Love And Gelato Age Rating Novels & Stories

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Every other thing present on this kid looked somewhat different from her mom, but because of their closeness you can tell the relationship. The little girl began backing up to run back the same way she came in, but she smacked into someone. " Oww, sowie-" She finally looks up to see who she walked into " Mr Gulimo " Honest truth? The kid's cute. Guillermo laughed and ran his hands through her almost waist length hair before replying. " No worries kiddo. You summoned me your highness?" He faked a bow in her direction and earned himself a giggle. " Oh yes, I require a cupcake please "

As lovely as they looked amongst the bite wounds and bruises, he could only imagine how beautiful they’d be against perfect skin. He quickly washed the dirt from her face. She was so lovely to look at, and young. He guessed her to be around Melody’s age. She was as lovely as Melody, only fairer. His hands shook as he carefully cleaned the wounds on her firm breasts with a water-soaked rag. He had to change the water in the bowl several times before he’d managed to wash away all of the blood and dirt from the gaping wounds. The bite marks didn’t look nearly as bad once cleaned, but they were still angry. He took a moment to study her soft, yet firm, mounds before he forced himself to get

It was a typical day. "Hey Layla, see that guy on table four? He looks way hot." Carmen was always oogling the guys that came to the coffee shop. Crushing was like a hobby to her but it made work all the more fun for Layla. "Carmen, that's the fifth guy today,"said Layla with a smirk, "you seriously need to calm down. You can't have them all you know." " I know. Pero es tan guapo." She said dreamily. She looked like a silly school girl.

I pulled out Angie’s gelato and picked out a small bowl. Three scoops in and I was ready for my midnight snack. It always seemed never finishing so I was sure she wouldn’t mind if I helped myself to more scoops. Let’s see if Angie makes good gelato. I put my spoon in my mouth and moved the gelato around as it melted, like the proper food critic that I was. “Could use toppings.” I gave my final verdict to thin air. An idea blossomed in my head. I shook my head and took another spoon. I will NOT be pouring ketchup on my gelato.

Ten-year-old Rhett Grimfang glared at me. I was just about to turn and leave when the hem of my gown became stuck at the corner of the table, tearing it open with a loud rip. "You scheming she-wolf! That was the dress my mother loved most!" Rhett's eyes were red as he stared at me with hatred. "Rhett… you're lying. Sylvia loved gowns inlaid with moonstone crystals. How could she possibly have cherished this plain, old white dress?"

Michelle’s POV Three Years Later It was around 4:30 p.m. I was rounding up for the day at my new company when my phone beeped. I’m outside — Leo. I smiled at the screen, grabbed my bag, and waved everyone goodnight. There he was, waiting for me, looking effortlessly handsome, his soft brown eyes found me quickly as he leaned casually against his black Benz. “I’ve missed you,” he said as I got close. He wrapped his arms gently around my waist and we kissed

I teased, and he laughed. "This place." I gestured at the view. "Perfect spot for some big, glossy romance movie. The scene where the man finally proposes. People would eat it up in the cinema." "You really do read too many romance novels." "Shut up." "Let me taste yours," I said, nodding at his gelato. "No." I started singing. "Sharing is caring. Sharing is caring. Can you share?" "No." Ignoring him, I dipped my spoon into his cup and let out a moan at the taste.

~GUILIA’S POV~ Rocco went to get our gelato, while I picked a table under a tree where we could see the playground. A few kids were chasing each other around, sticky hands and chocolate-stained cheeks. Their laughter rang loud in the warm air. A few minutes later, Rocco returned with two cups of gelato. Mine was pistachio with caramel swirls. His was lemon with a scoop of berry compote on top. I licked it immediately and moaned. “Oh my God. I think I’m in love.”

She muttered and he chuckles. “ Wait till you see it from above,but first,let's get some gelato.” Seeing him like this made her want to forget how she had gotten here. He seems like an ordinary and harmless Italian guy. Fun and flirty but she knew the man beneath the fascade. He slip his hand into her tugging gently and she followed him as they joined a line at a small gelateria. Yasmine chose a pistachio and lemon while Luca went for dark chocolate. They strolled with cones in hand weaving through the crowds until the Ponte Vecchio came into view