Karmic Retribution Meaning Novels & Stories

Nonetheless, I was back on track and ready to do what I should have done all those times ago; turn the table around on the ones who thought to prey on my family and have them regret making a move in the first place. "Vincent Diemen huh? This time, I'll burn you with the flames of my anger and not even the goddess will grant you a third grasp at life again. I'll make you wish you hadn't bothered to return to life." I swore solemnly with all the hate that stemmed from deep within me. Karma was a bitch and right about now, she was on her way to fuck hard with people who didn't think to keep their fucking hands to themselves. I couldn't wait to raise the bars of their screams of pain to match th

“I don’t know who I’m talking to. I don’t know why I’m talking to the void. But I have sinned. I don’t know anymore. I am guilt-ridden and I cannot move on without retribution. Tears started forming at the end of her fox eyes but she quickly wiped them off. She denied her sadness. She didn’t think she was worthy of sadness. Sadness is merciful. “I convict myself of the death of Christie Claricel. I should have listened to her. I have sinned and I am going to hell—if there is hell at all. Yet, I am living in my own personal hell on Earth. Retribution is a must. There needs to be payback.”

“All these years, I thought that you were weak. I thought that you did not want me. I wondered why you did not keep on fighting. But now I understand.” “The… the pain in my heart is unbearable. I feel like ending my life and joining you in the afterlife, but no, if I do that, I would have given my enemies an easy way out. I have to get revenge for you, and I have to rewrite the wrongs that have been done to me.” “I had foolishly given away the only thing that mattered to me. But don’t worry, mother, I am going to get it all back with interest. All I need is your blessings.”

He would never admit defeat even when staring right at it. Just like those two said, he was just a stubborn mule, but a stubborn mule would only bring himself more pain at a time like this. Hashem held his head high, and his voice was a bit hoarse. "Are the two of you not worried about retribution? Karma is very real! Even though warriors always kill each other, it's not like we can do whatever we want! Without any grudges against each other, you still employ such ruthless methods. You'll get your retribution! There will be people who'll work against you together!"

I heard her say as she cleaned the crocodile tears that threatened to stream down her face. Actually, I wasn't good from the scratch. I had to be good so I tried. Desperately. It was the only weapon an abandoned child like me had to survive. I was a child with a heart so desperate to be loved by family and they went ahead to stomp all over it. Why did I have to be the butt of the joke? All this time, what did I work for? Dear Lord, now that all this has happened, I regret my life with all my being. Please have mercy on this pitiful fool and if you give me one more chance, I'll give everything I have and get my revenge. I promise.

Victor retorted, "Once a person dies, they can't come back to life. If her death can serve a purpose, she would find it honorable in the afterlife." "Tigers never devour their own cubs, and siblings should never deceive each other. Keep in mind that karma has a way of coming back around. Victor, oh, Victor. Your father bestowed you with such a name, hoping you'd always emerge victorious. But the truth is, you've never once triumphed over me. Doesn't the name 'Victor' now seem like a cruel jest? Perhaps it's because your numerous transgressions are catching up with you, and now you're facing the consequences?"

"She gave her life for you!" "That's her own doing." Natalie's retort was sharp and angry. Gave her life? "It's karma, you know?" Natalie stared at the man before her, whose eyes had narrowed in a moment of chilling intensity. "It's karma," she repeated, each word dripping with venom. For Natalie, Isabella was nothing more than a manifestation of divine retribution. Given all the malicious deeds Isabella had committed, it seemed unfair that she hadn't been taken by the heavens already.

Lucius scolded. “Isn’t that the fate of people like me?” Lucius looked up at the ceiling, as if tired of the little patience he had left. Then he looked back at me. “And what about people like me? Our fate is to ask for compensation for every favor we do for you.” “What are you saying?” I asked, closing the first aid kit and setting it on the floor along with the used gauze. “Retribution. After the way I’ve acted, defending your honor, I think I deserve something in return.”

"I see. Thank you very much." Erica looked straight into the man's eyes, witnessing his pain and agony as he faced the difficult choice. She knew she shouldn't burden others with her troubles. It was all because of her own weakness and lack of ability. She couldn't blame others. Erica saw it as a challenge that fate had bestowed on her. Erica believed in the laws of karma and retribution. Sooner or later, Mrs. Lani, Kora, and Max Murphy will have to experience bitterness and suffering many times over compared to what Erica is currently enduring.

he screamed and shifted into his human form to see his insignia had almost disappeared. "There is a day of retribution for every sinner under the heavens—a day you will be paid back for all the evil you committed. Did you never think about karma? That it will come back to bite you hard in the butt?" Dylan sneered as he took in Miah's pathetic appearance. Gone were the beauty and allure he had had a couple of moments ago. "There is no karma for the powerful! With enough strength, you can get away with anything!" Miah retorted with a firm gaze, making Dylan snicker.