Angel Eyes Banana Fish Novels & Stories

"Corned beef please." Angela ordered the Corned beef for the boy and Bethany and a boba tea for herself. "you two are already getting along so well." Bethany marked. Her son was too shy to properly interact with strangers or even towards the people he knew. It was surprising how Adrian would soften up with Angela in the shortest time. "Don't tell me you are jealous." Angela teased, sipping the bubble tea. Bethany just laughed heartily. "Does your subordinates know you are such a childish brat?" Angela asked. Bethany had always been diligent just like her, they were two geeks with good looks. Bethany was exceptionally good looking with her brilliant baby blue eyes and long chocolatey hair.

LAYLA SUDDENLY FOUND herself underwater, swimming with the fishes, surrounded by beautiful, colorful corrals, which reminded her of their aquarium when she was still a child. Their aquarium was her favorite thing inside their house when she was still just a child. There were goldfishes around her, angelfishes, bettas, swordtails, which were the fishes that used to fill their aquarium. And looking at and feeding the fishes inside their aquarium had always been one of her fondest childhood memories. It always delighted her, and now, she was feeling that feeling again, something that had always make her feely giddy as she played with the fishes.

Angel tried to approach it, but the small fish immediately scattered in all directions. The clothes that Angel wore were just an ordinary swimsuit, short sleeves and pants that reached above the knees. Angel felt that her appearance was very far from the women she often saw on the internet when they were on vacation in the Maldives. Various kinds of beautiful bikini as if demonstrated. But Angel was too shy to show her body, even in front of her own husband. But she wanted to do it for Dave. Just not now, Angel thought.

'Let's see what it is, bring it out. And with his masculine hands, Banie bent the fish trying to break it into two. He held it for such a length of time that the princess could not bear to wait for another moment. So, deeping her hand into the opening on the fish, she tried to bring out the thing already covered in blood. After a while, her hand reached for the object and she brought it out with blood together with a part of the fish's intestine. And as she placed it on her left palm, she suddenly shouted, almost at the top of her voice: 'It is my gold ring!'

"It was just a little cut.. it won't happen again. I'll clean this up immediately now." Elana just pulled her finger and tugged it up, and to Fiona's amazement, she put the finger in her mouth and began sucking on it. Shock and mortified, Fiona stared at Elana, speechless and unable to say a word as she sucked softly on it, her eyes closed. "Luna . " She starts up, but Elana finally pull her finger out and when she opened her eyes, it was abnormally an emerald green color.. and she was smiling with a blood stain across her lips, her eyes wide with a slight madness in them.

Blood unfurled like silk. Heads snapped toward the sound. Time slowed. “ANGEL!” Philip and Louisa froze. Faith surged forward. “I have to help her!” Scott caught her and held on, iron-hard. “Faith—no! You’ll die too!” The thing breached. A long neck whipped from the water, scaled and segmented, ridges jagged as broken armor. Its eyes burned—a hellish red. Between its jaws, Angel hung limp, limbs wrong, ribbons of scarlet trailing.

On the far end was an entire wall of an aquarium with a bottom of the sea ensemble and loads of pretty fishes like koi fishes, tiger barbs and Nemo fish from Finding Nemo–I forgot what they’re called. A uniformed blond man rushed over to welcome us with a friendly smile before leading us to the draped with white fine silk table for two Demetrio had reserved. We arrived at a square table closest to the aquarium and a little isolated from the rest of the others. I suspected it was the most desirable table on this floor of the restaurant and it was just fitting that Demetrio would want us to have it. “This place is really beautiful,” I breathed as Demetrio waved our guide aside and pulled out o

“Wow—wow!” “Mommy, look! So many live little crabs…” “And pretty seashells…” “And there are sea snails and rainbow fish too! They’re so pretty!” Rainbow fish? Angela leaned in slightly. She was just wondering—rainbow fish were freshwater fish. How could Leon possibly catch one while tide pooling? It turned out, it was a little clownfish. Angela looked at Leon with a meaningful expression and said in the same tone, “Such good luck, huh? You even managed to catch such a pretty fish. Impressive.”

“I stared at the girl who enticed me deeply. Though her clothes were wet because of the water that dripped from the clay pot on her head, she looked so beautiful. She resembles my dear late Nana, of whom I first saw the beauty of a black woman. She looked like a black angel. She had a portion of her plaited hair bound by a red ribbon, while the rest, fell about her arms, and even reached her waist. I have never seen a black woman with such an abundance of fine hair in my lifetime. She walked like a cat. I admire her more than any damsel I have ever seen. As fate happens, she turned around, and stared back at me. Our eyes met, her hazel-coloured eyes left me entranced, so I fell. Her pot of

Hansen turned out to be like a child and became jealous of the fishes. What was this? Jenna didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Another group of colorful goldfishes swam towards her and her eyes widened with surprise. She hastily took out the fish food to tease the fishes. All the fish rushed toward her and kissed her, causing her to giggle and itch. Suddenly, a powerful palm pushed her from the bottom of the water and pulled her against his slippery chest. The fishes also followed and surrounded them, circling around them. The corners of Hansen's mouth were slightly raised, and his big palm lingered on the woman. He then lowered his head and nibbled her fleshy earlobe in his mouth.