Bemyguest Cafe Novels & Stories

“Oh! Always.” We drive in silence for the next 20 minutes and he pulls into a classy looking cafe with a medium sized signage that reads, ‘Brown Cafe’. I pull out my phone and turn on my location to know the address of the cafe for future purposes. I go inside and the smell of coffee greets me, and some freshly baked bread is staring at me. The whole cafe is filled with brown everything, brown tables and chairs, staff in brown uniforms, brown floor and brown wallpaper with some touches of cream. I find a seat, and a waiter comes to my table with a menu. “I’ll have item 6. Thank you.” I tell him, and keep looking around in awe of this cafe.

Concern appeared in her eyes and Amara slowly shook her head in answer. "Well, you must be important for the King to visit you directly," the young girl said. She must have seen Gabriel leave their office a short time before. "Something like that," Amara said under her breath. The young woman placed the two cups of coffee down on the counter and swiped Amara's card across the machine. She handed it back and smiled at Leslie and Amara. "My name is Steph. I own this cafe," she said.

He was focused, more so than usual, and it made me wonder what was on his mind. We arrived at the café, a quaint little place tucked away on the outskirts of town. The sign above the door read "Rafael’s Café," and there was a certain charm about it, as if it held years of stories within its walls. As we stepped inside, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods filled the air, mingling with the quiet chatter of a few patrons.

She was sick and tired of everyone gossiping about her constantly. Brooke reached the cafe and saw Beth and Steve were already waiting for him at their table under a huge umbrella. It was their reserved spot, to the left of the door of the cafe. The cafe had a big front yard, many tables situated around, and inside was a huge dining hall. It served as both a cafe and a bakery. The cafe was previously a house, which had been converted into a cafe when the last owners died. Miles Longhorn, one of the veterans, had bought the place to start his business and try to settle into civilian life. It was an instant hit among the locals. More so for Brooke and the gang because it was kind of a midpoint

Samantha smiled and thank God they were interrupted by a phone ringing because Samantha has no idea how to respond. Marge answered her phone and said “okay” to the caller before pressing the end button. She then faced them and said, “the caterers are here, I’ll better go check on them.” “I’ll go with you,” Max said. “Excuse us, ladies.” “So you own a café?”, Beatrice asked in a soft voice, maybe she doesn’t want the men to hear what they are about to talk about. “Ahm, yes. It’s just a small one,”

“Then where should I get it from, sir?” I rested my chin on my hand, watching her like a puzzle I was trying to solve. “There’s a café three blocks from here — ‘Café D’Amore.’ You’ll find it near the fountain. You’ll walk past the bakery, cross the small bookshop on the right, take a left turn where the street narrows, and then… order a double espresso with two cubes of brown sugar, no cream.” She blinked. “That’s… quite a walk.”

“Peter texted me that Keren is currently at his place.” “Really? Why?” “Apparently, she had a fight with her dad and doesn’t want to go back home.” “And what did he say?” “That Peter should take good care of her.” “Um… okay.” I tried not to think too much about what could have caused Keren to run into my brother’s arms. …. Cafe d’Auteur has been my favorite coffee shop so far in the city. Not just because of its detailed aesthetics and mouthwatering pastries. But also because it reminds me so much of my favorite cafe in New York.

"No problem. When that time comes, I'll show you around. There are more places you haven't seen." "I look forward to that," I replied. We walked a few more blocks before arriving at a well packed cafe. The smell of freshly baked goods wafted through the air. "Welcome to Flour & Fancy cafe where we find the best artisanal coffee blends, and handcrafted pastries" Michelle introduced with a bright smile on her lips. It told how much she loved the cafe. "Let's just go in already!!," I urged playfully taking the lead. "Wait here for me. I'll get you our order," Michelle suggested as we settled on a table. "What would your baby have? I'm not familiar with kids."

This Café, Lucky's, was right in the city center. It was apparently a café during the day and a lesbian club at night. Also, on Saturdays it had karaoke night which made me smile the second I walked in and saw that on the screen. It was a very famous brand known for its authentic taste and quality ambience. This place had very comfortable furniture where people could sit for hours without being tired at all. The lighting was so beautiful. Sophie lead the way and I followed her in and sat on a comfortable couch. A guy came and asked what we wanted. Sophie told me to try the Sex On The Beach drink while she tried something else. I didn't fight against that.

"I am serious. I only invite friends, business associates and potential business associates. I don't like going far away from my house for business meetings or social gatherings that I initiated. Maybe it's because the Cafe is really nice and very conducive" "Oh okay" "Yeah. You will see" Jayden turned into the parking lot. And got down, but before he could turn around and get the door, Janet opened the door and got out too. "I was going to get that" "Hmmm what a gentleman" "That I am. This way" They both walked a short distance from the parking lot to the entrance of the Cafe. "Wow" "Told ya" "It screams high end, and trust me, I have been to a lot of high ends with my friends, but this caf