What Is Karmic Retribution Novels & Stories

She deserved her revenge, and I promised I would deliver it. As I climbed into the driver seat of my SUV, I wished that he was a better man. I wished that he and I had met under different circumstances, and that he had never treated Jazmine the way he had. But he had been awful to her, and I had been contracted to serve him the karma that he deserved. I started up the engine and glanced over to where he stood speaking to his lawyer. His red puffy eyes and tear streaked face told me that I had delivered on my promise, per the contract. He was receiving his karma and feeling all of the pain & heartbreak he had put Jazmine through. He was learning what it felt like to have his future plans crus

I chuckled bitterly. "She fought to live, she fought for her baby's life yet you, the one person she trusted, drove her to ruin. You fucking tried to kill her and killed her baby. As if all that wasn't enough, you coveted all she owned and declared her dead even going as far as holding a fucking funeral knowing she was still alive. You're nothing but a fucking thief, a monster that doesn't deserve to live amongst humans." I hissed.

The misdeeds he committed against Isabella were his own karmic retribution. The retribution that heaven bestowed upon him was that those who wronged their wives would not prosper in their wealth. "Mom, you don't have to feel sorry for me. This is probably the retribution I owe Isabella." Mrs. Hill exclaimed excitedly, "This is just an excuse. There are so many people who have cheated in their marriages in this world, and they haven't suffered much in return. It's you, on the other hand, who plotted against Isabella for the sake of your lover, but you also gave her so many beautiful memories. God should not have punished you."

Although it wasn't a long time, it left a deep impression on her and Lucian murmured, "Braelynn, I thought I would never come back!" "How could it be? Mom, you are so kind, and good people have good karma. This is just a hard tribulation. You will get better and better after you get through this." Lucian felt ashamed when she heard Braelynn's words. She knew clearly about what she had done, so this was her karma. After all, her purpose was not pure. She had done so many bad things, so she was being punished by it. There was a saying that everyone would have to pay for their mistakes, and she was paying retribution for the sins that she committed.

By the time I realized what I had done, it was too late. Then, the truth hit me like a punch to the gut—Helen had orchestrated the entire thing. She had played me, and in the end, Madeline was dead because of it. Helen didn’t hold back. She pointed her finger right at me, screaming that I was the one responsible and that I was the reason Madeline was gone. I thought it over and realized she was right. My own hands had destroyed Madeline's love for me. The guilt was overwhelming, and I knew I deserved every bit of it. I would spend the rest of my life repenting.

"But a part of me believes so, the part of me doesn't, it is probably because I haven't seen it yet." "The divine retribution is real. I'm sure that they got what they deserved. Killing someone isn't something that you can just forgive, nor forget. What was lost can never be found. Humans such as yourselves die in a very short amount of time and I understand that this is the very reason why you chose to live the best every day." "Yeah, you're right. Every day we live our lives to the fullest because we do not know when the time will come for us." she smiled painfully at him. "Did... he never get the chance to reincarnate? Like you, Night Hallows?"

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.

"Gwen, I don't see anything wrong if I give them back all the good things they did to me. Especially Liam!" "Don't you understand me, Kris? You're the only one who will get hurt in the end if you keep doing that. Because karma has its own body to act. You shouldn't be the one to act to make their lives miserable. Because thing you should focus your attention on is your own life." "Be a successful woman and slap them with your achievements you obtained without their help---and that would be your revenge against people who don’t believe in your capabilities."

Do I believe in magic? I'm not entirely sure about that. But Karma is a relentless bitch and that is on par with magical in my books. Old as fuck, taking a myriad of forms across time and space… ruthlessly just. But she is fucking slow, and that is why I have decided to do her job for her. Vengeance after all is a must, and I am not a very patient person. But there is very little one can do in the jaws of death.

Tears kept sliding down her face. The word “retribution” kept spilling from her lips. Before, she had never believed in it. She had never believed in something like retribution. But now, she did. Now, she truly believed it. In this world, retribution really did exist. “Yes. This is retribution.” Dora’s voice sounded from not far behind her. Summer turned back and looked at Dora, her chest tightening. At that moment, Dora’s eyes held a satisfaction Summer had never seen before.