Love And Gelato Age Rating นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Seriously? "Here's something for you-" "You can wear that!" I snatched from his hand a t-back with Greece written on it. Why is there such a thing here? I marched out even though the foreign cashier was looking at Klein and me, chasing after each other. "There's Italian gelato here, would you like it?" I glanced at an ice cream stand we passed and then swallowed. Edmund's face irritates me but whenever I think of food... Gelato. "Okay, vanilla-strawberry."

They conversed briefly for a moment before Luca turned back to me. "What flavor would you like to try?" he asked. I scanned the colorful array of gelato, overwhelmed by choices. "Um... I don't know. Could you make a recommendation for me?" Luca nodded. "One stracciatella. And I'll have the pistachio, por favore," he added to the owner. We took our gelato and found a small table outside. I couldn't help but marvel at how different Luca seemed. He was relaxed, normal, goofy even. It was a side of him I had never seen.

Andre said smoothly. She gave a small laugh and nodded. Inside, they ordered scoops in crystal bowls—Vanessa chose pistachio and vanilla, and Andre got espresso and dark chocolate. They sat under a canopy just outside the shop, still sheltered by the red umbrella. The first taste made Vanessa sigh with happiness. “This is amazing,” she murmured, eyes wide. Andre watched her with soft amusement. “You act like it’s your first time eating gelato.” “It kind of is,” she admitted, taking another spoonful.

Leaving Reo who is dead with lice with a million pieces of destruction in his feelings. Reo looked sadly leaving Jack. He said falling in love is never wrong. However, why is the feeling that Reo is experiencing is considered wrong, and disgusting? Worse yet, the one who said that openly was Jack, the idol of the heart for the past two years. "Jack, I'm always trying to get to you. It doesn't matter how you look at me, because I really love you." *** Jack couldn't understand Reo's attitude lately. Reo was like a man Jack no longer knew. Even though it has been ten years the friendship between the two is fine. Unfortunately, their relationship soured when Reo said he was gay.

Remembering tomorrow is Valentine's day he'll have one of the hectic days at school. He denied girls chocolates or love letters. But they won't stop and put it inside his locker or in his desk locker. But what is he to her, an idol, or something, sketching his face like that? The tip of his ears reddened. He got curious and picked the dairy and started flipping through it. It didn't have a name, so he didn't know who she was. He wasn't going to know her either. Not that he keeps track of the girl's love letter. He didn't even read any of them while Elliot always helped himself by eating all the chocolates.

Roseline looked a little surprised at what he had just said, she was expecting that Maria had been a gossip who had sold her out at the slighest whim. " Enough about Maria. Tell me why you kept this from me mom, you promised you were going to lay off the liquor last time i saw you. Now i'm hearing your liver may be having issues?", Andre yelled. He had planned to keep his composure when he spoke to her about this but right here and right now, it simply hurt too much for him to let it slide. " Are you even going to say something?", he continued as he got off the sofa and walked over to where she was lying. He was taken aback by what he saw, all the anger that had been pumping through his vein

"Would you join me for gelato at the café?" Benjamin stood and gently helped Bonita to her feet. They grabbed their belongings, locked up the bridal shop, and got into the car. The gelato café was only a 15-minute drive away. The streets were still bustling at that hour, particularly in the shopping and leisure districts. People flocked to the area after work to unwind with friends, partners, or family.

Today, my eighteenth birthday, was meant for my bonding with James, my fated mate. Instead, the day before, he coldly rejected me, declaring his love for another. Today was their engagement party. The bride, the Chief Elder's daughter, shimmered in an extravagant diamond gown. She was a vision of noble beauty. With the Silver Moon Pack's Alpha unexpectedly deceased, the Chief Elder held the power to appoint the successor. James, driven by ambition, chose the Alpha position over me, a lowly Omega with a sick mother and no influence.

he repeated, like it was a crime. “Yes. Some of us have taste.” He gave me a look that was pure mischief. “Salted caramel is where it’s at, Jules. You’re trying it tonight.” I huffed, dramatic. “No, I won’t….” “Yeah, you will.” We were still bickering when he pulled into Yelli’s parking lot, the big neon sign glowing a bright blue above the glass doors. The second we stepped out, the cold hit me like a punch.

Not just any cherry gelato. That exact one. Hand-churned, tart enough to make your eyes water, served in a paper cup with a tiny wooden spoon. Dante was already sitting up when I rolled over, eyes glowing in the dark. “Tell me,” he said, voice rough from sleep. “Sour cherry gelato. From Gelateria Savoia. Now.” He was out of bed, pulling on jeans before I finished the sentence. “Keys,” he muttered, dialing Malcolm at the same time.