Gon's Fishing Pole Novels & Stories

Chapter 14 Waiting to find an image of a killer turned out to be fairly anticlimactic and tedious, as Sterling had to scroll through over a year’s worth of images captured by the pond. It was a good thing Titus Mount had sprung for a top-of-the-line model with battery power lasting almost two years. Lots of patrons from the bar liked to fish at the pond. Leila began to be able to pick out the regulars and identify many of the faces. Henry Blaine and Frank Potter seemed to be the most avid fisherman in the group, but Amos Fox, and Gerald Travis had also cast many lines in. Amos and Henry often fished together it seemed, before the sun even peeked fully over the horizon. Occasionally, a whole

The sudden silence made the sea seem louder, more alive. “What the hell is it?” Xian asked, backing away slightly. Tony grunted, wrestling with the rod. Whatever was on the other end was no normal fish. It pulled with precision, power — and intelligence. “It’s not fighting like a tuna,” he said, half to himself. The rod jerked again. Tony nearly lost his grip. Something deep below the surface moved. Something big. Something… wrong. Still grappling with the rod, Tony turned and smiled at his girlfriend. Despite the strain in his arms, he found a moment of clarity, a flicker of warmth.

I don't know if it's white or gray because it's covered in thick dust. The main heir of the Guan family slammed his car door, creating a loud and dramatic sound, like an action movie shown on television. He carried the small, cute, but deadly object with him. It had a wooden handle on the handle and was sharp on the other side. The slightest scratch on the skin will draw blood and can kill one to five fish at a time. Arsenio clenched his hands tightly like round tofu that was fried impromptu. Arsenio carried his heavy steps towards the door at the end. From behind that door, there would be a great battle. Arsenio grinned. Imagining it already made his heart happy.

Dad, why is your fishing pole always eaten by the fish? Shit! I have to use my qi!" "Hahaha, son! We're being ordinary people and didn't we promise not to use our powers to fish? What, are you admitting your mistake?" Long Heian who looked younger and handsomer than his current self was fishing with two boys. It was Long Chen's father and Long Hu, they looked very happy while fishing even though Long Chen's father looked annoyed that his fishing rod had not been caught by a fish.

"See you all on the other side!" Remaining in place, I watch as Uncle Ramone shifts into his wolf and leaps, grabbing one of the crow beasts by the leg and dragging it to the deck of the ship. "You got your weapon?" Fineon asks, turning his gaze toward me. "Or should we..." "I’m ready." Letting a smile spread across my face, I pull my titanium whip, which is specially equipped with tiny spikes along the whip itself, and strike out. Where the whip hits, electricity erupts, scattering all around.

meant to bring forth Ah-Tzenul to bless the harvest, and how Ah-Tzenul is always hungry after. Wanna know the real strange thing? I sorta remember tending to my rods every now and then, hooking the odd bass or pan fish while I was reading, but it didn’t seem more than two or three. When I finally blinked and looked at my watch, saw it was near two o’clock in the afternoon, you know how many fish I’d caught?

"The water's this deep. Are you sure your device will even work?" "If there are fish, I can catch them." It was just a matter of tuning the ultrasonic frequency. That part was easy. For the sake of having steady access to fish, Nicole agreed. "Deal, but this stays between us." After everything they had been through, the Goodmans knew better than to talk. "How long will it take?" Making a fishing device was nothing to Victor. He didn't hesitate. "As long as I've got the materials, I can finish it tonight."

They walked along the edge, using magnetic fishing poles to snag the plastic fish bobbing in the current. Even though the fish were fake, the thrill of the "catch" felt completely real to Theo, and to everyone else too. Alisa was especially happy with her bucket of plastic fish. “Mommy, Daddy,” Alisa lifted her bucket. “Theo got me so many fish!” The adults fished on their own, like they were also kids. Grandpa Sterling proudly caught fish for Celine and said, “This is for the woman I love.” While Celine blushed, everyone teased them.

Outside the villa, Joseph was casually fishing with a bamboo pole. That said, there was no hook on his fishing pole. It was a strange sight. “There’s no hook on your fishing pole, Young Master. You can’t catch fish that way.” Joseph didn’t bother to turn back. “Have you read the book, Investiture of the Gods?” Ozzy froze. “You know me, Young Master. If I had the time, I would’ve used it to play with some more women…”

said Terry to her sister while they approach them. Tessa encouraged Ally to walk faster so they could see how her father does the catching of fish. They are carefully walk in the bamboo bridge heading to the fish pen where her father and brother were. Terry is very excited to put the fattened fish inside the bucket. So, he keeps on holding it keeps it steady with his hands even their father has not yet finished catching those fish. When Tessa and Ally arrived in the fish pen, they were astonished by the fish because they were too big. Then her dad carefully catching them using a scoop net. Then Jerry successfully filled enough fish in the scoop net and time for him to lift it. Tessa and Ally