Epic Pizza Novels & Stories

We created the craft of patience, especially when it came to protecting our people. "You know we can both play this waiting game. But the longer you sit here and keep your mouth shut. The longer you go without food, and I brought pizza." I walked over to the door and grabbed the box of pizza I had Lincoln order half an hour ago. It was the best pizza around. Christopher Fratello owned their own restaurant, one of the pack members, and the recipe he used had been passed down through generations. And I know pizza is pizza. Wrong. This pizza was the most delicious thing I had ever eaten, and I grew up in Gardenia, where Fae food was claimed to be the most deliciously sourced food around. Once y

Aunt Janet made delicious homemade pizza, but Leesa had insisted she did not want anyone going to extra trouble tonight and had asked to have pizza delivered from Giovanni’s instead, her favorite pizza place. Judy placed a Hawaiian style pizza in the center of the table, directly in front of Leesa. Leesa licked her lips. Giovanni’s always used plenty of pineapple and ham on their pizza. Aunt Janet placed the other pie—this one topped with the works—farther down the table. “Dig in,” Judy said. Everyone grabbed a slice and began to eat. Max stayed in the corner of the room, happily gnawing on a big steak bone Janet had picked up at the butcher shop on the way here.

Even in casual clothes of a white polo and ash-colored jogger pants, he looked absolutely stunning. At the door, Mona received the two boxes of pizza, paid, and brought them over to spread on the center table. "Here we have pepperoni pizza with extra cheese and sausage pizza with onions," she presented the offering. "Which one are you guys having?" "I'll go with the pepperoni," Mr. Jonah and I both chorused, simultaneously. "Why," Mona asked. "Because it's spicy," we chorused again. That made us pause and exchange glances with each other.

yet Let me get some food from deliveroo I would kill for some real food. I doubt I've eaten today and there's no way in hell I'm eating the food they serve at this place Going onto the app I order napoletana pizza that I haven't had it in forever from Mamma Ella. Getting two I confirm the order. 35 minutes later they call me to come downstairs "Hi , you must be...Amari " the delivery guy says checking his phone to confirm "Yes" I say walking towards him

Peter: Pizza—what kind? I typed back quickly: Running late. Hawaiian. Always Hawaiian.

"Is the food not good enough for you, Mr. Jenkins? Is that why you won't eat them?" Lucian observed the sly grin plastered across Yuna's face and decided to focus on the food instead. Sure enough, in the next moment, Yuna pointed at the pizzas. "Mr. Jenkins, let me give you a brief introduction. This is a Hawaiian pizza, and that's a Pepperoni pizza. We have one with extra cheese here. Oh! And that's the garlic bread. Let's not forget about the one with pineapples on top!" As Yuna continued, Yvan's discomfort became increasingly evident in his expression. "Are you done? Isn't your mouth tired from all the chewing and talking?" Yvan bit back his sneer.

It's just a pizza. "It's okay. I can pick the pepperonis off." He whispers to me so Phoebe won't hear him. "We should get the pizza to go. We can just take it back to my house and eat it," I told him. Maybe I'll feel more comfortable in my own house. Unlikely, but it's worth a shot. "Sure, if you want to." He smiles. We ordered two large pizzas to go. One was pepperoni, and the other was the specialty pizza with bell peppers and mushrooms that Ethan loves so much. When the girl at the counter gives me the total, Ethan playfully shoves me to the side and hands her his credit card.

“Noooooooo. I… muuuussstt… wiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnn…” Dallas and Ivy laughed as they easily beat their frozen companion to the table. Laura gave him a wink and brought over the plates of pizza. Everyone dug into the food, and the room was quiet for a moment. Laura looked over at Ethan's meat-lovers pizza and shook her head. Pineapple was way better. “What kind of pizza is that, Ethan?” Ivy asked, pointing to his pizza. “Meat-lovers supreme,” he replied, his mouth full of cheese and pepperoni. “You want some?”

I says punching his arms lightly. I kiss his forehead and let him go back to Wren. I walk down just as Mason finishes with the explanation. "Who's hungry?" I ask to hear everybody say 'me'. I laugh and grab my phone. "Can I get twenty large pizzas please. 6 Hawaiian, 4 Pepperoni, 5Veg with extra avo and 5 extra cheese. I also want cheese sticks on the side please." I say. "Pick up. Thank you, bye." I say politely and hang up.

I told him and fished my phone out of my right pocket. I walked into the kitchen to grab two water bottles while dialing up the pizza place. I called up Andiamo pizza place and ordered two large pizzas with meatballs, tomato sauce, mozzarella, ricotta cheese, peperoncini, parmesan and basil. It was Jake’s favorite. The first time we visited this place, Jake called dibs on the cheesiest pizza and they did get us the cheesiest one. Since then, Jake, Alex and I ordered this pizza every time we were out for lunch or simply getting take-outs.