Love And Gelato Series Novels & Stories

Familiar, gentle, and terrifying in its simplicity. He cleared his throat first. “So, uh, gelato?” She laughed. “Yes, please as off our daily evening routine.” --- They walked down to the corner stand, where an old man named Lorenzo served scoops the size of mountains. Rhea picked pistachio, Fenrak went for triple chocolate, and by the time they sat on the park bench, both had dripped half their order onto their hands. “This is ridiculous,” Rhea said, licking her fingers.

Gelsomina laughed bitterly, her voice dripping with mockery. Her gaze fell on me, dripping with a venomous stare. "It's all because of her! If not for her, you would never have said you didn't love me!" Tommaso carefully took a step forward. "Gelsomina, you're right," he said, his voice softened. "I was wrong. I shouldn't have treated you that way." Gelsomina froze, a glimmer of hope flashing through her eyes. "You mean..." Tommaso lied, "I still love you. I've always loved you. She just confused me."

Just then, the sky lit up in the distance. Starla looked up. It was a drone show. Hundreds of drones filled the night sky, forming a massive glowing message: “Congratulations to Mr. Xavier Lloyd and Ms. Wendy Scott on their wedding!” The dazzling display of love and celebration left Starla completely speechless. She stood there for a while, just watching. Then, she turned and walked away alone. She went to the laboratory. The staff was already waiting for her. “Are you ready to go?” Professor Zimmer asked. “Just a second.”

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?"

“It’s just that there is such thin line between love and hate.” “Nope, not this one. No love, no line. Just pure hatred.” “Are you sure? What if what you call ‘hate’ is just a deep liking for Dominic buried in your subconscious?” Imogen asked, a teasing smile on her face. Maeve narrowed her eyes at her. “No, Imogen, just….no.” “Fine. I won’t say I told you so when it happens.” “Nothing is going to happen, Imogen. Seriously, what have you been watching?”

And I'm just bitter enough to do it, too. I walk over to the counter and Finley bends over to check out all of the flavors. My gaze zeroes in on her pert, little ass which I find much more interesting than the gelato. My cock twitches behind my zipper and I force myself to drag my eyes away from the tempting sight. Moving up beside her, I release a low breath and pretend to look at the gelato. "Ooh, these all look so good," she gushes.

Hey friends! Thank you so much for reading Love in the Time of Quarantine. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you. 1. If you are interested in what I listen to while I’m writing, you can find my playlist “Creative Juices” on Spotify. I love all different kinds of music, so there's a little something for everyone. 2. Other books on GoodNovel: Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)

I said. "Cool. All you need to do is.." he said and made a call. In a second, Chorlette came. "You have to make her your girlfriend" he said. I was shocked. Chorlette was looking at the ground. "W-what? Why are you doing this to her? You know I don't love her. She'll only suffer if she stays with me!" I said. "That's the thing. You gotta love her" "You can't make someone love someone like that! What else can I expect from someone like you? Nothing more than a piece of shit. How can I expect you to know the meaning of love?"

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

“You are a fool to fall for this guy. He’s nothing. You have a huge status in this pack. You’re strong and a well-respected one. You don’t have to settle for less.” “In regards, Mister. I did not love Catherine for her power. I love her and I…” I cut Gelo off. I have to say this. If now now, when? “I love him. And he loves me better than you do. I cannot compare Gelo to you because I don’t love you. And I never did.” He spit on the ground. His face was plastered with disappointment or maybe anger. I really don’t care. I know in my heart and soul, that’s the thing that he deserves.