Potongan Pizza Novels & Stories

, I asked when I laid my eyes on his 8 slices of haven “That it is”, he grabbed a slide and shove it down his throat, my mouth watered, and I licked my lips “Why do we have different pizzas anyway?”, I complained, and he gave a little shrug “I didn't want to be disturbed, which you are right now. Can you just see what you have and stop staring at me while I eat? It's creepy”, he gave me the side eye, continuing to murdering the pizza with his teeth.

I asked The server nodded, "Ma'am, it's a whole wheat crust, topped with vegetables such as bell peppers, mushrooms, spinach, onions, and tomatoes. We use a light amount of cheese or a dairy-free alternative. It's packed with fiber, vitamins, and minerals while cutting back on calories and saturated fat compared to traditional pizza varieties." I smiled, satisfied with the explanation. "Thanks, I'll have that," I said, handing him back the menu. Meanwhile, Marco and Gabriele seemed more interested in ordering the most delicious and unhealthy choices available.

I hissed. "I'll call you later." I casually uttered. "Uhm," He responded with half a laugh. I hung up the call. Thorn was making his way to our table. I know that he was concerned or better to say have pity on me. He put down the try that contains our food. He knitted his jeans before sitting on the chair in a vacant chair in front of me. I could see he had his silent prayer before he bit the pizza. I could not help, but smile. I also had my silent prayer before devouring a slice of pepperoni pizza. Back then, I was just eating the basic pizza, I mean you can never go wrong with a classic. It was usually had some combination of different ingredients, the olive oils, olives, tomato, mozzarell

The six of them lined up in front of the long table, there was a big pizza with big slices that were just right for them, there were also the toppings they would need in that game and the spinning wheel to choose what toppings would be added that was also on the side. They checked everything on the plate containing the toppings for their pizza and they couldn’t help but look at Zariyah badly because she was the one who picked those toppings for them. She asked at them innocently. “What?” Lumiere pinched the tail of the sardine to face it to her. “Really? A sardine? On a pizza? Seriously?” she looked at her, ridiculously. They snorted when they saw the other food there. “You’re disgusting lik

Maybe take off my clothes and touch me everywhere. “Uhm, okay. Do I have to carry all three of your babies?” I asked. Mike looked at me and chuckled. “It doesn’t matter,” he said, opening up a pizza box. “Plus, we are just eighteen. We don’t have to think that far just yet.” I nodded in agreement. “Why is your pizza a square cut in a square shape?” I scoffed. “Oh, Bran hates that pizzas come in square boxes, are circles, and then have a triangular cut. Ever since he was a little boy. So, we’ve had to make our pizzas like this for a very long time. I’m pretty much used to it,” Mike explained.

Without changing my clothes first, I grabbed a slice of the still-warm Margherita pizza, taking slow bites while standing next to the kitchen counter. I kicked off my heels one by one, placing them in the kitchen corner, before taking another slice of pizza. The sauce with diced tomatoes and basil on a Margherita base was my favorite, enhanced by the melting mozzarella covering the entire pizza. I sighed with satisfaction before taking the third slice, but my gaze accidentally fell on a stack of letters next to my pizza box.

She had a smile on. "Let's sit, I will bring the orange juice." Jasmine said as she opened the boxes of pizza. One for each of them, she brought out the glasses and poured the juice. She was distracted. She couldn't believe it. She sat down and raised her brows. Lily placed the first pizza, the chicken and veggie pizza. It was cheesy, hot and spicy. It's how they liked it, it had been ages but they still shared some things. "How did you get the pizza? I ordered from the place too. And did they mix up the order? I ordered small sizes and yet they delivered big sizes? Jasmine asked out of curiosity but the answer she soon got from her old pal shocked her.

she muttered as she pulled him inside the restaurant. Twenty minutes later, a large deep-dish pizza topped with pepperoni, onions, peppers, and mushrooms was delivered to their window-front table. Hunter placed a slice on a plate and handed it to Poppy before he got one for himself. He watched as she cut off the tip of the triangle with a knife and fork, speared it, and popped it into her mouth. She closed her eyes and groaned. 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.

I still wasn’t used to the endless abyss that was now my stomach. Five slices in and I was still eyeing the pizza hungrily. Alec and Kade each ordered two pizzas for themselves, loaded with toppings that both looked appealing and somewhat gross. Tori and I each had our own pizza, which was proving to be just the right amount. “Bet you twenty bucks, they won’t eat two whole pizzas.” I whispered to Tori, munching on a slice of my own.

Her face and hands were wrinkled and her hair was colored ash grey, but the smile on her face was genuine and her eyes sparked kindness. I looked at the varieties of T***s in the display cabinet and my eyes lit up when I saw my favorites. "Can I have a Tray Of Montaditos." I asked, loosening myself out of Flynn's grip so I could get my t***s. "You don't want t***s Vasilios?" "Sure, Can I have a slice of chorizo pizza?" I never saw him as a pizza guy, but damn this boy was full of surprises. The old lady nodded and went to take a pizza for him. He was about to get his credit card, but I beat him by giving mine to the old lady.