Caffeine & Legends Novels & Stories

I stared ahead but paid attention to their conversation. "So what's this prophecy?" Jissa in her normal inquisitive nature, asked. "When Silver meets Gold, when White meets black," Miranda replied and I could almost hear what was going on in Jissa's mind. "How's that a prophecy? So incomplete, in my books," she said. "What would happen if these colors or stones meet each other?" She added to my amusement. My best friend could be a clown sometimes. "That's when the great war of the supernaturals would happen," Miranda broke it and I stopped abruptly.

It tasted like caffeine. *****************

Well, yeah! "Okay. Now?" "Yeah, now.", Meg said as she stood up from the grass. "Decaf or?", Meg asked as they got into the kitchen. "Caffeinated. I don't drink decaf", Jack told her. "Caffeine gets me so hyper, so I don't do caff. I'm addicted to decaf though", Meg told him "Caffeine doesn't work after sometime. I mean, when you start drinking it, it helps you to stay awake and all that, but after a long while, it just doesn't do shit"

“You were the one who showed me where the coffee maker was, right? Or am I hallucinating that?” “No, you got it!” Brandon’s pale cheeks had flushed with just one whiskey cocktail. “I always make sure the new folks have access to the most important resource the company provides. Caffeine.” “The hero we deserve,” laughed Raven. “Eh, I can’t remember how that quote goes, and I don’t even know how many times I watched the movie.” Brandon shook his head. “What’s upstairs like? I mean, it’s got to be intense, right?” “You have no idea.”

A goddess wanted to have me with her. All the pressure is on me now and as time goes on the tension between the two of them is getting heavier. Gradually, smoke came out of their bodies, dark blue for Death and golden yellow for Athena—it’s like they are manifesting their aura. They seem to measure their strength and power. Hmmm... I have watched this scene in anime many times.

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.

Noah asks again fuming. “This has nothing to do with your dad, he was the first person to break his marriage vows.” His mom says with a frown. “Such a fucking role model for your kids.” Noah says. “Sofi let’s go.” He says and I nod yes. “It’s nice to see you again Sofia.” His mom says and I nod yes with a smile and then follow Noah into the pool house. Noah opened a cupboard and grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniel’s and poured himself one. “You want some?”

West gets it easily. “West, we should trust Andrew. He is my brother I know he will not let me get into danger. We just should try it. I am the Legendary Luna West, me and the goddess are one. I have the advantage, and you should trust me okay?” West sighs and still not convince. “What if they have invented a weapon that can instantly kill? Savanah, I have lost you once. I can’t lost you again.” He pleaded. I hold his hand.

"Just think that I'll fight for you no matter what happens, I'll fight for our love." Luna averted her eyes and looked at her book shelves with old and thick books. "I've read something in one of my books. There are so many civilians who died, because of the love between two people. It was taken from real life, but they changed the name of the place and the people." "Are you referring to the Legend of the Moon?" Arayan asked. "Legend? You mean it's not true?" "How can you say it's not true? You are the proof," Arayan replied with a smile.

Manuel's hand moved closer to tapping Alan's shoulder, "You've kept your promise to me, you've done your best to save the woman you love. Me and her mother Larissa ...so much hope that you'll be born, and have a much better life than this. Thank you for protecting my nephew, Alan Atkinston." A belief can be built very easily, if we believe it. And when we believe in such confidence, the opportunity for it to become real is greater, as there is a link between the past and the present. There was a woman with dark shoulder-length hair, a pretty face, a clean white skin, and a very sweet smile. She was reading a novel, titled The Legend Of The Coral Cave, by the name of writer Y Lawrence. She tu