Novel Sweetest Karma Novels & Stories

I will go crazy if this goes on. I quickly make myself a hot cup of coffee and turn on my laptop. A private message from my new favorite reader pops up. hopelessromantic❤️ Hey... I am eagerly waiting for your next book. So stop it with the torture already... I crave a taste of your books. Couldn't the whole world be like this? Kind and sweet to the other person. Maybe that is just the cure to the countless forms of hate in this world. Just kindness and sweetness and lots of love. You do not know how the comment brought a smile to my face and instantly changed my mood.

I have no doubt accepted it, I can't move where I am now because I can't I can explain how sorry I feel. I was surprised when Zack suddenly knelt down in front of me and it caused a noise inside the cafeteria, a lot of cheering and applause including our friends. "Angel Zalorna, I know I'm not the perfect man for you but I can sacrifice my whole life for you. I will and will make a way for you to be happy every day and I will not allow you to be sad even for a few minutes. I will always make you happy. I thought at first I wouldn't like you, but I thought wrong because I feel more than I like now. I don't like you anymore because I love you so much. I know words are not enough for me to prov

"Honey, I was foolish for a moment. You know I love you." "I was only joking around. I didn't really hurt you. Forgive me, okay? Aiden needs his mother." "Honey, I'm sorry. Please don't ruin me, okay?" When I kept refusing to reply, her true nature finally emerged. Voice messages came one after another. "Miles Lawson, what good does it do you if I go to prison?" "Are you trying to kill me on purpose? My job, my family, my life--you're going to destroy everything!"

Peace is a fragile, fleeting illusion when you sit on top of the world. For seven days, the Blackwood Estate was a sanctuary. The ash had completely cleared from the Scottish sky, and Killian had made good on his promise. He hadn't let me out of the master suite for the first three days, worshipping me with a feral, devastating devotion that left me breathless and entirely anchored to my mortal humanity, despite the cosmic magic humming in my veins.

What he knew was that he wouldn’t repeat his previous mistakes. He needed that book, the one in the Kingdom of Nork. Had to write something more inside of it. For when she left him. Oh, gods. Yes, that meant he would be operating under the assumption she would love him and leave him, but he had to plan for the worst. Maybe, just maybe, a new spell would bring her back. Nork had not planned for defeat, and look what happened. "James," Grace panted. "I’m used to jogging, but this is like Extreme Jogging, Jungle Edition, and I don’t know how much longer I can keep up. Can we rest?"

Estel heard simply the lovely description of love at its most sensual without feeling any embarrassment at the specificity, maybe because the words were recorded rather than spoken to her. She didn't find the love scenes in his earlier works sweet and compassionate. This one was probably not, but the others weren't. Something within her seemed receptive to the idea that love might be right, sound, and thrilling. Estel experienced the bliss the man in the narrative gave to his future bride as he took her gently but passionately. The sting of invasion gave way to the comfort of ownership. Then, the burning wants to be whole in this man's arms—the consummation of mutuality and oneness.

The old man sighed deeply. “Revenge? It was the only thing on my mind for that first year. I tried to leave this place so many times. I wanted to just kill them. But Bob, the man who lived here, was very convincing…” “He said they revenge wouldn't do anything if I got myself killed. He told me that everything wasn't just about revenge. Sometimes, you have to accept things and leave the perpetrators to karma…” Jojo understood the man. She had also been seeking revenge for a long, but she never won. It was only karma that had the man killed.

I am not so much into foods but I appreciate a well-made meal. "Hmmm smells good mum." Lizzy, their last daughter said from the far end of the table. Her other sister Emma sat in front of me sending glances my way but I pretended not to notice it. She is a beauty though just like her mum. Her dad is not bad-looking but I can clearly see that she got her beauty from her mum. Blond her, plump lips, the body of a goddess. But that didn't move me. I have seen prettier girls than her but those didn't move either. Sometimes, I wonder whether I am gay because as a billionaire, I am expected to be a casanova but I'm not. I even hate the idea of spending time with a woman when that can be used to ear

Even so, my heart felt warm and fuzzy inside. The next year, we got married, and his company took off. The first thing he did was buy the dying chocolate factory. After that, I had all the sweets I could ever want. Now, however, that sweetness was like poison, sealing off my breath. My chest felt suffocated. Before the tears could fall, I heard Ethan’s voice. “What are you looking at, babe?”

I just want to go home. "What are you going to do to me?" I asked. He only smiled. He shoved his hair, faintly revealing the straight scar in his forehead. "You know, Im trying my hardest to control my tantrums when I'm right in front of you. In fact, I can feel my whole body shaking." Kai muttered. He took his hand from his hair and reated it in his knees. "I have to be cured. It's the only way that I can go on from this nightmare."