Novel & Cerita Cafe Libri

Then he turned to face me so I looked up and saw a pair of rounded doe eyes looking at me with nothing but dull in them. It's Lucas, the young man librarian who works at the library two blocks away from this coffee shop. He's our regular customer and always requests for the same cup of cappuccino. I'm actually amazed that he never missed a single day of dropping by in this shop to have his cup of coffee.

I had done my research on the four power heads and already knew what each one liked and hated. All except Lucien Kai. But not to bother, there wasn’t a particular thing that was said to be his favorite as well so the only thing to do was try not to fall into his bad books. Adrien liked black coffee, Dante likes his with sugar but no milk as he is lactose intolerant. Kael and Lucien do not fancy coffee but rather caramel latte. I had no business with their caffeine routine so I ignored it and focused on my line of work. But just to be on the safer side, I learnt them as well.

The aroma of coffee could be smelled in every corner of the shop. Latte, Cappucino, Brewed, and Black. The atmosphere was a little bit rowdy and loud as the cafe was packed of workers and students combined. Clock says it's 9 am, no doubt the cafe gets this energetic and noisy.

There were all kinds of people visiting her cafe, the school kids hanging out with each other, the old businessmen grabbing a bite before the day started and the one coming from the gym still in gym wear who couldn't resist the aroma that filled the cafe. A smile found its way up to Avery's lips when she saw the smiles on each one's face. Only sweets could do that. She thought to herself. The cafe was big and spacious with the pink wooden finish all over, providing warmth in the chilli weather and the perfect aesthetic look mixed with the pink camellias. There was also a little library at the corner that she builded with the books she read over the years, still as good as new.

She looked at Adrian who had her hand entangled as they walked in to the cafe. As they entered the cafe.The interior of the café exuded a warm and inviting ambiance, adorned with vintage photographs and hints of British heritage. They were promptly seated by a friendly waitress who handed them menus that showcased an array of mouthwatering dishes inspired by the city's culinary traditions. Lillian and Adrian perused the menu. She couldn't resist the temptation of the classic English breakfast, complete with crispy bacon, sausages, eggs, grilled tomatoes, and buttered toast. The plate arrived, a work of art on a plate, and she savored each bite, relishing the harmonious combination of flavors

He didn’t understand why his heart chose this difficult option, but when he imagined that adorable face, Ed slowly understood. He wanted to see Javier’s face again. Even if it wasn’t Javier, Ed wanted to see the boy’s cheerful smile. *** “Cassa Nueva: Books and Beverage.” Ed mumbled, reading the café’s name engraved in shiny brown script. Simple and elegant. However, the café’s concept puzzled Ed because it was unusual to combine a café with books. “Reading and warm drinks.” Ed mumbled because the concept felt familiar—like déjà vu. Ed shook his head, returning his attention to the place. He entered and saw a long queue in front of the cashier.

We picked a table by the window, and before we could settle in, a chubby older lady in a floral-patterned shirt approached us. “Hi, welcome to Café Curzon! What can I get for you?” “Iced coffee,” I said. “Make that two,” Marco added. The lady smiled and shuffled away, leaving us in a brief silence. I sipped my water, glancing at him. “So… what’s this about? This isn’t about the company, is it?” His gaze flickered with amusement. “No, it’s not.” He leaned forward slightly. “I want to purchase some children’s books. Not for the company—this is personal.”

“You really like this place, don't you?” she asked as she set down the cup with Miya's favorite Cappuccino Latte. Also, some books that Miya needed to review for tomorrow's lesson. Desi was told that Miya had to prepare herself to study Macroeconomics as requested by her personal tutor, Lidia. Miya's eyes lit up with excitement at the sight of the coffee cup for her. The Head Chef always knew what Miya liked as well as... “Ugh! Waflle with strawberry jam?” She looked forward to her evening snack.

A small smile tugged the corner of my lips all as I placed my hands on my thighs, heaving out a deep sigh after seeing the warm and cosy cafe. It was a brown and cream-themed cafe that looked very homey and not too flashy. The signboard was starting to fade off but I could still remember because Aria loved frequenting the place. ‘Ugh, not again. No Aria for now. We need to focus on taking down Gabriella.’

An hour later we're standing beside a tiny coffee truck parked near the Malibu shoreline. The salty breeze carries the scent of the ocean while waves roll lazily onto the sand. Alejandro studies the handwritten menu. "This place has seventeen coffee options." "You're overwhelmed." "I miss normal coffee." I grin. "You're getting caramel." "I don't even like caramel." "You do today." "And what are you getting?" "The same thing." "So we're both suffering?" "It builds character." The barista laughs. "You two argue like you've been married forever." Neither of us answers.