Pineapple Street Novelas e Histórias

"This pizza parlor looks so different from the usual ones. The people are dressed so differently. The pizza. Omg, It looks so yummy. The topping is perfect olives, little jalapenos, and pepper" that's what I like. Wait why that guy has ordered a pizza with pineapple topping? It's ridiculous. Who does that? Where is this music noise coming from? Is there any pub around and who play blinding lights at this hour? The voice grows louder and louder" I got annoyed and got up from my seat in the pizza parlor. I went outside and saw a boy who was playing loud music in the car. When he turned around I saw his face. It's Sam. "Why are you playing music so loud? I have to leave my pizza. The music is s

CHAPTER 6.1 She gets on my motorbike as she sits behind me before I speed off to a nearby cafe which also serves some really fresh fruit bowls and really great fruit shakes freshly picked from their fruit garden located on the back of their shop. I parked my motorbike as I entered the cafe called OFF SHORE with Merry walking next to me. We sat on a table for two and ordered fruit bowls and cold fruit shakes. She ordered Berry Bowl which was mostly composed of different kind of berries and a few legume under the strawberry flavor yogurt with a chocolate and banana fruit shake while I ordered Super Bowl which mostly composed of different kinds of fruits with yogurt in it and my favourite mango

Nyla I finally reached Subway and my legs were already aching from the walk. Two white vans were parked out front, with their back doors wide open. Workers were moving in and out, carrying large cartons. I quickly changed into my uniform in the small staff room and joined the others. The boxes were heavier than they looked. I lifted one, feeling the strain in my arms as I carried it toward the storage room. On the side of the carton, bold red letters caught my eye: HOT SAUCE.

"Kevin told me yesterday that he thinks pineapple belongs on pizza and I need someone with actual sense to tell him he's wrong so I can send him the voice note." Jenna blinked and then laughed but this time, I knew it was real and she shook her head. "Absolutely not. Pineapple on pizza is an abomination. Why would he even think to do that? It should be a crime!” "That's what I said." “Give me your phone." I handed it over to her and she recorded a voice note scolding him on the importance of flavours and her eyes got brighter as she spoke. Viana was smiling across the table and I caught her eye and she looked away quickly but the smile stayed.

Her nod is the only confirmation I need. Come tomorrow, she'll belong to me. I PAY THE TAB, leaving an adequate tip before we pass through the patio gate. "Here." She offers me the white to-go box. "You paid, so you get the leftovers." "I'm good, thanks." She puts her hand on her hip in the most interesting way, like we're going to spar out here on the street over some measly scraps. "I should've known. You don't think pineapple belongs on pizza?" "No. I just don't like pizza."

I pulled my safe and grabbed my iPad immediately, opening up the tracking app and it didn't take long to find the sole jewellery set that wasn't sitting in Caily's closet. "Peaches."

"Come in. It's cooler inside." The truck was small, the air cold from the freezers but still warm from the sun on the metal. The four guys filled the space. Mike closed the door behind me. The jingle music was off now, just the hum of the freezers and our breathing. I stood in the middle, suddenly very aware of how close they all were. Mike leaned against the counter. "We ran out of strawberry," he said. "But we have something better. Creamier. Want to try?"

“How?” “They were scammed by Greg—Paige’s husband. It was all over the news. Everything they owned… gone.” She hesitates. “I saw Paige a few months ago. She was working at some bar. But she looked—she looked bad, Piper. Embarrassed to even see me.” I inhale sharply. “Clara. Send me the name of the bar. Now.” She barely has time to respond before I hang up. I turn to Elijah, my hands still trembling. “Baby… how fast can you buy this house?”

That meant something, but she just didn’t know what yet. A few minutes later, her phone pinged again. New Message: Devon Hamilton It was a location drop. Celeste tapped it. It was… strange. Not a bar or coffee shop. Not even a café or some park. Just an address: Pier 19, End of Dry Dock Road. She knew that area.

Seeing her expression, Pan Che smiled and reached out her hand to hold Eli’s arm as a gesture of friendly manner. . . . Lin felt pleasant when he saw this amiable expression in front of him. Friendship brings warmness to hearts. They looked down at the traffic light to see vehicles running swiftly in the road. They climbed down the steps which led them to the pavement. They walked down two more blocks to reach 34th Street before they entered it. They stopped at a food stall named “999” Shan noodle before they got inside it. The food stall was busy with diners and so they had to go upstairs to find a vacant table. They sat down on the chairs before they ordered food.