Good Pizza Great Pizza Chapter 5 Novels & Stories

Finally. I shoot up and dash to the door. And guess what I find? One slice of my pizza is halfway gone in Mr. Gorgeous's hungry mouth, with the pizza guy completely dumbfounded, like he's caught in a cosmic prank. He just stands there, holding the box with a question mark on his face. And Axel? God help me, I'm gonna kill him. “Evening, girlfriend," he says as he munches on another slice. A huge bite meant to send steam out of my face. “What? I was hungry. And you know how long it takes you to get to the door. I was just doing a quality control check.”

CHAPTER 30 MIRA The pizzeria was alive with the hum of conversation, the clatter of plates, and the warm smell of melted cheese and fresh dough. Mira sat in a corner booth, her dad across from her, his grin wide as he slid a slice of pepperoni pizza onto her plate. Miss Katy sat beside him, her laughter mixing with the jukebox’s soft rock tune as she recounted a story about burning her first attempt at homemade pizza. For a moment, Mira felt like she could breathe, the weight of the anonymous messages and the guy in the black hoodie fading under the glow of the neon signs.

Chapter 3 Chase carried the pizzas in and set them on the counter. “Pizza’s here, Matty!” he called. “Awesome. So what’d you think of town?” Matt asked. “It’s small as shit, man,” Chase laughed, tossing his friend a garlic butter. They each grabbed four pieces of pepperoni pizza and headed for the living room. Ellie joined them and sat next to Matt on the couch. “So, who’s up for watching some TV?” she asked.

I hissed. "I'll call you later." I casually uttered. "Uhm," He responded with half a laugh. I hung up the call. Thorn was making his way to our table. I know that he was concerned or better to say have pity on me. He put down the try that contains our food. He knitted his jeans before sitting on the chair in a vacant chair in front of me. I could see he had his silent prayer before he bit the pizza. I could not help, but smile. I also had my silent prayer before devouring a slice of pepperoni pizza. Back then, I was just eating the basic pizza, I mean you can never go wrong with a classic. It was usually had some combination of different ingredients, the olive oils, olives, tomato, mozzarell

With a playful clink of their glasses, they exchanged a silent promise of shared moments and delightful indulgence. Taking a bite of the Quattro Formaggi pizza, Emma's eyes closed in bliss as she let out an involuntary, pleasurable moan. The medley of flavors, from the four cheeses to the juicy chicken sausage and the fragrant basil, was a symphony on her palate. Shawn, taken by surprise, nearly choked on his juice, yet he couldn't help but be entranced by her enjoyment. Her sheer delight was intoxicating, and he couldn't tear his gaze away from her.

Fauzia pushed her hand away as the surface of her pizza was filled with mustard. “That’s too boring let’s double the toppings.” They hadn’t complained at Zariyah yet, she turned the wheel and it stopped at the gogurt. Fauzia put the gogurt on her pizza, she only put a little on it because she knew it would not taste good. Because she knew that Lystra was starving, she put the remaining gogurt in her mouth. She folded the pizza like a sandwich, as she took a bite of the pizza they all waited for her in awe.

I peeked up at Pazzi only to see him scowling at me, knowing what I wanted. I pouted and flipped the page so that I could see their pizzas. I decided to go with the ’seafood miracle’, it did indeed sound like a miracle. Once we had ordered, we got our drinks served. Pazzi ordered a cola with a lemon slice and I ordered their chocolate milkshake, just like yesterday. ”You really are stuck to your ways aren't ya?” He said sarcastically as he looked at me with boredom. ”Have you tried this? If that pizza is a miracle then this is a fucking unicorn,” I said as I took a big gulp of the shake.

She asked as this one was slowly coming off, because of the body difference. "No, what's wrong with that one?" "Falling off." She told him taking a seat on the bed as he placed one of the pizza on a plate giving it to her, she thanked him. "Then take it off." She shook her head. "It's ok the shirt will cover your body." "Later turn on the TV." And he did just that. - End o Chapter 22: Auction -

“Just you wait, kapre. Once I shed the pounds, you’ll be the first to see my chiseled body.” “Gross, bro,” Jeff quipped, popping open the box. The first thing that greeted them was the glorious sight of bubbling, molten cheese. The pizza joint was right across the street—fresh out of the oven. Deewee opened his mouth for another jab, but Phillian clapped a hand on his shoulder. “He’s just messing with you. Use it as motivation. And yeah—when the day comes that you’ve slimmed down, Jeff gets the grand reveal first.”

I didn't want to keep the despatch rider waiting. His bike was packed a few meters from the entrance of the estate’s ground floor where our living room was. He wasn't even looking at me, so I walked closer to him. He was bent over, it seemed he was tapping some dirt off his shoe on the other end. “Hello, good morning–” I greeted with a meek tone. I was just so happy to get this pizza. It was one of my favorites from the popular fast food giant, Gosez. He drew out a gun, I fell under his hand which pulled over in a flash.