Bunny Coffee Novels & Stories

she murmured as a single tear escaped down her cheek, betraying the image of the cruel witch she was known to be. Violet mostly stayed cooped up in her home, but now and then, she visited a quiet cafe nestled near the cliff. A hidden gem with the most breathtaking view of the waterfall. It was rarely crowded, which made it the perfect haven for her to read in peace. And as much as she came for the view, she stayed for the coffee they make, rich, warm, and just the way she liked it. Also, it gave her a much-needed break from that insufferably chatty bunny who wouldn’t stop talking even if his life depended on it.

he said, eyeballing the two women. "Babe, mind getting us some coffee for the road? You know how I like it," Sebastian said. "The coffee is kind of like your plans for the night," Shamira replied before heading to the building, "you ain't getting any from me." "Don't be like that!" Sebastian shouted after her as she turned away from him, trying really hard not to smile. This was more fun that she thought it would be. There was a pot of coffee just inside the door and it actually smelled pretty good. She picked the pot up . . . smelled fresh too. She filled up a styrofoam cup and dumped in a pack of sugar. She knew that Bunny liked Diet Sprite, but didn't see any in the free-standing cooler n

But she feels differently and that is the real reason she has been silent since earlier. Lana also had fun walking around for a few minutes when she saw a familiar coffee shop. The young lady smiled there. As a fan, she knows that Andrew and his sister Samantha own Scott’s Cafe. She could not deny that she was one of the many loyal customers of that coffee shop. It's not because she idolizes the owner but also because their coffee is really delicious. She likes their brewed coffee, which, for her, would be even tastier if it was partnered with Special Scott’s Kababayan or Scott's Special Muffin.

She can barely speak Spanish, and she's been my best friend for well over six years now. Smirnov stops by my chair and pulls a purple coconut boba from his carrier. "Here you go," he says, setting it on the desk. "Thanks," I look at the cup from Honey's Cafe. The coffee in the carrier is from a different place. Why would he go to two different places just to get me boba? And how does he know what I like to drink? "This is what you like, yes?" "Yeah. Thanks," I say with a nod.

, he placed two coffee cups and a paper bag, that I now only notice he was holding on the counter in front of me “At 5am?” “Yeah, there's this coffee shop a couple of miles from here that sells the most exquisite coffee I've ever tasted in my life, what is its name again?”, he snapped his fingers together, trying to remember “Roco's” He grinned. “Yeah Roco's, and I recently just found out they make the most awesome donuts and croissants. So I figured I better get them while they still hot and fresh”, he pushed the paper bag towards me. “I thought you would love some, and some freshly brewed coffee”

With blankness overtaking her facial expression “ well, we can go to the cafeteria if you insist, '' she said, placing the receiver back. Ryan smirked before saying “ I know a good place for coffee…..” Now, Jenny felt like cursing herself for bringing this on in the first place. ****** After a good few minutes of driving Ryan and Jenny were sitting across from each other in a grab-and-go coffee bar, which is quite known for the french style ambiance and cosy environment of it. The smell was circulating the shop because the coffee bar is located near the left side of the door. The first attraction for people mostly would be the baked food. They are tidily placed on the transparent glass cabi

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

“If it’s him, he’ll regret it. Two can play this game.” I was impressed. Annabelle Delgado was certainly no pushover. She was a force to be reckoned with when pushed. “Hey, think you could lend me a staff?” she asked, catching me off guard. “For what?” “Coffee. I haven’t had breakfast.” I raised an eyebrow. “There’s a café down the street. I need coffee too.” “Sally’s?” she asked hopefully. “No.” Annabelle pouted. “But they have the best coffee and muffins.”

-SIENNA- Fiddling with my cappuccino, I waited for my fake fiancée to arrive. We spoke briefly on the phone yesterday and arranged to meet after work at my favorite coffee shop near my apartment. The cozy place, decorated with green walls and white furniture, serves the best coffee in the area. But my favorite part is the small garden in the back with the tables arranged around a small fountain. The smell of the flowers combined with the smell of coffee makes everything better. It's like a hidden oasis in the middle of Manhattan. Choosing to meet in one of my safe places was a strategic decision to give me more strength when the nerves fluttered in my stomach.

It was good to see that she was managing herself very well, she wasn't bullied anymore. The café Ruby led us to was tucked away on a leafy, quiet street, a stark contrast to the bustle of the mall. It was cozy, with dark wood paneling and the rich, comforting scent of roasted beans. We secured a corner booth, and soon, four steaming mugs were placed on the table. Aurelia was surprisingly eloquent about the merits of the cake selection, and Leon immediately impressed Ruby by correctly identifying her custom tea blend as Ceylon.