Pizza Tmnt Novels & Stories

My stomach growled in hunger. ''So what do you want San..there are a variety of pizza..it is my favorite food corner in Italy.''Tani said flipping the menu card once we took our seat beside the glass wall.I could see the road and vehicle passing by. ''whatever you want Tani I just want to give peace to my restless hunger.''I replied..actually unlike others I am not very fond of Pizza rather love pasta. ''I know San..you are not in a good term with pizza so I am ordering Prosciutto with extra cheese for you,''.I just nodded because I have no idea about that alien dish!I chuckled on

By noon this place is packed and sold out. We sit. “What you getting?” I ask. She tells me, and I go to order our food. I get my usual, Italian sausage, green pepper, and cheese pizza puff. Massive. Basically a small pizza folded inside out with beer-batter crust and dipping sauce. Tempest orders an Italian beef with mozzarella cheese, extra cheese, hot and sweet peppers, toasted. We split fries. Drinks are self-serve. I bring the drinks back with the table number and sit down.

I told him and fished my phone out of my right pocket. I walked into the kitchen to grab two water bottles while dialing up the pizza place. I called up Andiamo pizza place and ordered two large pizzas with meatballs, tomato sauce, mozzarella, ricotta cheese, peperoncini, parmesan and basil. It was Jake’s favorite. The first time we visited this place, Jake called dibs on the cheesiest pizza and they did get us the cheesiest one. Since then, Jake, Alex and I ordered this pizza every time we were out for lunch or simply getting take-outs.

Aunty Ely said filled with enthusiasm as she stood up to greet us. She hugged and kissed mom and Clea while I recieved a "Hello" and a quick hug. I bowed to show respect to Uncle Arnold. I sat next to Clea. I placed the napkin they provided on my lap. They started serving the foods. My eyes widened in fractions and my jaws were slightly dropped the moment I saw what they were serving. Louis XIII Pizza. Lobster Frittata. Bluefin Tuna. Cranberry-Blue Cheese Balls. And some dishes I couldn't even name. Quel's eyes met mine. He winked and pointed at the White Truffles. He winked at me. My f*cking favorite.

Lewis smiled at her, his lip ring and snake bites catching her attention. “Ulric Industries pays well, and you can’t beat the pizza joint under the complex.” Vanessa read one of the boxes. “Full Moon Pizza?” The irony of the name was not lost on her. Lewis’s eyes lit up. “Best pizza in Georgia. Not to mention their wings, cheese sticks—” “While we are all fascinated by your choice of food,” Lance interrupted, an annoyed look on his face, “we have more pressing issues at hand.”

he asked, leaning back in his seat and watching her intently. "Um, I like... mushrooms," she said, feeling a bit more at ease now. "And maybe some pepperoni." "Mushrooms and pepperoni it is, then," he said, flagging down the waiter and placing their order. "Trust me, they make the best pizza here. You're going to love it."

"Have you two eaten yet?" Patti grinned. "Only you!" She shook her head. "Not yet. Any ideas?" "We could phone for pizza or Chinese? On me." "Sounds good," said Patti. "Pizza?" "Fine by me," said Jack. "Jan?" "Yeah, me too. Get extra mushrooms," she said, eyeing Jack's half-hard prick. Patti giggled. It was the work of moments to phone in the order. "About eight-fifteen, they say," said Patti, hanging up the phone. "Almost forty minutes to kill." She glanced at the others. "Any ideas?"

Hunter suppressed a grin, thinking privately that she'd made the same sound less than an hour earlier, only they'd both been naked at the time. "OMG, this is the best thing I've ever tasted," Poppy moaned. "It is good," he agreed. "It's been a while since you've had pizza?" "Oh, I've had pizza. The cheap kind, you know. But this? Pronti's pizza is a masterpiece. It's too rich for my blood. I have to be really careful until I get another job." Hunter frowned slightly. "You've had a hard time finding a position?"

I don't even look at it; I just order chicken pizza with cheese and catupiry. "Have you already chosen?" I ask as I put the menu back on the table. "Good evening, gentlemen," Sebastian appears with his order pad. I'm glad he didn't act like he knows me; I don't want anyone to know that I need to work before I graduate from college. "Chicken pizza with cheese and catupiry and for Miss..." "Four cheese, please." "Your orders will be delivered in a moment," Sebastian says and leaves. "How old are you really?"

Trevor led me down a hallway on the left, where the smell of yummy pizza wafted through the air. We found a cozy pizza place with a bright sign outside. Inside, the walls were adorned with cool old posters, and the tables had cute checkered tablecloths. Everything was visible through the large glass windows. It was busy but not too crowded, just a nice spot to grab a bite. Trevor led me to a vacant spot and we settled in. A waiter approached, and Trevor confidently placed our order. "We’ll have a large Pizza Supreme, an order of garlic breadsticks, and soda. And please, no black olives," he said with a smile.