Epic Pizza Novels & Stories

“Don’t knock it until you try it.” I’d rather starve, thank you.” He makes a show of shoving a bite into his mouth and chewing on it with a look of pure bliss. I shake my head, laughing as I pick up a slice from my tray. “Oh my goodness,” I mumble with my mouth full, my eyes widening as the flavors hit me all at once. “It’s amazing.” “Told ya,” Julian shrugs. “Gio’s pizza has the secret sauce. And his pineapple toppings are the best. You should—”

They were mostly junks, but junks are food right? “Give me back my pizza!” Vanessa screamed as Jericho finally managed to pull her away. Everyone laughed at her. The man, whose name was Crusoe, took the box to the counter and Shem, Terry, and Jericho hurried to join him. Vanessa sat helplessly as she watched them devour it. “What if it's poisoned?” she asked angrily. “It would be a victorious death then,” Shem stated and they all laughed. “Come have a taste, Olive. Aly's make the very best pizza in the whole of Aspen City,” Jericho beckoned on her.

What’s your go-to order then, Miss Traditional? Elise: Pepperoni and extra cheese. Simple and reliable. Unlike some people who put fruit on pizza 😏 I chuckle under my breath. The conversation started days ago under the excuse of planning a surprise for Diane which hasn’t even happened yet. But it’s drifted to a natural and easy relationship online. She’s opening up more. Now she tells little jokes, complains about long days and I get small glimpses into her life. It’s exactly what I need. I need her to get so comfortable that she gives me all the information I need about Richard without anything coming off as suspicious to her.

Albot and Blake bring the bags to my hummer while Alice, Marcie and I head inside, the smell of the wood fire over hitting us the moment we step inside. “Hey Crys, did you get some apples?” Cara calls out from the cash as soon as she sees us, a smile on my friend’s face. “Yeah, Albot is bringing them to the car now with Blake. What’s the feature pizza today?” I smile as the blonde comes to join us, an order form and a pen in hand as Marcie and Alice takes a cart, ready to fill it with goodies and cider. “ABC Pizza. It has Apples, Bacon and Cheddar on it.” She answer. I smile, the feature sounding like a great idea.

He is the titleholder of the world's largest pizza-maker. "Good morning, what's your order?" I asked the person in front of me. He's been looking at the menu for about fifteen minutes now and seems like he can't decide what to eat. "One large Hawaiian pizza, five stretò vlint, no ice please, five blinchè desserts, and cauffèn overload for five people, that's it. How much is it?" I typed all of it on the computer then looked at him again. "That was three thousand five hundred, Sir," I said. Arche popped out of nowhere and I almost hit Maerchie's tray.

Who was the father of her pup? Why was she a single mother? Whether he died or left her? "We’ve launched two new varieties of spicy pizzas. I will suggest you try that." The cashier suggested this when Felicity ordered cheese-burst pizzas. "Thank you, but these pizzas are for the kids, and most of them are not habitual to spicy things." "Oh, then how about you buy them for you and your husband?" The cashier still tried to sell it. Husband? My heart fluttered at that remark, but it didn’t last long because Felicity corrected her immediately.

she said. The waitress was eyeing me and wouldn’t stop to look at Steph. She cleared her throat to get her attention. “We’ll have a large deep dish with pepperoni, mushrooms, and black olives, and a large antipasto salad with an order of bread sticks,” she smiled. I brought my finger up and rested it on my lips, “Do you actually think I’m going to eat that pizza?” “I don’t think you are; I know you are,” she smiled.

But in this case, she was actually glad to talk about those. “oh yeah!” Gracie turned to face her. “he really is Andre.” “Huh? Tell me about it.” “that day when you went to see your Eddie guy, I decided to have my own party. I ordered pizza from that CHESTNUT PIZZARIA, he ended up being my dilivery guy.” “huh?” Emma asked faking cuiousity. “Oh damn, you know that part already.” Gracie muttered. Emma chuckled loudly and she hit her.

‘That’s enough, I lost. Eric touched his forehead. In the end, he succumbed to Eugene’s cuteness. He felt like he would be the devil if he did not help him. “Do you eat pizza?” Eugene looked at his father. Astonishment flashed through the blue eyes of the boy who faced him. “P-Pizza?” “Yes, Pizza.” Eugene’s eyes soon calmed down, coldly. “My tummy did not growl because I am hungry,” he snapped back quite fiercely.

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