Karma Tower Novels & Stories

Samaira’s eyes widened in shock, was he kidding or what, The Royal Tower was a landmark in this entire city , a highrise with hundred floors and the creme de la creme of this city resided there It was a dream for anyone to be able to procure a house in the said tower, any woman would have jumped off the roof shouting above her lungs that she was getting to stay in the tower, however to Samaira, this was not needed She didn’t intend to look like a greedy mistress receiving gifts from her master “Mr. Kapoor, I don't thi..,” “I’m not here to handle your grievances and refusals, tonight you shift there post your shoot,” “But I don’t wa..,”

Kema replied "I just got it. Location: The tower of Samson, in the city of Jerusalem, Israel. I give you 8 hours to get me the psalmist hand or just know you will never see your daughter again" Sarraphina elucidated and cut the line. "There are ten universal elements, only 4 are known by most, the rest are unknown but not to me. If I get the other 6 universal elements, I will be unstoppable. I will be the new dawn." She chuckled Evily.

It was a typical Dragonsland-style tower, nine stories high, with a red light at the top, resembling a beacon, blinking like a winking eye watching the city, or a beating heart. "Is that old witch in there?" Jenny asked Kiran. Kiran, who had been feeling somewhat suppressed, found her question amusing and replied, "She is. How about you go blow up the Pagoda of Nations?" Jenny pouted at Kiran, looking disdainful. "Spineless man." Kiran was taken aback, rubbing his chin in confusion. When had he become so looked down upon by women? "Lady Meiji, you old witch, get out here!" Jenny suddenly shouted towards the pagoda.

Chapter 131 The Kane Industries tower gleamed like a diamond against the night sky, every window ablaze with light. Inside the grand ballroom on the fortieth floor, crystal chandeliers cast golden reflections across the sea of New York's elite who had gathered for the gala celebrating the Phoenix Grid launch. Tomorrow, the city's power system would change forever.

*** On the highway of Mahatara City. Arka's car shot forward like a bullet, the speedometer reading 200 km/h. The engine roared. BRROOOOM! Two location markers were displayed on his phone screen. Altura Tower in the southern part of the city and Ascend Tower in the northern part of the city. It was a trap that forced him to choose. If he went to one place, he might be too late for the other. Every second felt like a knife. Keira's pale face and Mireya's stubborn gaze alternated in his mind.

"What are you, some kind of rescue mission?" "No." Karma pulled out her phone, opened her banking app. "I am offering you ten thousand euros for one night of work. It's a simple job. You do exactly what I tell you, you get the money, you disappear. New life. New city. Whatever you want to do with the money." Mia stared at her. "What's the job?" "You see that man over there?" Karma nodded toward her father. "The loud one in uniform." "Marcus? Yeah, he is a regular."

There was a small wide door that Liam knocked on, and it was opened by a man the size of the Hulk. "Hey man, have you seen Jax?" Liam stuck his hand out and they did a stupid man-hug with the guy before he let us in. "Yeah, he went to his office, why?" He looked over at me and smiled when he looked me up and down. "We have a new fighter." He said with a smile. "Well, in that case," He moved around Liam and came to stand by me. "Hey, I'm Jamie." I laughed when he kissed my hand.

Ezekiel put one hand behind his back and said proudly, "I never joke around. I want to challenge Holtrien in my country's sacred name, specifically the Martial Tower that's known as the Eastern Arsenal. "Martial Tower was built with 100 floors, representing the pinnacle of Holtrien's martial arts. I may be unworthy, but I want to prove to your entire nation that there's still more beyond 100. Standing on the peak of Martial Tower's 100th floor and trampling everything underfoot? That view must be magnificent."

Florin let out a dismissive laugh, wrapped an arm around Mary's shoulders, and walked away. I carefully picked up every single keycap from the floor, my anger burning even hotter. It wouldn't be long before I got my revenge. The next day, I spent a relaxing day at home. Tomorrow was the Fourth of July Sale. The event would officially begin at 8:00 p.m. tonight. It was one of the biggest shopping events of the year. It pushed servers to their limits and was the day every system was at its most vulnerable. It was also the moment my trap would explode with the greatest impact.

It reached so high into the white that the top was lost in the glare. At the base of the tower was a giant, silver **Terminal**. It looked like a computer from the old world, but it was the size of a cathedral. Its screen was glowing with a harsh, green light, and thousands of lines of code were scrolling down its face at a dizzying speed. "The Source," Rowan said. But as we approached the terminal, a figure stepped out from behind the glowing screen. It wasn't a Censor. It wasn't the Creator. It was **Kaima**.