Chocolate Latte Webtoon Novels & Stories

"Nothing. Just a blank screen." Dante stared at me. He looked like he could see right through me. "Would you like something to drink?" "Anything," I said, forcing a smile. "Whatever you get, I'm sure I'll love it." He walked right up to me. He kissed my forehead. "Okay. Wait for me." Ten minutes later, he came back with a warm oat milk latte. It was from my favorite little brand in Brooklyn. The temperature was perfect. I took the cup, stunned.

Bethany had been craving a latte, so she decided to go down from the bedroom to the kitchen. Ciro had left for some time, somewhere she didn't know, and he still hadn't arrived. He entered the kitchen, which was completely empty. The maids had already left for their respective homes when they finished their work shift. He prepared his drink very slowly, not wanting the rush to spoil its good taste. Latte coffee was his favorite. Its flavor brought back family memories that stirred his nostalgic sense. He drank it out of a kind of masochism.

“Out of the eighty customers that reviewed, sixty one are positive. Seven are neutral, and the rest are negative. This is better than I expected. We might have a winner.” Fresh boxes of these chocolates arrived in the morning when Lucia opened the cafe. After reading the note that Adrain had written, Lucia started distributing the chocolates for free. “When the feedback count reaches 300, I’ll send a reply,” Lucia thought as she chewed on the chocolate. “This is my fifth one. I noticed that this chocolate is easy on the throat. That’s not easy to achieve. How did they prepare this product?” She looked at the chocolate cover. After seeing Elena's name on the cover, Lucia smiled.

He stole one of the plates, stored in the stack of shelves next to the front counter and behind the till, and began nicking little treats from the bakery display of the day, as well as a satsuma for good measure. Lila made him some hot chocolate from the machine, using one of the extra fancy Christmas mugs, before adding a heap of whipped cream and some more chocolate sprinkles on top. She slid the mug over the counter to Kai and watched him get situated at the nearest table, his spine relaxing as he lounged back on the fluffed-up pillow on the makeshift booth. “Did you come straight here from the college?” Lila asked him, leaning forward to steal a puff pastry, filled with chocolate cream,

That devotion. It should have been mine. It will be mine. I will make it mine. The room trembled around me as the Luna Maximus accepted me, and welcomed me, with a hum of dark approval. Its pages flipped open on their own, landing on a chapter written in ink black as night: THE RITUAL OF POWER TRANSFERENCE For Those Who Dare Defy the Moon My pulse pounded. A ritual. To steal her magic. To rip her power from her bones. To end the Shadow Luna… forever. A smile stretched across my lips, sweet and sharp and poisonous.

Like a speed train, he snarfs it down and licks his chops, then sits and eyes his human with blatant optimism. “Down.” The dog collapses back to the floor, offended, eyes squeezed shut in what can only be described as a puppy pout. I turn my attention to my milkshake. It’s obscene. Layer upon layer of chocolate decadence — double fudge swirled with creamy chocolate, chunks of cookie dough suspended like buried treasure. It looks thick enough to qualify as a structural material. I take a sip through the curly straw. The cold hits my tongue in a sugar explosion that makes my eyes roll back slightly.