God Of Fishing Novels & Stories

Barun said, concerned over his friends. But Rugard touched one of the fish. He felt the electric coursing through his fingers and he flinched back. Then he laughed, “You’re right, it’s still smoldering!” It didn’t take long for Rugard and the old man to come back. Rugard had taken off his own shirt and used it to store the fish like a sack. “I think we unlocked a new fishing method,” Rugard said, “It’s called Jai’s thunder.” The adults laughed at the joke.

Gabriel said. Whatever they were talking about it seemed to be very important to Florian. I wondered who Florian really was for Gabriel to be calling him "Sir." Gabriel was a wealthy director of one of the biggest companies in New York, while Florian was just an average guy who said he had a rich friend. Was Gabriel only calling him "Sir" because of that friend? And who, exactly, was this friend?

Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

When the two of them arrived at the lake, Xiao Chen baited his fishing rod, and Grandfather Qin looked for a spot he felt was suitable for fishing. “Hey!” The black fire tiger that was about to enter the lake was immediately shouted at by both of them, as it could scare the fish away. The black fire tiger retreated immediately, feeling it was impossible to fight against the two serious anglers. But it looked at Xiao Chen and Grandfather Qin in confusion—weren’t they supposed to catch fish with its help?

"I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE. Eigen seemed happy enough to humour the lad, letting him run his mouth without once interrupting. Until the end. "Do you know who I am?" he asked, grin widening so far it almost swallowed them whole. He would have, if not for Miaka's pleas. "Please let him live," she begged the old GOD, trying to save the new. Eigen paused, closing his giant mouth and reeling in his thick tongue and teeth. "I won't."

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.

Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver. Atarah dropped her basket beside Erza's basket, Olga came close to them and grabbed Atarah by the ear. "You have been avoiding me, little one. You used to come here all the time, when you were a kid, you were so interested in plants." She said with her old weary voice. "I have started school recently, so I don't have much time." Atarah lied as she pulled away from her. "Hmmmmm......You are still not a very good liar, are you?" Olga said and Erza giggled cutely.

"My parents taught me the essentials of telling the truth and I guess I honour their teaching by keeping to it. It reminds me of them and overtime it became one with me so it's both. I can't lie and I won't lie." I blink at him, once then twice, not knowing what to say next. "Do you... have a territory or something. Like a place you take care of?" When I ask this question, I expect him to tense up but he is at ease and so relaxed that I am tempted to watch his every movement. "In a way, yeah. I guess you could say that I am the god of the Fae Folks." My eyes widen and the cutleries in my hands drop back on the table. "You- you're the god of what?"

shut it self behind her, horse made sound, the beast was afraid, but Itanforiti would not shake, she had no fear whatsoever, the silence of the land nor the active gate, who shut by itself would make her tremble, she continued following the god's steps, and soon she stumbled on a shark, gasping for breath, not too far to a lake, "how did you get here fish" she asked, an earthquake threw me out of my home, I just gave birth and my babies will be worried now, help give a push, into the lake and anytime you need my help, call me three times and I shall come to you, no matter how far you are, she jumped down and began to push the big fish, till it fell into the lake of a deal but small salty wa