Novel Ice Cream Novels & Stories

It's a wonderful delicacy to be enjoyed during any season if you wished, but is the best when eaten during the hot summer season. I unconsciously cracked a smile on myself when I had a bite. Now that’s a nice flavour dancing in my mouth. Having just one wasn’t enough. Maybe I’ll have the caramel flavour next. “This is amazing.” I heard Clairmont comment. “How is it possible to incorporate these tastes in one simple cold delicacy? I have had an ice cream before, but they never tasted this milky.” “There’s ice cream in this world?” My words muffled in between my bites on the ice cream.

The soft glow of the overhead lights bathed the place in a warm ambiance. Finally, they reached the counter and received their ice cream cones. The cold, creamy treat felt delightful against their tongues, sending shivers of pleasure through their taste buds. Andrea's ice cream was a swirl of chocolate and vanilla, while D'Andre had a scoop of rich, velvety chocolate.

He glanced at the caller ID and stood up. “I need to take this,” he said. Miranda took out her phone and snapped a few pictures of Mia. Then Mia noticed a little girl at the neighboring table. In front of her sat a uniquely shaped ice cream. Mia stared at it for a moment, clearly lost in thought. “What are you thinking about?” Miranda asked gently when she noticed Mia had gone quiet. “Mom, I’ve had that ice cream before,” Mia said. Miranda’s expression stiffened slightly. That kind of ice cream was only found in restaurants in Danesia. It wasn’t available back home.

Ice cream is the only thing that truly makes me feel better it's like the cold matches my frozen heart. "Hey, ice cream brain! I’m talking to you!" Mia snaps her fingers at me, snapping me out of my daydream. What is seriously wrong with me? This isn’t the worst thing that’s happened, but it’s by far the weirdest. I’m already eating ice cream why am I still thinking about it?

I quickly turned around while awkwardly playing with my wig hair and muttered, "Nothing." My gaze settled on only one ice cream in his hand and I asked dejectedly, "You bought only one ice cream?" He just shrugged and licked the lavender coloured ice cream which looked creamy and delicious. "Which flavour?" "Berry Mash. Consists a mixture of all sorts of berries and these--- " "Can I have a taste?" I asked and smiled sheepishly. He stretched his hand out which was wrapped around the cone. I gladly took it and licked it once. Twice. Thrice.

He gave her a smile. "Well, you don't know that Mango is my favorite fruit, so I chose the Mango flavor ice cream. I didn't choose because you had chosen the Mango flavor ice cream, I chose the Mango flavor of ice cream because it's my favorite. Why did you choose the Mango flavor of ice cream instead of Vanilla, Chocolate and Uber flavor, huh?" Niccolo said, explaining why he chose the Mango flavor ice cream. She rolled her eyes before she speaks to him.

Lan asked as we settled down on his motorbike. "Yes, please." I grinned. We went to a small place called Gelato and shared a waffle cone with chocolate icecream. I also bought some oreo sandwiches for Aiden because I knew he loved them. What icecream did Mariano like? Probably something dark, like Dark Sin. Weird name for an icecream flavor, I know. I bought a tub of that too. "Since when do you like icecream that is as bitter as black coffee -" Landon asked, but was cut off by the boy who was working the counter. "It also has chocolate syrup."

It seemed like a lifetime ago. "Max! That's too big of a bite." I looked over to a marvelously designed ice cream stand, where Nikolai, Roman, and Mila were engrossed in their frozen delights. The stand itself looked like it was straight out of a fairy tale, with silver swirls and golden stars shimmering around its canopy and ethereal lights floating like fireflies. An array of exotic flavors, some even glowing faintly, were displayed decadently. Mila, her face smeared with strawberry ice cream, was gleefully trying to get a taste of Roman's triple-vanilla cone. Beside them, Max looked on with keen interest, licking his lips, clearly yearning for another taste.

He had no inkling that a new Alpha had taken over the territory. And Brandon intended to take over much more than just the ice delivery. Ever the silent guardian, Brandon grabbed a fresh glass and poured chilled water over the ice cubes. He kicked off his shoes as he approached the bed, coming up behind Lyon with a single ice cube held between his fingers. "Mm. Thank you," Lyon purred, still staring at the city lights as Brandon reached around him to offer the glass. He sipped with his usual elegance at first, then drank with a visible greed until the glass was empty. "God. That is extraordinary."

“Impression? Don’t be ridiculous.” “Uh-huh,” he said, waving a spoon at me. “Have never seen you this mad since high school… and the last time you had a crush on that dude.” I ignored him and dug into the ice cream, trying to calm down. Every spoonful was a tiny relief, a moment to just breathe. But even as I sat there, a part of me couldn’t stop thinking about Hale…his piercing gaze, that smug smirk, the way he made my chest tighten without even touching me.