Lovely Fish Novels & Stories

The stream was shallow, so drowning wasn’t a concern, but the weather was cold, and falling in could easily make him sick. Jace, blissfully unaware of the adult world’s grief, called back in excitement. “Auntie, come look! This one’s tail is so pretty!” Adora walked over at his call and saw the bright, colorful fish gliding through the water, its tail flowing like silk. “Auntie, do you know what kind of fish this is?” She shook her head with a smile. “I don’t, but I can look it up for you.” “I know! That’s a fighting fish. And those red ones over there? Just regular goldfish,” Jace declared proudly.

"The skin of this kind of fish has no scales and contains a lot of fat, which can replenish your energy." As she spoke, Luna brought over an even larger piece of fish skin. Ethan Brooks, having tasted its sweetness, obediently opened his mouth again. It was crispy on one side and smooth on the other, with an excellent texture. Compared to these qualities, the fishiness could be automatically ignored. Ethan Brooks couldn't help but let out a sound of appreciation and gave Luna Marie a thumbs-up. "After eating the lobster, you'll go to sleep," Luna instructed. "By that, do you mean you have other plans?" Ethan Brooks was puzzled.

That Fish Loraine is lying comfortably with her head on my lap as I throw the cork into the small lake. We are a bit isolated from the group, Loraine complained that she didn't want to fish close to others. Her excuse was that she doesn't want to lose her fish to competitors who stand too near us. That resulted in a burst of laughter from the entire group. This silly girl has already selected which fish in the lake is hers.

She didn’t know how he did it, but she could get used to it. As they neared the tide pools Lainey caught sight of the red glow again. She thought she had imagined it the last time she was down here, and yet there it was again. Climbing over a small rock she stepped knee high in a puddle. A fish wiggled out from under her foot and she nearly screamed. Mostly black with a few white spots, it seemed to slide across the rock instead of swim. Amused, Dakari made his way over to watch the non-swimming fish. “It’s a clingfish,” he said. “I remember these on a field trip from school.”

Not worth harvesting yet. So he left them alone for now. Returning home, he handed the mutated white fish to Lola. Tonight's dinner would be steamed fish—and, of course, giant lobster as well. The women were slightly surprised at the strange-looking fish at first, even questioning whether it was edible. But once the steam rose and the aroma of fish filled the air, they were all instantly tempted. The lobster was also divided into two preparations—steamed and garlic butter. Both emitted an irresistible fragrance. When dinner time arrived, everyone eagerly picked up their utensils, anticipation written all over their faces.

It attracted Miria to do the same, as the water looked very clear and she could see the smaller fishes were swarming the kids’ feet. “Oh, I want to catch these fishes but the kids seemed to enjoy being kissed by them,” Usha muttered to himself, feeling a bit ironic. Miria heard Usha meowed, thinking he might be hungry from the trip. “Wait Usha, I have something for you,” Miria pulled a medium long dry anchovy from the basket and gave it to Usha. Usha’s eyes immediately sparkled and he chomped down on the dried fish immediately.

She had a lot of bags, so I guessed that meant she was staying for a while, and switching cars was a good idea. She hugged me and said, “I’m sorry I couldn’t get here sooner.” “You’re here now.” “Where we eating? I’m starved.” “Kalil took me to this one spot I’d never heard of before; they have good catfish.” “Good, I haven’t had catfish in forever.” Of course, he would call while we were talking about him. “Hey,” I answered. “What you doing?” “Just picked Jay up. What you got Donte helping you with that’s so important?”

Then suddenly he gasps. "What?" I asked. "I want that one," he said, pointing to a colorful looking fish. "Excellent choice my boy, this is a guppy fish and they are very colorful. In fact that's my favorite fish" she said, smiling. She has been smiling all through. "Can we buy it?" He asked, jumping. "Sure," Dave said. Liam squealed. "Same number and gender?" She asked. "Yes," I said. She nodded her head as she started packing the fish inside a water bag. After packing it we paid and who knew fishes were that expensive?

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.

When I reached the end, I crouched down and looked into the water. A black fish, long and sleek was swimming among the grey pebbled at the bottom. I gently touched the surface of the water, my fingers forming ripples, and the fish immediately swam away, making me withdraw my hand. I smiled almost involuntarily and stood up, admiring the mountains in the distance. Their rocks looked dangerous, and their black colour that peeked through the white snow contributed. I just stood there, drinking in everything, until I felt a presence next to me.