Sweet Nothing Ice Cream Novels & Stories

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."

I simply said. "I guessed as much but I decided to take the chance. I got two of my favourite. Caramel Macchiato." She said nervously. Unbelievable. This crazy lady did a gamble with her money. She certainly look like she's got much but she appeares comfortable enough. It would have been a waste and a loss for her if her guess was wrong. But here she is, holding my favourite order. "Did I guess wrong?" She asked. "No." I replied and she beamed with a smile.

I asked Jide in a whisper while washing my hand. "It is a generator. It supplies power too," he explained, washing his hand too. I took a morsel of fufu and dipped it into the soup. The soup had a bitter taste at first before leaving an almost sugary taste on my tongue. "What is this?" I asked. "Onugbo," Mama answered. I smiled. "I like it." Mama smiled proudly.

she said as she walked to meet the other ladies who had been waiting for her. They got inside the restaurant and it was a very classy one. “Wow, this is so good” Mrs. Hampton said as she sat down on one of the chairs while the other ladies sat down too. Shortly after, a fine young man dressed in white shirt and black trousers appeared. “Welcome to Eldorado's confectionery, what would you like to have?” the young man said as he smiled. His gap-tooth made his smile so captivating, it seemed like he was selected specifically for that job.

"Well, if you haven't eaten, I don't mind whipping up a few things with the leftover ingredients. It won't take long." Kevan set the fruit platter down and started to move toward the kitchen. "It's alright, no need!" Wendy hurriedly stopped him. "I'm on a diet. I'll just steam a sweet potato later." As soon as sweet potatoes were mentioned, Aster smacked his lips and said, "Daddy's candied sweet potatoes are so delicious! They're soft and coated with a layer of sweet sugar. Ah, I want them now!" Wendy had long given up on such calorie-packed treats. But Aster's description tempted her a bit.

I should’ve said no. When Liam asked if I wanted to get ice cream, my mouth said “sure” before my brain could catch up. Probably because it felt easier than going back to the cafeteria, where Nick’s arm would still be wrapped around Kaylee like a damn possession, and where I’d have to keep pretending I was fine. So now we were here. At Sweet Daze, the annoyingly aesthetic ice cream shop two blocks from school, with hanging plants, neon signs, and a chalkboard menu that listed flavors like “lavender honey” and “blueberry basil.”

I saw Samuel struggling with the bags, but I ignored him. "Ma'am, we offer delivery. If you want we can-" "No, thank you." I cut her off before she can even finish what she was saying and leave. What a nosy gal. Should we go for ice cream? Maddie's favourite flavor available? Maddie's favourite flavor was a limited edition ice cream in the Ice Cafe Cream, it's strawberry cookies cream cheese. Venice's favourite is coffee, while mine is anything! I like everything. Should I wait for...

Kat was sitting in the occasional chair in Luisette’s bedroom with the bowl of full cream ice cream in a Cookies ‘n’ Cream flavour drizzled with extra chocolate and sprinkled with chopped nuts. A high protein sweet treat that she had whipped up into a melted smooth texture. Kat dipped the spoon into the ice cream, dragging it decadently through the treat and then lifted it to her mouth, tipping it upside down into her mouth so the ice cream melted against her tongue as she sucked on the spoon.

"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."

Guess I was wrong. We perched at a small table by the window, spoons in hand, diving into the kaleidoscope of flavors. Each scoop was a new journey, sparking lively debates about the best one. The caramel’s salted decadence had one of us declaring it the champion, while I swore by the decadent Midnight Chocolate Truffle. The room filled with laughter as we savored every bite, the cool sweetness lingering on our tongues like the perfect summer afternoon.