Fishing God Novels & Stories

Maru ask approaching the others with a bunch of milk fishes trap on his shirt. They spent more of their time grilling the fishes on fire. They put a stick inside the fish as they place it on top of the fire with woods as their stove. “This is amazing, but can we hunt here without worries?” Gueron ask looking at Merfoy without activating his mind reading power. “Yes indeed, fishes are food it was not forbidden after all,” Merfoy answered.

Yeah, there is water in the sewer but it's not clean! "Hey! What are you doing to my fishes! There are for sale!" the owner exclaimed when the guy finished freeing the sea animals. The guy's name was Hariel, right? Uncommon name and She thinks that it suits this guy but anyway, the owner looked at Hariel angrily. "How can you compensate me to the fishes you freed!" "The fishes are the creatures of the sea and they don't belong to this tight- whatever that is! they are free creatures!" Hariel said and crossed his arms. The owner got angrier at his answer.

The wrath of the God was being felt the world over. The seas became heated, sending the life beneath to the surface in a desperate attempt to live. Smaller fish had little chance, floating up and forming a silver carpet on the rippling waves. Larger beasts, some unknown to mankind, followed in their wake, clearing them and whatever else was within reach in one snap of their jaws. From the deck of a fishing trawler, stranded when the fire fell and destroyed the engine, a quartet of fisherman watched the carnage. The sea a mass of foam, blood and steam.

it burns his body. There is no light and air space, which could give him hope for life except his motives which are the only thing that makes him go. To control his hungry stomach, he had tied heavy stones around his belly, to lessen his feeling of an empty stomach. Just when he was about to put a stone again over the water to protect his weapons from being wet and soaked, his eyes caught the most astonishing glimpse after a month. It began to rain which increase the flow of water inside the little pond. Also, now some little fishes came to this side of the water. He immediately caught some in his hands and without any delay, he stuffs his mouth like a hungry lion. After painful weeks witho

Dajol said then heard the voices of the mermaids replying. "Whooaaaa." The voices of millions or billions of mermaids returned the greeting of Dajol who again gestured with one hand to return to silence and listened to Dajol who again wanted to speak to all of them. "I am the one who raised you all from the dead, so is there a God besides me for all of you who can bring you to life all this time. If not, then testify to my greatness who has brought you to life now." Dajol said that he claimed to be God then heard the sound of a mermaid echoing again.

Elegbara’s head was separated from his shoulders and thus my friends were avenged. I lay dying beside my vanquished foe. Oshe like an anchor, held me clinging stubbornly to life till Shokoti appeared and healed me of my mortal wounds. Stronger than the first day I stepped into the dark forest, I stood up and watched as the elder god brought forth a dark fishing net, spread it over the daemon deity’s remains and pulled, a burning aura so bright I realized must be his essence as I shielded my eyes came away with the net. I then saw the elder god put it away into a great brass pot with stopper. He turned to me with a satisfied smile on his face.

“I didn’t do it. First, I saw my parent in a dream and they gave me some various instructions on what to do.” “That’s great, you now know who you are,” “Yes, I think so.” Silence followed. “Wise one. Tell me, do you believe that there is a god out there?” “There are many gods out there, my dear. But if you look closely at the fishes in the waters, the birds of the sky and the way the sun raises. You will find out that there must be a force that is keeping all these things in order. Nature in itself cannot maintain order for a very long time. And order in itself cannot exist on its own. So, I think there must be one God out there who is deciding the way things should flow. His name I have com

He dipped his hand into the cold ocean water. ​Suddenly, the water around his hand began to glow. Small fish, shining like silver coins, began to swim toward him. They weren't afraid. They were drawn to the energy. With a quick movement, Alaric reached in and pulled out a large, heavy fish. ​"Dinner," he said, offering me a small smile. ​It was a strange sight. The most powerful man in the world was catching fish with his bare hands to feed a girl from the gutter.

He had been very confident in himself until now, but now, as all those goblins watched, his confidence turned to fear. Still, from the outside he remained calm and cool. He approached the shore of the lake and one of the goblins pulled out a fishing net. Within the net were three species of fish and a pair of crabs. He asked the goblin to submerge the net back in the water and ordered everyone around him to move away. Very far away. Nio concentrated and touched the first fish with his mind. He could feel its slippery nature and its

It is a lovely afternoon, the Shark has requested you come fishing with him – if you would want to. Shira nodded to the male. She hated fishing, she had gone only once with her father, and she had hated watching the little defenceless fishes swim innocently to what they thought was food, only to be pulled out with a hook. Her mouth twisted, it was just the kind of thing she expected from a brute like the shark – A very handsome brute.