Novel Ice Cream Phoenix Az Novels & Stories

Or so I tell myself. By the time I finish the east wing, my back is aching and my hands are raw. At the end of the shift, my sneakers echo through the empty, gothic halls of Briarwood as I go to leave. The campus is beautiful under the moonlight, the fresh snow sparkling like crushed diamonds, but I don’t stop to look. I keep my head down, my hood pulled low. When I reach my dorm, I already know what to expect. I flinch when I hear the faint thumping of bass coming from my floor. My roommate, Jax, is probably hosting another pre-game party. I just want to disappear into my bunk and pretend I don't exist.

“Are you sure you don’t eat too much of that already, my love?” “Just shut up, and I want a tiramisu ice cream.” “We’ll stop in the ice cream shop, don’t worry. Enough of that, princess.” “Phoenix, we’re three eating of these candies, and it’s not even enough.” “I know, but I don’t want you to have a tummy ache.” “Ugh!” She rolls her eyes. “You worry too much.” “Of course, I do. Now, I have the three of you to worry about.”

" She said as she arranged the flowers in a vase. "Hang in there pretty flowers." She said and smiled sweetly at the flowers neatly kept in the vase. "Wow, this ice cream is from Tixco." She literally screamed and jumped in excitement. "But come to think of it, this ice cream is so expensive and so are the chocolates. Even this book is rare and difficult to come by. Anonymous has to be someone rich and most likely a guy but then I wish he left a cue or something." Dahila said thoughtfully.

Aiden laughs from his corner. "You have had nothing to eat this morning. Not like I care, but I haven't either, which I do care about. So..." "Fine." I looked out the window, spotting the driver shaking his head a few times. **** TOM'S PIZZA PLACE. "A pizzeria?" We chorused then jeer. "They have ice cream, a coffee stand, and a pizza palace. If you want, there's a food stand as well for tacos." I jerked my head.

“Yes, that’s a mall.” “No, houses don’t float.” “I think that’s a radio station.” “No, birds don’t pay rent.” Their laughter filled the car like music. Then— “There!” Maya pointed out the window. “Ice cream team!” I followed her finger and saw a small roadside stand with a bright umbrella and a handwritten ICE CREAM sign. “Can we pleeease?” she begged. I turned toward her instantly. “No ice cream in the morning, Maya.” She pouted dramatically. But before she could protest, Desmond spoke up.

I don't know if I'd fit in especially in that type of gathering. As we arrived at a tall building, Zachary got out and offered me his hand. I took it, feeling a spark of electricity as his fingers wrapped around mine. We entered a luxurious ice cream parlor that was also in the building, the decor sleek and modern. This is by far the fanciest ice cream shop I've ever been to. Zachary motioned for me to sit, and I sank into the plush chair that was there. "I'll have my assistant send you the details," he said, his eyes never leaving mine. "I expect to see you at the party Kimberly."

Instead, I turned away and faced Carlos, fighting for every cell in my body to ignore the sexy, possessive man who was watching me from above. “So, have you decided on which ice cream place we are going to go to and what flavor we are going to get?” Carlos smiled. His initial shock had vanished into thin air and his handsome look and warm brown eyes were glowing in the evening sun. "Des Moines Ice Cream Parlor.” What was this boy's problem? "Isn't that the most expensive ice cream einntye city that has over a million different flavours?” He nodded and the grin on his face grew wider and wider. I began to feel that he was only taking me to expensive places to try and impress me.

"Shall we go in already?" She could see Sebastian taking a relieved sigh before nodding and getting out of the car. When they stood at the counter, the lady who was supposed to take orders was gawking at them. "The place is famous for shaved ice cream. Try this one, that's my favorite." He pointed at the board. "Alright, what flavor?" She asked. "It's condensed milk." My eyes lit up. "Condensed milk?" I smiled. "You like it?" "I love condensed milk."

Beatrice cried out. “This fellow has earned a lot of money recently. I bet he spent it all to buy a luxury car just to woo Zendaya,” Beatrice added. Mona was equally surprised. “Let’s follow them and see,” she said. Soon, they followed Alex’s Aston Martin to a restaurant not too far away. When they looked up, they saw that it was Phoenix Restaurant. “It’s Phoenix Restaurant, one of the top five fine dining restaurants in California. A glass of water would cost a few hundred dollars in this restaurant,” Mona said, staggered.

I open the door of the car for Laura and we walk into the ice cream shop across the street with the large bold neon sign in front of it that reads 'Brandy's'. It is Fiona's favorite ice cream shop. She always got ice cream from this shop at least once a week. She had a very sweet tooth. I had always told her to cut down on sweets because it could be dangerous to her health. I would have just let her eat all the sweets she wanted if I knew her life would be this fleeting.