Lovely Fish Novels & Stories

“It’s halibut.” “This is one of my new favorite fish. Right up there next to this red snapper. I can each this almost every day. This is so good.” Seleste says with a moan. “You keep moaning like that and we want to make it through the next part of our date before I take you to bed.” “Who said I wanted the next phase of the date? I might want to just jump you now.” I almost choked on my food. In the little time that I have known Seleste, she has never been this open.

You looked peaceful. PS: Try the lavender honey-glazed sea bass at Solstice — chef’s special today. She read the message twice, her lip curling in a way that made her look beautiful and cruel all at once. She tossed the phone onto the bed, not caring where it landed. So he thought he could slip out before she woke? Coward. But at least he remembered her taste. That dish — the sea bass with lavender and honey — it was the only thing she’d ever craved more than diamonds.

Adina smiled. Colin and Sean got everything into the dishwasher in no time, and they snuggled up on the couch. Adina sat draped over her mates’ laps as they took turns feeding each other the fantastic fried rings dipped in syrup. It was a decadent experience, bordering on sensual. “Now we have eaten and been patient and not asked about it. But when are we getting this surprise that you promised us?” Colin asked. Adina smiled. “Do you want it now?” she asked.

I pointed at a silvery-blue fish with black stripes. "This is an Angelfish. I didn't know you were so fascinated by fishes." "I love fishies. They don't talk back or make noises. You don't even have to take them for a walk!" I said quickly. What am I even saying at this point? "I see. Well, thank you for showing it to me, but I'd like to go back to the party now," he smirked. "Right, go ahead. Goodbye," I said and released his arm.

Their Senior Sister had already stood up for him to alleviate the situation, yet it did not seem to have convinced him. “My, my.” Harvey sized Darryl up with maliciousness in his eyes. “Are you saying that you can catch fish very well? These are the Gourami Dragonfishes; they are not like any other ordinary fishes that you usually catch. Be careful not to let them drag you into the ocean! I can’t take it; this is too funny!” Harvey laughed with his mouth wide open. It was as if he could almost imagine the scenario.

With a sweet smile, she added, "This is a special dish prepared by Mr. Lodge. It symbolizes a prosperous future and success." "Excellent! Excellent!" Mr. Dalton exclaimed, clearly flattered by Ariana's attention. Watching her so eagerly ingratiate herself with their business partner, Brian couldn't help but sneer. As expected, she would do anything for her own gain. Her obsequiousness was painfully obvious. As soon as Mr. Dalton took a bite of the fish, he frowned and asked, "What kind of fish is this?" "It's a Chilean sea bass, of course," Brian replied.

They're happy fish,' she insisted. 'How do you know?' He trailed his fingers up her neck, over the soft thickness of her pinned-up hair to the dark red rose. 'Because I watch them play. They like their bowl. Its hexagonal shape is good Feng Shui, promoting peace and harmony. They have fun pushing the pebbles around at the bottom and the aquarium plants offer ready food beyond what I feed them. They're happy fish. ' He'd tucked the rose in his breast pocket and was pulling out the hairpins. 'Well, I guess they have eight views of the world from their hexagonal bowl, and many of them would be of you, so I'd call them fortunate fish.'

Predatory fish such as cork and catfish, there are also ornamental fish such as arowana, belida and others. "Nia, there is that arowana fish in the river." I approached Nia and pulled her towards the river. "Want to, but there are so many in the city of Mala." Nia tugged my sleeve while looking at the river. "Hahaha, you don't have to take it anymore right?" I asked Nia who looked very doubtful whether she wanted to take it or not. "Wowh the flowers are really good!" Lia jumped from branch to branch without making the leaves and tree branches she touched move. She approached the orchid flower which was pitch black with a purplish white center.

“You better get in that shower pretty lady, you don’t want to be late.” She stands on her toes, and I lean down to meet her at the halfway point. Her lips are as soft as rose petals and I sigh into them. Her body melts against mine for a second until she pulls away “The pretty lady has to get in the shower now.” She teases. We both smile and she turns to the bathroom. “Bye beautiful, I love you.” I say to her with a soft wave. She turns and wraps me in her small arms. “Goodbye,” she squeezes tightly and then whispers “I love you too.”

Like a little fish swimming in a grand lake making the tiniest ripples. Ripples. Lake… My breathing slowed as my body fell into sleep…and kept on falling. There was water. A lake. Allison and I were on a boat with another child, a boy, I think. I was leaning over to see speckled carp swimming in the clear water beneath us. They were beautiful, in shades of gold and black. Reaching down, I tried to touch a beautiful golden fish that had come to the surface. He had a black circle, like a bullseye, around his left eye.