Fishing God Novels & Stories

My mind cleared.I shot up from the bottom of the sea to the clouds in a single breath dodging the fisherman boat careful not to sink it. Michael and Adrian not far behind me. We were hovering in the sky the humans watching us in awe. What the hell, I landed on the bow in full display to the fishermen Michael and Adrian hovered behind me. None of the three men said anything at first they just stared at us. I took a step towards them. they dropped to their knees faces on the floor. “ No please rise, my Father and Mother have sent us to you. You have lost your faith in them due to all your hardships and suffering. Lucifer and his fallen have wreaked havoc on mankind and installed fear into you.

On every full moon, the ones who are blessed with wolves go out and run as one, sending praise to the Moon Goddess. Do fish have a goddess? Nah, that would be silly. I was so busy staring at the fish that I didn’t even feel the eyes of someone staring at me through the back of the tank. It was his smell that drew my attention to him. I had never smelled anything like him; I didn’t even think humans could smell this good.

His grey eyes were wide, not with awe, but with the dawning, terrifying realization that his equations had no value here. "You never understood what a vessel truly is," I said, my voice the calm at the eye of a hurricane. "It is not a container to be filled. It is a channel. A conduit for a will greater than your own." I raised my hands, not in attack, but in acceptance. I opened myself completely, not to his machine, but to the presence that had been with me since the beginning. The Goddess was not a separate entity within me. She was the song, and I was the singer. She was the light, and I was the lens.

The God of the Night was also known as the Fish Gutter. It was created by a sword master over 2,000 years ago. Inside, there was a space designed for poison storage. The space resembled fish intestines, so it was named Fish Gutter! Later, Fish Gutter fell into the hands of the Mystics, who passed it through several hands before landing in Rowan's possession. Rowan replaced the poison in Fish Gutter with a unique poison known as the God of the Night, hence the blade's new name.

This state Xandro was in could affect him in the physical, so if he gets injured in his trance, it would show on his physical body in reality. This was some next level voodoo, the fisherman tried to pull the rope severally to draw him out but the rope remained stiff like he was trying to lift a ship out of the waters, the fish catcher was deep in confusion for he didn't know what to do neither did he see anyone around to call for help. "Do I leave this dude in this water for he could be dead or do I exercise more patience?”.

It was a golden fishing rod and at the end of the rod was fresh animal meat. "Use this fishing rod. They are only low-level demon beasts, their sense of smell and instincts are not as strong as other mid-level demon beasts." Zi Cheng's explanation made Long Chen smile. With that, he started casting his fishing rod and waited for the sharks to grab the two of them. Meanwhile, on the boat, everyone who saw the two suddenly fishing became a little strange. In this free ocean they were at a bit of a disadvantage to use their energy, and these two people boldly flew over and instead casually fished in the ocean.

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

Hannah saw a fish under the water and quickly ran her spear into the water. "Aww, did it get away?" Garin mocked but was made to swallow his words when she raised the spear out of the water and there was a fish caught in the blade. "Beginners luck," Garin claimed and Hannah saw it as a challenge. . . She took another stab at the water and yet again caught another fish much to Garin's surprise. "How are you doing this? That's seven in a row now." He asked. "When I was still an angel, I carried a spear as my weapon for whenever I came across enemies of God," She said.

Adrian mused, gazing at the red fish roasting on the campfire before him. Considering the formidable abilities displayed by the peculiar fish from the Blood River, even seasoned Grandmasters would struggle against them. Were it not for the Divine Frost Slayer Blade, possessing rudimentary intelligence and strength surpassing that of an ordinary Grandmaster, Adrian might have fallen prey to these fish rather than sitting by the fire, savoring their strange flesh.

This feeling of mine is deadly for certainly, it shall prey upon my emotions in the near future. Phobos had led an assembly of males earlier this morning to go fishing. It once again seemed sudden for he had not notified me, therefore, adding to the several uncanny situations that have occurred today. We females on the other hand were occupied preparing to descale and gut what would be delivered to us. Moira informed me they would fetch substantial amounts for apparently, the males on these lands are remarkably skilled in fishing.