Cannon Mine Coffee Novels & Stories

Daya bit her bottom lip nervously and the twins waved at me enthusiastically. “Goodbye princess!” “See you later.” I said before walking out of the dinning room. On the way to the kitchen, I saw Jacob as expected, holding a tray of cold bottled water, a glass cup and some cookies. “He looks like he's in a very bad mood. He had blood in his hands.” “Oh. Then can you change the bottled water to a lukewarm bottled water and pack some dried fruits for me.” “I got you, Cyra.” Jacob nodded and disappeared into the kitchen. I sighed and leaned against the wall while thinking of what mood of Maximilian I would have to deal with today.

Kirou ignored their stares as he continued his trip to the subway. It was around 11 when Kirou arrived at the subway station. Instead of taking the subway home right away, he stopped by a cafe nearby for a drink. While within the cafe, Kirou finally allowed the smile on his face to fade away as he enjoyed a cup of Blue Mountain Coffee. While the coffee was a bit strong, Kirou found himself liking the Jamaican blend more and more with each sip he took. It also helped that it had just enough sugar and milk in it.

Bennet Zaccone had a big grin on his face as he said, "This here is the renowned Colombia Gold Coffee. Please, allow me to offer you a taste. If it suits your palate, then consider your coffee needs in my hands from here on." Howard quickly replied, "Wow, that's really generous of you, but I feel bad for making you spend so much." Lana was all smiles as she chimed in, "No need for thanks. Bennett's practically family. He'll be our son-in-law once he and Evelyn tie the knot."

“Old, but not in a dead way. Alive.” Cameron glances sideways at me. “You get it.” “That’s not me agreeing with you.” He smiles. “Still counts.” We make our way through art alleys, local vendors, a winding stairway known as the Cascade, and a tiny café where he insists I try Armenian coffee. It’s strong and bitter, but surprisingly addictive.

“Get me a cup of coffee." Coffee? bitch COFFEE? SURE! I’D RATHER FEED YOU A YEASTY HAM PARFAIT AFTER STEALING IT FROM JAMES CORDEN. Why did it have to be him out of all the men in the world?

“War plans?” “August has a bunker in the old railway station,” Cameron said as he entered from behind them carrying a pot of coffee. Connery and Meguitte followed behind him carrying cups and a can of condensed milk. “There’s no fresh milk,” Cameron said as he set to pot onto the table. “But dad says condensed works as both a creamer and a sweetener.” “What’s this about a bunker?” Heath frowned. “Meguitte,” Talen murmured, without looking at the vampiress. “This may not an appropriate conversation for you.”

“Miss Riddle is spot on. My coffee beans are indeed from Floezen Manor, and the roasting method used is indeed deep roasting. I really did not expect that Miss Riddle was so knowledgeable.” The voice was elegant and sonorous, so everyone could not help but look at the person. It was a man looking dignified in a silver-gray suit. He came up to Nicole. “What a coincidence, Miss Riddle.” Nicole raised an eyebrow, not expecting to see Jared here. “What are you doing here?” Seeing that Nicole was so curious, Max quickly stepped forward. “I guess you haven’t known — this new café belongs to Mr. Johnston.” “This is his café?” While Nicole furrowed his brows, those people sitting behind her were stu

Coffee will have to do the rest. I’m halfway through my first mug when my phone rings. Unknown number. I answer without thinking. “Hello?” “If it isn’t the party girl.” My stomach flips. Flavian. “Hi,” I say, suddenly more flustered than I was last night. He chuckles softly. “How bad’s the hangover?” “My head feels like I was run over.” “ the best cure is real food. Don’t drown in coffee alone.” “I was going to heat up some leftovers.”

Why had he agreed to find a place to sit with them? Jackson took Serenity's hand while she was distracted. At last, the group of four came to a cafe. Benjamin handed the menu to Jackson and Serenity. "Have a look. What do you want?" "The coffee here is great," Liliana recommended as if she was hosting. "The owner carefully selected the coffee beans here. Kona from The Big Island is the most famous, but it's becoming rarer and lesser." She turned to Serenity and asked, "You used to love coffee, right? Do you want a cup of Kona?"

She said as she walked out of the car. Linking their arms together, Asher led them in. The second they stepped foot inside, Lily's jaw almost touched the floor. "Is this...? Are you? Oh. My. God! Asher! This is crazy!?" She exclaimed, her eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets as she scanned around the room. It was Musée Nissim de Camondo, a example of French 18th Century Interior designs. Asher had peeked each time she was researching her interior designs and has noticed her strange obsession with vintage designs.