Novel Ice Cream Mesa Novels & Stories

"Really?! Did you see how fast it flew?!" "I saw it! It was supersonic!" I laughed, running out onto the field to join them, hugging both of my boys tightly. To celebrate Jim's historic (albeit backwards) athletic debut, we skipped the post-game team juice boxes and drove straight to the town's most famous old-fashioned ice cream parlor. We ordered a legendary, monstrous creation known as the Volcano Sundae—three giant scoops of chocolate and vanilla ice cream buried under a mountain of hot fudge, whipped cream, crushed Oreos, rainbow sprinkles, and a sparkler shooting golden fire out of the top.

“What?” “Ice cream.” Milagros frowned. Ice cream. Tuesday. Chaos. Ice cream? Ayden set the containers on the table. The sweet aroma hit her like a memory. She opened hers. Dulce de leche with extra chocolate chips. Wafers. No sauce. Her chest softened without permission. “How… did you know?” Ayden rested one hand on the desk. “You’ve liked it forever. When we were fifteen, it was the last ice cream we had together. The ice cream shop on the Rambla… remember?”

The clubs continued with each bringing something unique to the stage, from the Hoverboard Club, Video Game Club, to the Environmental Club, whose representative spoke with animals. The variety surprised me as there were more clubs than I had initially anticipated. Then, the moment I had been waiting for finally arrived, the Ice Hockey Club. The room turned quiet as they entered. I watched with my mouth slightly agape, a roughly six feet plus male student made his way to the podium. I didn't see him in the booth a while ago, I was sure I wouldn't miss a person with such a big body and powerful aura. His six teammates stood behind him, all with serious expressions.

My uncomplicated ice cream plan. "Mama," Madison says as I slide into the passenger seat. "Is Uncle Morton going to marry Aunt Scarlett again?" "Maybe, baby." "Can you marry the same person twice?" "Apparently." "That's weird." "Yes it is." My mother starts the engine. "Ice cream?" "Ice cream," I confirm. "The place on Amsterdam with the—" "CHOCOLATE CHUNKS," Alexander shouts. "Indoor voice, baby." "But I'm excited!" "Indoor excited voice."

“We’re not going back yet.” I blinked. “Where are we going then?” She tilted her head toward a brightly lit storefront tucked between two designer outlets. The neon sign read Frost Haven Ice Cream & Café. The window display showed a dozen pastel-colored tubs lined in a neat row, with towers of cones beside them. The air that drifted out when someone opened the door was cool, sweet, and heavy with the scent of vanilla. “Seriously?” I asked, incredulous. “Ice cream?” Alice’s grin widened. “You look like you need it.”

“What do you think I should get?” I look up at the maid. “The Silverpaw Creamery is working on some new seasonal flavours today. Why don’t you bring us a small platter of samples for each one? And bring two large scoops of the dark coffee cream for the lady right now. Also, pack two large jars in a cold leather bag for us to take to the estate.” “I will get that right away, Alpha,” the maid says, bowing her head. “Oh! Coffee ice cream?” Zara says, pressing both of her hands over her large chest. “My poor heart cannot take this much happiness.”

Has the taste of Ice cream ever been acidic in your mouth, so bad that you had to force it down your throat? Well, that's how Marcelo felt when he swallowed the Ice cream he was being spoon-fed by his niece. The man needed a break from everything and everyone but there he was, at an ice cream shop with his only niece, knowing so well she'd feel terrible if he told her 'No' and trying so hard to win the best uncle's awards when his heart felt like complete trash

She stated tapping me on my right shoulder. "Ouuucch"I exclaimed feigning pain. "That didn't even hurt,now get up"She chuckled. "Okay,fine let's go"I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face. We got to Crunchies,I must commend that this fast food is really amazing when it comes to Ice cream department,just one taste and you are already addicted. We were waiting on a line to get the ice-creams when I sighted Jace and a girl laughing and eating together on a table.

I squeal with excitement. 'Yay! Thank you!' I say, wrapping my arms around him. Entering the ice creamery, a lovely shop assistant named Maisie greets us. 'Alpha. Luna. How can I help you?' Maisie asks. I look at the wafer cones and the different ice cream flavours in the glass cabinet. 'I'll have the triple-scoop cone: one scoop of chocolate, one scoop of mint, one scoop of vanilla, and one scoop of the rainbow, please. Make it massive!' I tell Maisie. I surprised Ryker with my order.

“Now, let’s go before I change my mind and make you pay for your own ice cream.” The moment we stepped into Creamy Bliss, the warm, sweet scent of vanilla and fresh waffle cones wrapped around us like a cozy hug. “This place is still the best,” Marrissa said, looking at the colorful display of ice cream flavors. “Yeah, yeah,” I said. “Just pick your poison before I end up buying the whole store.” She hummed, deep in thought, as if she was making a life-altering decision. “Hmm… do I want a double chocolate brownie or salted caramel?”