Ice Cream Ice Cream Man Novels & Stories

When she reached his shirt from behind, suddenly she was hit by someone on her neck and she's blackout after that. … "What flavor do you want, sir?" a man with a white hat asking him with a happy face. "One scoop chocolate flavor, a scoop for vanilla and strawberry, and one scoop for matcha." He said while smiling back to the man. "Total is 8 dollars." that man said and he went to prepared his ice cream after Aaron pay him. "Thank you, sir, come again," he said and handed him his three-set of ice cream. Take the ice cream cone from the seller's hand, he walks back to the bench where Hazel and Asher sit earlier.

"If you really want it, you’ll get it. I’m in good standing with Connor—the manager—and he knows I wouldn’t bring anyone he couldn’t trust." He would do that… "Damn, man. Thank you." He winked. "What are neighbors for?" The chatter in the club dimmed as our gazes shifted to the entrance. "There he is," the MC announced cheerfully, "the man of the hour, Domenico Mercaldi!" He was really the man of the hour. Goddamn, wealth never looked so majestic. Slicked-back hair, a hardened face marked by a few scars but still charming. Had to be the smile...

The stadium lights were bright, cutting through the late afternoon haze, casting long shadows across the ice. The crowd’s energy buzzed like electricity, fans waving banners and chanting, their voices swelling into a roar that felt almost tangible. After weeks of chaos, betrayal, and uncertainty, today was different. Today, Atticus would skate again—not just for himself, but for everyone who had stood by him, and most importantly, for Sheila.

I said slowly trying so hard to not give myself out, silence creeps in stepping out of the door, he slowly sits on a chair opposite mine, not saying a word just looking at me, I couldn't look away this time, his eyes knew how to trap a girl " I bought ice cream" he said handing over a cup of ice cream to me, it was chocolate flavor, tears drop fall from my eyes of course he knows my favorite flavor, scooping a little in my mouth, the iced flavor makes me smile, I wished Valerie was here she would definitely be yapping about something right now, " I just knew her for a few hours, I should have kept her up that night" tears rolling down my face, I couldn't control them again.

Her mouth watered at the thought of something sweet and freezing. Kaila looked down the block. A white truck with colorful pictures turned the corner. Bright letters spelled out “The Ice Cream Man” on the side. She raised her hand and waved. The truck slowed and stopped right in front of her building. The side window slid open. A man leaned out with a friendly smile. He looked strong. His arms showed muscles under a tight white t-shirt. Sweat made his skin shine a little. Dark hair fell across his forehead. His eyes were a deep brown that seemed to pull her in.

IT WAS A GUN OF MURDER' I went straight for the freezer for the ice cream but couldn't find so I yelled 'WHERE IS THE FUCKING ICE CREAM? The man sitting opposite him muttered 'bottom behind the frozen peas.' 'Oh my God, there is ice cream.' I said pouting. I mean could you have blamed me; I had just found the love of my life in my hands. I have to be careful; couldn't hurt my precious baby, now can we? I put some chocolate, some mint chocolate, some cookie and cream flavour into an ice cream cup. Yummy. Looked fucking delicious. I got on the counter and tasted the ice cream.

I pointed and Dante nodded, we ran to the store and pointed at the flavor we wanted “You guys are such a beautiful couple” The man said happily and gave us an ice cream to taste “Uhhh thank you” We said to him and took the ice cream And damn the ice cream tastes so good “This is so nice” I said to the man “Thanks dear I'm glad you like it” “We need six cups” Dante said to him and he quickly packed six cups for us and Dante paid for them, we were about to leave when Dante turned to him “Sir we are best friends not couple”

“I need something cold!” The man looked down at all the flavors of ice cream he had. “We have over fifty flavors of ice cream. What do you need?” Jalefel smacked his forehead. He didn’t mean to blurt that out. “I just need ice cream. My friend is burning up and I need to cool her temperature.” “You’re better off getting her to a hospital.” “I know, and I will, but she needs to lower her temperature first. Just give me some ice cream. Or ice. Just anything that could help in the meantime.”

Leaving the shop, me and Pedro both had a few bags and, deciding that a nice ice cream would be nice, went to one of the ice cream parlors. “What will it be?” the young man with a hat that looked like an ice cream cone turned around on his head, asked. “Well, I will have a sugar cone with a vanilla-strawberry mix, with nut sprinkles, please,” I said to him. Pedro took a normal cone with chocolate. Boring.

Once the car was loaded up, we got in and headed off to the Ice cream parlour that was conveniently located on Main Street. Walking in, the cool air instantly hit you and it felt amazing. I suppose it has to be kept cool otherwise all the Ice Cream would melt. Either way, I told Sarah to go and find somewhere to sit and I’d get the treats in. I ordered and waited for them when I heard a phone go off. I looked over my shoulder and saw it was Sarah’s but paid no attention. ‘Did you want sprinkles?’ The old man behind the counter asked, scooping out Ice Creams into the cones.