Battleground Cafe Novels & Stories

"I think there is a café nearby." We walked along Whetstone High Road, a found café with a smudged blackboard menu and enough grease in the air to keep Blanche's hair in place for a year. It's a café from a bygone age, with red-and-white plastic gingham table clothes on top of wobbly tables, paper napkins and a waitress with tattoos everywhere and more piercings than I care to mention. Blanche ordered tea and toast, and I chose the all-day breakfast, and after we had finished, neither of us said anything.

… Three years later, I arrived at the venue of the Global Famiglia Summit in Sicanza, wearing a long black trench coat and flanked by a phalanx of elite guards, like some dark royalty. I was more composed than I had been three years ago, but also more somber, carrying myself with a menace that warned everyone to keep their distance. In the three years following Isabella's disappearance, I became known as the Mad Dog. In every deal I made, negotiation and mercy were off the table. Elio briefed me carefully. "Don Santoro, there is a mystery guest at the summit. Word is, it's the newly appointed Underboss of the Black Shield Alliance."

I threw my bag over my shoulder, grabbed my sweatshirt, and lingerie for work, because I wasn't sure of when I was going to come back home after meeting up with Sally, then I dashed out of the house before anyone could notice. Last time I went to see Paul, he gave me a $100 bill. So this is what I was gonna use for my taxi stuff and other very basic needs. I took a taxi to Midnight Cafe, where I had to meet up with Sally. Midnight Cafe is a little coffee shop at Port Libra, Dallas, it's quite cozy, comfortable, almost feels like home, I mean anyone could go there cause their coffee is like super affordable and it tastes so great. Personally, I always have the espresso with extra milk and a l

it's a small cozy cafe named'BAKE MY LOVE',. Ahh rubbish.. people do alot of weird stuff for the publicity and guess what this name sucks to me.. Although I didn't like the name of cafe still looking at the interior I visited inside.. It was a cozy cafe filled with light music and a shelf of books... at one wall there written loads of quotes... One of the lady came to take my order, I didn't look at her and ordered the weirdest dish which they were serving.. GOOSEBERRY CHEESECAKE

"Okay, Coffee, 9am, Jericho Cafe, Ali Akilu, be on time" As if he had a premonition "9am sharp, if you are 1second late, I will leave" Sent. Jayden thought to himself 'I might as well use the opportunity to check out the competition". Jayden is the owner of Nuban Cafe and other series of businesses. Jericho Cafe is one of their major competitors, they had a slightly better location and were almost at par with Nuban. Jayden decided to use the opportunity to check them out.

Their shifts start after or before their school schedules. This café is famous not only because the foods and drinks taste delicious but also because the students that are working there are handsome. First is Brent, the snob. Then his baby bunny William. Followed by the group's clown, Miko, and of course, the beautiful one in their group, Gulf.

Such a fun chapter!! Chapter 11 - Colton Hastings doesn't get jealous. ~~~ Café Day was a small coffee and cupcake shop that sold reasonable yet extremely delicious creamy and unhealthy food. It was exactly what anyone would need on a hot Sunday morning. Starbucks was just a few blocks away from it, still, Café Day was never short of customers. The majority of students preferred Café Day due to its not-so-soaring-the-sky rates. Plus they rarely wrote the names on the cups wrong.

I guess I'll just have breakfast, I'm still kind of hungry. I could head over to Lizie's, but she's still probably asleep and hungover from last night and she's definitely covered in the arms of her lover, Garret. I could head over to Derone's, but I'm still pissed at him and he isn't much of a talker when I head over to his apartment, if you know what I mean. So, I opted for my favorite café. On my way to the café, my eye caught a banner that said 'coffee trailer.' I could use some fresh air with iced coffee and avocado toasts. I parked my car at the nearest convenience store and walked towards the coffee trailer.

Without hesitation, I pulled him through the portal and once we got to the battlefield he removed his hand from his head. "This place is a dump," he said as he looked around, he wasn't wrong exactly though. Where the battle was taking place used to be the city's capital, people used to come here to see the giant cherry blossom tree but now it's nothing more than a lifeless tree. The buildings have been reduced to rubble, the sky is always gray, and you could always hear someone's cry for help. I hate nothing more than the sights and sounds of war, I'm just glad my sibling never has to hold their friends in their arms as they drew their last breath or even the weeps of those you grew up playi