Cafe Libri Novels & Stories

She began to put the highest-quality real coffee beans into the machine until the aroma of coffee was so fragrant and aromatic that it tickled the nose. "It smells so good," said Kimberly. "Yes, it's Liberica coffee beans from Liberia; the aroma and taste are very delicious. Try it; add full cream milk if you don't like bitter coffee," Veera says kindly. "I'll try," Kimberly said. "Miss Veera, would you like me to make it for you?" Veera laughed at Kimberly's call to her. "Just call me Veera; you'll be my sister-in-law soon. So relax," she said kindly, making Kimberly smile awkwardly.

RIVER My plans to go read in the library are gone, and now I am spending my morning sipping coffee that I was not sure I liked in front of Javier. "Have you had a cold-brewed coffee before?" Javier asked when we stood in line in front of the counter to get our order. "No," I shake my head. I only ever had espresso or an americano.

Sophia The bookstore café smells like cinnamon buns and strong espresso, the kind of mix that makes you want to linger even if the chairs are uncomfortable. The space hums with a quiet buzz, pages being turned, low conversations, the hiss of milk steaming behind the counter. I arrive first and order a large cappuccino to keep my hands busy, pretending to read the opening chapter of a novel I pulled from the nearest display. My eyes don’t move across the page so much as hover. Every time the door opens, I glance up. Ridiculous. Like a teenager on her first coffee date.

I said. Lealtà.— Loyalty. It was a word these dogs clearly didn't understand. "One last time, E," I growled, leaning close to his ear. "Give me something I can use. Or I'll start removing pieces, one by one.” I'm not called Lupo fantasma for nothing. I earned that name— of late, I've been slipping up badly. His breathing ragged. "It's... it's the downtown library, Capo! The one near the park. They use the children's section. The books... they change, but they always leave a red ribbon tied around the spine." He said all in one breath.

Life is rude. It doesn’t slow down because your heart is tired. The café still opens at seven. Coffee still needs grinding. Milk still spills. Customers still want extra foam like their day depends on it. And maybe it does. So I show up. Every morning. Smile. Unlock the doors. Check stock. Nod at suppliers. Laugh when someone tells a bad joke across the counter. I am very good at pretending now. Too good. The café smells like cinnamon and coffee and paper from new books. My books. Our library section is full almost every day now. Students curled up in corners. Office people pretending to read while scrolling through their phones. Couples whispering like the world outside doesn’t exist.

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His first stop is Cafe Ysabel. A famous coffee shop downtown where people crowd in like they can’t breathe without their coffee. It has a beautiful Romanesque interior design with a lot of different kinds of coffee and desserts offered. The owner of the cafe is a client of Lucas, who sold his life just so he could attain success in his business. Lucas entered the cafe and the owner, Aeron, approached him immediately wearing a big grin. “Well, well, well, to what do I owe the pleasure of your presence here? Name it and you’ll have it!” His smile annoys Lucas, he just can’t fathom humans’ level of stupidity when it comes to their desires.

"Yeah I know. Heard it closed down today, permanently, due to some electrical hazard or something." Layla stared at the list. She had never in her life seen such a diverse and specific order. There were two cappuccinos, one with cream and one with two pumps of caramel, a frappe with goats milk, a strong black coffee, two mochas without sugar, three cafe au laits, two affogates, two double espressos, a flat white and a latte with a heart shaped latte art. She really had her work cut out for her. "Why you staring at the order for," said Carmen. "Hurry up! They'll pick it up by 12 noon."

Aurora said, earning a pinch from Arabella, who glared at her. "They can stay at my house. Your rented house is small, anyway. I'll just call them myself," Arabella teased, making Aurora pout. "Oh, I have a new cafe I've been frequenting this week. It's called DJ Caffe, near our favorite underwear store on Malioboro Street. I guarantee it's recommended, and this time, it's my treat," Aurora explained excitedly.