Love & Gelato Novels & Stories

"I like that. I approve. Now let's get ready to start the betting." Riley didn't want to lose either, she picked up her spoon and glared at the gelato in front of her. When they agreed on the race's start time, they immediately popped the gelato into their mouths. The expressions of the two of them immediately changed, frozen with wide eyes and looking at each other, it was so adorable. Riley didn't expect the taste to be so strange, the moment the gelato entered her mouth, she immediately felt dizzy with the strong mint taste. Her lips were spicy and cold. Strange.

My stomach starts growling at the smell of all my favorite foods, but first I want to see all of this and make sure it's real. "Come on! Kum Pao chicken, with extra peanuts? Butter asparagus? Lobster bites? What the hell, Elliot?" I ask, not believing this. And I open the last containers, "Tangerine, red velvet and dark chocolate gelato! This is... How?" "But, do you like it?” he presses, finally walking towards me, where I'm still losing my mind. I'm not used to feeling this kind of happiness lately. It feels familiar but strange.

Emily pulled him by the hand, Justin following as his eyes locked on her hand holding his wrist. The heart booth was tucked near a cluster of rose-toned lanterns and pastel streamers, shaped like a valentine popped into real life. Inside, the floor was glittered in soft sparkles, and a camera perched above waited for couples to enter and pose. The gelato crew handed each of them a wrist sticker—a paper heart with the words “Sweet Pair.” Emily peeked inside the booth and giggled. “Oh, this is straight-up cheesy.” Justin grinned. “Cheese and gelato—solid combo.”

The sign read Gelato Dreams, and the smell of sugar and vanilla greeted us before we even stepped inside. Andrew let me order first. I chose something nice—lavender and honey, curious to see if it would taste as delicate as it sounded. He raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “You’re brave,” he said, taking his own choice: dark chocolate with chili. “You’ll need to taste mine too.” I smirked, teasing him. “Chili in ice cream? That’s… dangerous.” “Life’s dangerous,” he said with a shrug, leaning closer to watch me take the first tentative bite of my lavender gelato.

The ravioli was my favorite. When I was really full, we went back to the car, but not before stopping at an ice cream shop to buy gelato. It was delicious. I had a red fruit one, and Jaden had a pistachio one. “Next stop, Branco delle Anime,” he said, with a thick accent. I pressed my legs together, feeling my body react to his deep voice. “I love hearing you talk like that,” I whispered. He winked and growled at me, pulling me in for a kiss. “Stop teasing me.”

I look into his eyes and despite the water still falling down on us, I can see the difference between his tears and the water rolling down his cheeks. "Please stay." I whisper and move closer to him. I place my lips onto his for the softest and longest kiss I've ever given. Throwing all my feelings in it until I can't hold back the small sob breaking through. He wraps his arms around me and holds me so thight I nearly can't breath, but right now I can't imagine something I'd want more than this. "I've missed you, Bells." "I did too, Josh. So much." He nuzzles his nose in my neck and mumbles, "Bella?" I hum at him and kiss his shoulder. "I love you." "Joshua?" I mutter back, "I love you, too.

I love you. *

All my love, Celine <3

My mother called me one Saturday evening to her room, "we shall be paying a visit to somewhere in the city." She told me. That sunday about 3 p.m. we entered a public transport mode and straight away to the Crimson park. She bought two pairs of snacks, one for me and the other for her, as we look the snacks, we loiter around the pack and talk, "Paloma," my mother called me, "you must be careful with the boys that come around you. Be careful not to look into the eyes of any boy, you could be hypnotized by a love potion they have applied on their eyes, be careful not drink any drink offered to you by any one, you could be a victim of the love potions." "Mummy, how does this work, I mean? Does

"Yeah I know. Heard it closed down today, permanently, due to some electrical hazard or something." Layla stared at the list. She had never in her life seen such a diverse and specific order. There were two cappuccinos, one with cream and one with two pumps of caramel, a frappe with goats milk, a strong black coffee, two mochas without sugar, three cafe au laits, two affogates, two double espressos, a flat white and a latte with a heart shaped latte art. She really had her work cut out for her. "Why you staring at the order for," said Carmen. "Hurry up! They'll pick it up by 12 noon."