Love And Gelato Series Novels & Stories

Melissa, I arrived home and took a shower. It's also very hot here in Rio. Since it's still early, I'm going to take advantage and prepare a surprise for Ricardo. He arrives tonight. Maybe a dinner? Yes, I've decided on an aphrodisiac dinner. I call my favorite restaurant and place an order for two: blackberry and ginger jam with toast as an appetizer, filet mignon with chef's parmesan cheese risotto as the main course, and truffled honey bread for dessert.

Lexus drove away from the gelato café with Seth walking down his left side. "Do you like tiramisu-flavored gelato, Seth?" asked Lexus. "Of course, yes, young master. This tiramisu flavor is most liked by gelato fans," Seth replied. "What a delicious taste of tiramisu!" Lexus and Seth again traced the path of the Old Arbat while enjoying their respective gelato. Lexus sits on wooden chairs available in public spaces. Seth also sat down by his side. Lexus devoured his bottommost gelato cone. Seth couldn't help but shake his head.

she sighed but leaned into me. “This is what you do to me. This is what you do to all of us.” I whispered, wrapping an arm around her placing a kiss on her neck. “So, did you want that lick?” I asked, offering my gelato. My eyes darkened as her tongue darted out, taking a lick of my lime basil gelato. “Mmm, tasty. Zesty and intense. I didn’t expect to like it, but I do.” she smiled up at me. “Good, but next time order your own.” I winked, leading her out of the shop back to the car.

Evan and Elis sat in the back seat of the rented car, singing random tunes in their childish voices that made Liora laugh every now and then. When they reached the first village, Xavier parked near the local market. “All right, Team Wrenford, today’s mission is to find the best gelato in all of Italy,” he announced. “Yay!” Evan shouted. They wandered through stalls selling olives, honey, and handmade scented soaps. Elis stopped by a flower stand and pointed at a small white rose. “Mommy, this one’s pretty.” “Yes, darling. White roses mean pure love.” Elis looked at her seriously. “Like Daddy’s love for Mommy?”

He wouldn't trade his fiance for the world. "What'd she want? Some good ol' sex." I tease him. "I wish." He says laughing at me as he teasingly pushes me away. "She wanted ice cream and waffles." Chloe, Lucas' fiance, has been pregnant for 6 months and as you can notice, she's been having some midnight cravings for a while now. "Don't get me wrong, I love her so much, but she send me back to make new waffles because the previous ones were too brown." I laugh as I picture Chloe ordering Lucas around all night.

“I said thank you elegantly.” “You curtsied,” Bianna said. “Because I have culture.” I walked over to the island and picked up one of the cups from the cooler still sitting open. The label was neat, ivory white, the lettering embossed. Portland Artisan Gelato. Pistachio Sicilian. Dark Chocolate Sea Salt. Vanilla Bean. Strawberry Mascarpone. Dulce de leche. I stopped at the last flavor. Dulce de leche. Bianna’s eyes followed mine. “That one hasn’t been opened. He said maybe the adults would like it.”

Maria replied. “You know I won’t take back that money,” Regina replied. Aunt Maria laughed briefly and said, “Of course I know, there are other ways I can pay back. By the way, there’s jollof in the kitchen and there is a white synthetic bag containing some groceries I bought, take it, that’s yours.” “Thanks Aunty,” Regina gave a peck at Maria’s face, “What will I do without you.” “Absolutely nothing,” Maria smiled.

He took a slow, deep breath, his broad chest rising and falling. Then, with a chillingly calm expression, he simply reached out, tapped Chad’s stick away from his chest with his own, and skated toward the bench. He didn't fight. He didn't take the bait. "Oh, the ratings on this are going to be historical," Sarah's voice crackled in my ear, filled with greedy delight. "The restraint! The growth! The power of love!" I sank back into my seat, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs.

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

Rhaena's POV So when we passed a gelato shop with a long line of tourists and locals alike, and Alessio asked if I wanted to try some, I said yes enthusiastically. And when he took my hand to pull me through the crowd, I didn't pull away. I let my fingers intertwine with his and pretended it was the most natural thing in the world. We waited in line, standing close together in the cramped shop, studying the display case of colorful gelato flavors. There were so many options - traditional flavors like chocolate and vanilla alongside more exotic ones like lavender honey, fig, ricotta and pear, pistachio, stracciatella.