Savage Straight Up Karma Quotes Novels & Stories

I told him. “I love to be the one that breaks it to you that hell doesn’t exist. It is only a figment of the imagination of people who deprive themselves of the good things of the world and want others to follow suit.” “You will surely get what you deserve one day. Karma will catch up with you and make fun of you.”

Sienna’s spine went rigid. “Is that supposed to make me feel guilty?” she hissed. “Not really. I’d be damned if you had a conscience.” She scoffed. “Conscience doesn’t pay bills, little pauper.” I smiled sweetly. “Maybe not. But karma has an excellent credit system.” “Karma: the consolation prize poor people chalk up when reality won’t hand them power.” “We’ve only just met, but I swear I don’t like you,” I confessed. “And I guess you’re a bitch all the time.”

Radix opened his arms in a cold gesture. I am far from your Boy. The assassins were circling tight at Savage’s back. Gasping as they heard the odd interchange. “First,” Savage lifted a finger, “I’m far from a ‘boy’. And you were never my ‘daddy.’ Secondly, I wish to enlighten you.” “Oh?” Radix was nearly quivering with anticipation of either dragging Savage back to Peak Mountain. Or killing me right here in this road. “Yes. You think I see myself as a King.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” But Kevon wasn’t finished. He stumbled forward, pointing a shaking finger at me. “I hate you,” he cursed, his voice cracking. “I hate you so much, Jesse. You think you’re untouchable, but you’re not. I’m going to destroy you. I don't care if you are a lecturer or more influential. I'm going to ruin everything you care about. I will ruin Your reputation. You took her from me, and now I’m going to take everything from you. And I will stop at nothing until I do that”

“Prepare me Sathe…if you don’t, I won’t be able to take something as big as your c*ck.” |-_-| /-_-\ |-_-|

Umma spat "Woman know how to talk to me before I do something we both will regret" "What is left to regret about. I don't think I have anything to regret in my life now, because Allah have given me anything I will ever need in this life. And let me tell you something you don't know. You see all this you're fighting for I promise you one day you will regret it. I don't even know the kind of human being you are, so selfish and self centered" "You're wasting my time, you know you have option, but if you think you leaving is the best then leave and don't turn back because if you do"

a netizen wrote. A customer sneered. "So much for a promising young talent. I think he's just a self-made man who's forgotten his roots! He can't even protect his own mother!" "Oh my god, you're right. Isn't this a classic self-made man? He rises thanks to his wife's family, then turns around and resents her for being strong-willed. Pathetic!" Someone commented, "That's the heir to the Garrison family, right? This is going to be good. Jerome just hit a brick wall."

Ethan asked as he looked from me to Santos. “Do you believe in Karma?” I asked “What the fuck are you talking about and where is Luna?” Ethan stated, I could see the frustration in his eyes mixed with fear. “It’s a simple question, do you believe in karma?” I repeated. “No” was his quick reply. “Makes sense considering your ignorance” “My ignorance, what the fuck are you talking about? Let me guess, that bitch has filled your head with shit and you believe her.” The fact that he was calling Luna a bitch had my blood boiling and once upon a time I would have put a bullet straight through his head, but I’m not that person anymore so I continue with my words instead.

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.”

“Yes, sir.” Fuck Karma. Not even the devil can snatch my birthright. Over my dead body.