Cannon Mine Coffee Novels & Stories

Abel yelled as he came into the dining hall, with Cain hot on his heels. “Excuse you?” Remmie growled. “You heard us, Remmie. You know damn well you are not supposed to be drinking coffee. You are fucking pregnant!” Abel growled as Cain stood behind him with an angered expression and arms crossed over his chest. “For your information, 8 oz of coffee is okay. And for two, I am a fucking werewolf. Those health effects do not have the same application. Do you know why they say that you should not drink caffeine while pregnant?” Remmie retorted. While she had the boys distracted snarling and defending our rights to our morning coffee, I had secretly stole the carafe and began to pour myself a ho

Hayden The coffee shop was crowded, the low hum of conversation mixing with the hiss of the espresso machine. Jason and I had claimed a corner table near the window, the kind of spot that gave you just enough space to stretch your legs without brushing against the next table over. Jason leaned back in his chair, a steaming mug in his hand. “Man, I swear, these people put more caffeine in a cup than should be legal.” I smirked, stirring the foam on top of my latte. “That’s because you order the strongest thing on the menu every time.”

"It smells lovely, I know" As if Richelle could read the look on my face... "This is the canteen, you'll he coming here every morning to get Damon's coffee. And please don't make a mistake with the order, it has to be precisely, two shots of espresso. Nothing less and nothing more. Damon loves his things how they are, nothing different" I listened intently for some reason, nodding every once in a while to let her know I was paying attention. She seemed to know him well.

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She went straight to Leanna's office, and Leanna's eyes narrowed instantly. "You didn't do anything good last night!" Zoey glared at her and said, "Help me make a cup of coffee." "Understood!" Leanna served her a freshly brewed cup of coffee, adding two cubes of sugar. "Try it, it's the Blue Mountain Coffee Bean that was just delivered this morning." Zoey stirred it with a small spoon and took a taste, "It's quite fragrant." Leanna stood by her side, leaning against the table, her eyes glancing at the red mark on her neck. "So intense, how does it feel?"

What I told you, It's undecipherable. Our coffee come, mine was a caramel macchiato with extra whipped cream, Dex's was Mocca frappucino with cinnamon and hazelnut while Mark ordered a plain iced americano. It would be nice if we could just drink in silence but then, my wish isn't their command. So here is come, the bombardon of question. starting from Dex to Mark,

Coffee are savior! "How can we have money for guns and ammunition but not for buying matching cups?" Jason asked. "Because Mercury is the closest planet to the sun," Camden replied uselessly and stood up to get a cup for himself. "You just hurt my brain with that answer Reyes," Jason said. "I'm actually surprised that you have a brain Alcantara," Camden retorted. "Enough about that, I think I'm onto something," Knoxx said, earning everybody's attention. "I sent you all links," he added.

His reply came right away. Ms. Kane, Let’s meet at 10am, 1369 coffeehouse. They have cold brew growlers; you may need it. Cade Well damn, the man wasn’t wrong. I texted back a quick affirmative and stuck my phone in my drawer while making a face. A cold brew growler would indeed get me through the day, so would a line of cocaine but that was off the table. Nikki sidled over, a coffee in hand as she perched on her desk across from me. Her full lips drawn together in an uncharacteristic frown, her long braids down one side of her head, the other half was mostly shaved underneath, a long silver earring dangling from that ear.

"One pot of race fuel coming up." Elena walked to the kitchen and reached for her secret stash. She took out a sealed container and popped it open. She then retrieved the bag of Sello Roho coffee and scooped out enough to make a pot of high-octane coffee. Normally this was only available on the streets of Columbia, but she had bought this over the Internet. Starbuck's couldn't even come close to how good this stuff tasted; they were a pale wanna-be compared to this. The Hawaiian stuff she had tried from a friend came close, but this stuff had the caffeine equivalent of a six-pack of Jolt Cola. When the coffee was brewing and Elena was automatically going through her normal breakfast ritual,

He handed Ian—the closest to him—a bocksbeutel glass bottle of the translucent mixture. Cannon took it from Ian, put a rope around it, and wore it on his neck. “It’s best if I keep it.” Kane stifled a chuckle and Ian waved it off then lighted another smoke. “But how do we find this flower?” Kane looked at me and I knew that he knew that I had the answer to that but I was gonna play my way around it. “I know where it is.” “Then that’s settled.” They prepared to leave and I took a second to admire them in their nightwear. Cannon was in blue pajamas, a blue overlay with orange suns. He looked adorable in his blue bunny beanie hat and it reminded me a lot of the Seattle coffee store I worked in.