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Love. Magic. Fate. Best-selling romance novel author Karmina Joan writes about these things. She believes that every person has a purpose, that every soul has a destiny to fulfill. She thought hers was simply sharing her stories.
Love. Magic. Fate. Best-selling romance novel author Karmina Joan writes about these things. She believes that every person has a purpose, that every soul has a destiny to fulfill. She thought hers was simply sharing her stories.
Her story unfolds with Cupid, the Angel of Love himself. He brings with him a mysterious vessel and a message from on high. It turns out Karmina has a bigger purpose after all—a mission that will make or break humanity as we know it.
As Cupid teaches her the tricks of his trade, Karmina unknowingly gives him something unexpected in return— something the angel of love will find oddly familiar. This may become the one flaw in an otherwise perfect plan that destiny had in store for them.
Does love truly conquer all or are there limits to what humanity can do in the name of love? Witness as Karmina struggles to find the answers before time runs out on true love.
Disclaimer: I received a copy of this book in exchange of an honest review. No payments made between me and the publisher.
It’s been a while since I had a great time reading a book. Lately I keep starting a book but I was too lazy to finish it (book slump is worse) but then I saw Karmic Hearts and it suddenly catch my attention and I was like “I want to read this book!” I got lucky to be part of this book tour and since it is my first time reading a PopFiction book, I don’t know what should I expect. I was excited and nervous at the same time.
Karmic Hearts is the kind of book that I would love to re-read again. I really enjoyed reading it to the point where I had a hard time putting the book down so I needed to find a place where I can finish it without anyone bothering me. I end up in PaperMoon at SM Mall of Asia, I ordered coffee and I knew it was the perfect moment to finish that beautiful book. Anyways, back to my review, I enjoyed each characters so much. Cupid and Mina are a perfect match, their chemistry was impossible to ignore. I loved Cupid from the beginning he’s charming and funny meanwhile Mina is the serious type but full of curiosity. Without them? I’m not sure how will my review end up. LOL. I loved the flow of the story, it was an easy read and it has a little flash backs from their past lives. The book was a bit predictable since Cupid mentioned about the love of his life, but aside from that, I don’t think people will guess what will really happen because it has a bit of twists and turns too. The ending was heartbreaking and happy ending. Well I thought at first it will be heartbreaking, but I’m glad for the twists.
I do have a question though, will there be a part two of the book? Or a Cupid side story at least? I am hoping there is one because this book deserves a series. Karmic Heart is beautiful, not just the cover but the content as well. It caused mixed emotions to me as a reader. (PS. I hugged the book after reading it I just loved it so much!).
Lastly, thank you to the publisher for giving me a chance to be part of this tour. It was a great honor.
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EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER 19
Staring
into his eyes was like looking into the galaxy— wide and deep. It was
like I was being sucked in, inviting me to discover all of him. If he
was cute from a few feet away, he was breathtaking up close.
into his eyes was like looking into the galaxy— wide and deep. It was
like I was being sucked in, inviting me to discover all of him. If he
was cute from a few feet away, he was breathtaking up close.
I would have passed out if he didn’t say, “Breathe, Mina.”
I
breathed, then saw him smile. His dimples deepened. There was a mixture
of mischief and maturity in his eyes. I couldn’t explain it.
breathed, then saw him smile. His dimples deepened. There was a mixture
of mischief and maturity in his eyes. I couldn’t explain it.
“You’re too close,” I told him, taking a step back. I felt a little relieved.
He held out his hand and in it was a golden ribbon. “Do you want to dance?”
I
looked at the ribbon, then at him, then back at the ribbon because he
was staring way too intently and it was making me blush. I didn’t know
what the ribbon was for and how it was relevant in the situation. I
shook my head. “There’s no music,” I pointed out. “Are we really going
to dance to the chirping crickets?”
looked at the ribbon, then at him, then back at the ribbon because he
was staring way too intently and it was making me blush. I didn’t know
what the ribbon was for and how it was relevant in the situation. I
shook my head. “There’s no music,” I pointed out. “Are we really going
to dance to the chirping crickets?”
His smile widened.
What’s happening? Before he looked indifferent, now he looks like he wants to kiss me. Is that even okay?
“Do you want me to?”
I clutched one hand to my chest, the other I held up to my face. I couldn’t breathe again. “Y-You’re reading my thoughts?!”
“You’re practically screaming them,” he said. He bit his lower lip to stifle a laugh.
Look who’s amused, trying to stifle a laugh at my expense. But then again my cheeks are probably red from all the blushing.
“Like a ripe tomato,” he teased.
“Stop reading my thoughts!”
He laughed. “Answer my question.”
“I told you there’s no music to dance to.”
“I’ll take care of that. So…?”
I didn’t answer. He knew I couldn’t do it. First of all, how would I even hold him without hurting him again?
“You worry too much,” he told me. “Place your hand over mine.”
With
a deep frown and much hesitation, I did what he told me. I placed my
hand on his and at that very moment, the gold ribbon lifted itself and
wrapped around my hand. It bound our hands together, but our skins
weren’t touching. The bow in his hand was becoming longer as it circled
us. I was able to place my hand on his shoulder, as he placed his hand
on my waist.
a deep frown and much hesitation, I did what he told me. I placed my
hand on his and at that very moment, the gold ribbon lifted itself and
wrapped around my hand. It bound our hands together, but our skins
weren’t touching. The bow in his hand was becoming longer as it circled
us. I was able to place my hand on his shoulder, as he placed his hand
on my waist.
He
gently swayed as he hummed. I was careful not to step on him, careful
not to have my hand slip on his arm. We were touching, all right, but it
wasn’t the kind of touch that I wanted. Not skin to skin. We were still
restrained, but I knew it was the closest we could be. So close, but
not close enough. I couldn’t help but feel sad. It was wrong. The
feelings were wrong. They were leading to nowhere.
gently swayed as he hummed. I was careful not to step on him, careful
not to have my hand slip on his arm. We were touching, all right, but it
wasn’t the kind of touch that I wanted. Not skin to skin. We were still
restrained, but I knew it was the closest we could be. So close, but
not close enough. I couldn’t help but feel sad. It was wrong. The
feelings were wrong. They were leading to nowhere.
I stopped moving.
“Mina, look at me.”
Why did it hurt? It wasn’t supposed to. I didn’t know him that well to be this attached.
He caressed my face. I couldn’t feel the warmth of his touch, but I felt the ribbon.
“T-This
is wrong,” I told him. I leaned away and added, “You’re in love with
her.” I didn’t want whatever I was feeling for him to get stronger.
is wrong,” I told him. I leaned away and added, “You’re in love with
her.” I didn’t want whatever I was feeling for him to get stronger.
I know that he’s in love with someone else. I know that he still loves her. So why am I in this situation?”
“Mina…”
“But it’s true. You love her, whoever she is.” He lowered his gaze. “I
do.” “You still do.” “Up to this day.” I withdrew my hand and untied the
bow. “It has been a lovely dance.”
“But it’s true. You love her, whoever she is.” He lowered his gaze. “I
do.” “You still do.” “Up to this day.” I withdrew my hand and untied the
bow. “It has been a lovely dance.”
“Mina, wait!”
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