had dozed off while thinking about Hudson. "Stop playing hearts, Kienie. You don't understand karma, and when it bites you, I'm sure you'll be sorry. Karma is digital." The advice from her not-so-friend and coworker made her roll her eyes. She doesn't mess around with hearts or hurt anyone. "Whoa! Please don't accuse me of trampling on anyone's hearts." She cried out in amazement. "What kind of karma are you talking about? If it's digital, it might be a camera, eh?"