Karmic Hearts Novels & Stories

0 – Unstoppable passion – A storm outside mirrors the storm inside as desire takes over completely. 96. Conflicted Hearts – Pride battles desire – Both struggle with surrendering to passion while maintaining personal pride. Part IV – Fire and Forever (Chapters 97–128) 97–128: Climactic Romance, Emotional Resolution, and Steamy Love 97. Unexpected Confession – Hearts open – Harper admits lingering doubts and fears, opening herself fully to Emery. 98. Late-Night Study – Close proximity reignites passion – A private study session turns into teasing touches and soft kisses. 99. Campus Gossip Storm – Tension escalates – Friends notice the closeness, leading to playful teasing and envy from outsid

My mate will reject me the moment he will have another occasion. I may not know why, but that wasn't just disappointment because of me having a baby or being an omega. That was pure hatred and disgust for whatever reason he hates me; that much is certain. Maybe not enough to let me die; after all, he took me to the infirmary and didn't proceed with his rejection, so maybe? No, I can't keep fooling myself and Skylar with false hope. It will only leave us more broken. He is from Full Moon Pack because I'd never seen him before, his name is Rob, and he is a warrior recommended by Hank. I should ask Hank about him. He owes me; after all, I helped him when he was poisoned with Red Venom and almos

he whispered. The Heart’s tremors ceased. The air grew still. And from deep within the mountain, a single heartbeat thundered—louder than thunder, older than time. Then silence. The sky cleared. The stars returned. The Blood Moon dimmed into a strange, calm glow. Somewhere beneath the earth, Kimberly opened her eyes. Her aura shimmered with both shadow and radiance, her voice no longer two but one. “She’s gone,” she whispered. “We are one.” The Heart pulsed once, accepting her. The world, reborn yet again, held its breath. ---

“Bring the rest as well as the hearts.” “I’m not a fucking Alpha, you know. These assholes are huge; the fuck am I going to carry three and a plate of hearts?” I grumble as I pick up two deadweights. These were warriors in the pack as well, who obviously had their minds twisted like Dimitri and his mate. “Excuses,” he rolls his eyes and throws the bodies outside before returning for the last one and the hearts. While he’s doing this, I run back inside to grab lighter fluid and a box of matches.

Without a moment's thought, Khanos ripped out the heart of Kedar, splashing black blood-like substance at the sheer use of force. “Argggggghhh!” the Rogue king roared with a loud voice and immediately reduced to a pile of dust on the ground. My breathing was harsh as I stared at the heart in my hand, which was as black as darkness itself, as well as hard as stone. Khanos muttered some words within me, and right before my eyes, I watched the heart crack and disintegrate until it was nothing but a pile of dirt. Only after the deed was done did Khanos rescind within me, leaving me so weak my legs couldn't carry me.

By the death of his heart In the morning, the chariot left the kingdom of darkness, carrying inside it Lian and Rodri, who were hidden in order not to be seen by anyone, so that they would take with them hearts that beat with love and adoration, so that this would become their end and the end of hearts that beat one day with love and beat like drums.

Figures emerged from the shadows—tall, imposing wolves with eyes that glowed like stars. “Who… who are you?” Rhea asked, her voice trembling. One of the wolves stepped forward, its voice echoing in her mind. “We are the first. The guardians of the Heart.” Rhea’s breath caught. “Why are you showing me this?” “The Heart of the Moon is not just power,” the wolf said. “It is balance. If it falls into the wrong hands, the world will burn.” The vision shifted, showing images of destruction—forests ablaze, rivers running red, and shadows consuming the land.

JAX screamed and panted. Sweat clung to his skin as if it were a corrosive acid. The circumstances shown in his dream were frightening. He swore to forget about the past so he could move on from what had happened and forgive himself, but it appears that he hasn’t been able to soothe his inner child in the last few days. He groaned, recalling something that had been bothering him ever before that event began to appear in his dreams. Is it possible that nightmares serve as a type of internal connectivity? And, if so, what is it attempting to communicate?

“It’s something else. It doesn’t want to be controlled.” Aria felt the energy of the Heart invading her mind, like icy fingers clawing at her thoughts. She saw flashes of destruction—cities burning, people screaming, the world shrouded in darkness. But she also saw moments of hope: lush fields, restored realms, and a future where the balance was restored. The pain grew unbearable, and she let out a scream as the Heart’s power surged through her. Kael and Lucian exchanged a worried glance but didn’t falter, their focus unwavering as they fought to keep her safe.

But things didn’t turn out the way we wanted. ‘’What happened?’’ I ask. My body was slowly shaking in fear. ‘’This time she is not coming for us. She is going for the immortal hearts.’’ ‘’What are the immortal hearts?’’ She takes a deep breath and continues. ‘’The three powerful hearts that can give one the power of immortality and also the power to defeat anyone. Most importantly it gives you the power to get rid of any sort of spell and wipe out human kind.’’ ‘’Something this powerful actually exists? Why didn’t you ever tell us?’’ Patricia walks forward closer to me.