Carver Cafe Novels & Stories

, He parked the car and stepped out. I followed suit only to realize he stopped at Montana Cafe. Looked like the universe wanted me to get along with him a little bit, that's why he was directed to my favorite coffee shop. We entered and were welcomed with the most tantalizing aroma, I was practically drooling at the cute cupcakes and snacks in the display cabinet. “Pick your mouth off of the floor”, he snickered, brushing past me to the counter. I hissed but followed him, I could see it was Greta attending today. She was an old friendly woman who owned the shop with her husband, she was like a granny to me, a nosey one though. “What a beautiful surprise, my two best customers?”, she smiled.

Sarah POV The café was one of those comfortable West Town staples, daylight spilled right through tall windows, people discussed thick alongside the fragrance of dim cook and warm cake, also mumbled discussions coasted underneath a jazz playlist that never attempted so very difficult. It was just the kind of put I utilized to pass on my way to some place else because I had promised myself I'd halt in sometime in the not so distant future. That specific someday had at last arrived on this day. My hair was loosely knotted as well as I carried a baby carrier. A silk scarf had been thrown right over a white button down just like armor disguised as complete ease.

Ava's POV We decided to meet at lemon drops cafe, which was my favorite cafe in town. Lemon Drops Cafe had a really nice and cozy look. The tables were made of wood and had small vases with cute yellow flowers. The chairs were all different, it's like they were collected over time, giving a homey feeling. The walls had a mix of bricks and soft colors, making it a pretty background. The cafe got plenty of light from its big windows, and there were warm string lights hanging above, adding a nice touch to the environment. A big chalkboard showed the menu with tasty treats. The people working there always wore aprons with happy pictures of lemons. The counter looked a bit old but loved, where yo

Rachel's POV Goldbrew cafe is the best cafe in the city, which is why it's the only cafe I ever walk into. Usually, the air-conditioned interior and the sweet aroma of coffee are enough to make me feel good, especially after a hectic day at work. But these days, all this place reminds me of is that bitch called Allison Carter, and how she humiliated me by making me come to the Omega outskirts.

Mara The call came from a number I didn't recognize on a Wednesday afternoon. I let it go to voicemail. The voicemail was twelve seconds with a name I didn't recognize, a firm I did, and a request for a conversation at my earliest convenience. The firm was Carver and Associates, based in New York. They specialized in commercial advisory acquisitions, specifically the acquisition and integration of boutique commercial advisory firms into larger institutional structures. I looked up the firm. Forty years old. Significant institutional clients. A track record of acquiring firms at the intersection of commercial development and financial advisory. Several notable acquisitions in the past five ye

Carlos POV As expected, it wasn't easy to get the chocolate cupcake and ice-cream at this hour. It took us a while to search for the coffee shop that opens 24 hours. "Happy?" I asked her once I entered the car and passed her the paper bag in my hand. "Why can't we eat there?" She looked at the 24 hours coffee shop near the road. "Hell no, I'm not going to let anyone see you like this. This is only for me." I said glancing at her beside me and started to drive to the penthouse.

She was sick and tired of everyone gossiping about her constantly. Brooke reached the cafe and saw Beth and Steve were already waiting for him at their table under a huge umbrella. It was their reserved spot, to the left of the door of the cafe. The cafe had a big front yard, many tables situated around, and inside was a huge dining hall. It served as both a cafe and a bakery. The cafe was previously a house, which had been converted into a cafe when the last owners died. Miles Longhorn, one of the veterans, had bought the place to start his business and try to settle into civilian life. It was an instant hit among the locals. More so for Brooke and the gang because it was kind of a midpoint

#THE SPLENDID CAFE, LA# Inside the cafe, Veronica could be seen as she disguises herself in black sweatpants and a white bear hoodie with her black face cap. She hadn't come there to have a coffee, but to have a private discussion with the killer she hired online. Someone might be following her, and she doesn't want to make her movements suspicious. After waiting for him for what seemed like forever, a guy suddenly stepped into the cafe. There were not many people in the cafe, and with Veronica's description, he was able to locate her table easily. “Hey, you took so long,” Veronica complained as she rolled her eyes at him.

he asked, his tone polite, careful, almost hesitant. Jimmy’s eyes flickered in surprise, caught off guard by the sudden gentleness. “Yes, sir, she's even there now.” Calvin’s gaze sharpened again, the usual fire returning. “What coffee shop?” “Coral Haven Café, sir,” Jimmy replied. Before another word could be spoken, Calvin had already moved, striding toward the elevator with a sense of urgency that left no doubt he wouldn’t let this moment slip by.