Chocolate Latte Webtoon Novels & Stories

Edible lava cakes. An hour and a half later Dante walked through the front door, the scent of chocolate and his mate's heavy scent led him to the kitchen where he found her sitting on the counter with her legs folded under her, three plates in front of her. From the looks of it, she had finished one plate and was on her second one and soon on her way to the third. "Baby," Dante called out, and venus froze, her cheeks like that of a chubby bunny because she took a large bite from the lava cake.

"Because maybe one day you'll say no and I want to be ready." Mara looked at her three-year-old son for a moment. Then she looked at the woman behind the counter. "He'll have the one with the chocolate on top." Lucas pumped his small fist in victory. She carried their order to the corner table by the window—his hot chocolate with exactly two marshmallows, her black coffee, and his chocolate pastry that he ate with surgical concentration from the edges inward. She opened her laptop and pulled up her emails while he ate, the comfortable quiet of their morning routine settling around them like something warm and solid.

“Hey, Kris! How’s everyone today?” I said as I sat my stuff down. “I think we are doing pretty good.” Kris looked around. Everyone nodded in agreement. “I’m going to order Starbucks. Anyone want anything?” I asked as I pulled out my phone. “I’ll take a Chi Tea.” Kris yelled. “Anyone else?” “No, thank you.” “I’m good, thanks! “Just finished mine!” “Alright. One Chi Tea coming up.” I added a white chocolate mocha and an impossible breakfast sandwich. “Coming in thirty minutes.” I said as I set my phone down.

Hayden curiously questioned his brother. "Did I get you the wrong thing? I just..." Before I could finish, I was stopped as he put up a hand in the air, drinking the chocolate mocha. "There's no need, Lily," he responded to me. "The other day, I had a very tasteful chocolate at my pleasure. From then onwards, I've been craving more ever since. Hence, one of my reasons for the chocolate mocha. It's the best thing I've ever had, and I only want it from now on. Its taste is exquisite. Once you've had a taste, you won't want anything else. That's why I've decided that my throat will only suck on more of that chocolate," Hunter told Hayden, taking in a mouthful of his mocha.

The chocolate cake was equally delicious and she found herself enjoying every bite. As she continued to work and savor her treats, Luna felt the stress and tension of work slowly melting away. She took a moment to look around the cafe and noticed the other patrons were also enjoying their time there. Feeling re-energized and refreshed, Luna closed her notebook and took one last sip of her latte. She smiled to herself, grateful for the little break from work and the opportunity to enjoy a moment of peace and relaxation in the cafe. Luna walked down the street, enjoying the warm sunshine and gentle breeze. She had been working hard all week and decided to treat herself to a nice cup of coffee

"I can't survive without taking latte in the morning. Bring the latte back in the office" Holy cow! I cried running over to the trash bin to fish out the cup. ********* Oh Mm Gg. So I finally managed to write a second chapter Comment, share vote after you've read. Love you guys Jojoestiel

(giving rise to the title of this novel, it’s our thoughts towards him, he’s so scum! L: ….. Calm down J: phew. Anyways, L wrote chocolate latte at first hahahaha isn’t that just mocha? Lmao in our Chinese ver it was just latte but i* L was craving something sweeter (like your comments ;))

And that is when I saw Marcus’ eyes glint— he wants to have these candles as well. P.S.: the Choco Coffee Bean Treats idea was borrowed from a cartoon I watched on Youtube... if my memory serves me right, I think its called 'Cafe Wingcle'... it was a cute and good cartoon... anyways, thank you for reading, and sorry for the slow updates.

Caramel was a snitcher and Macchiato was her accomplice. Whereas, Latte was completely different from them. She was the one who forced Shadow to drink the poison every week. Her position was rather higher than Caramel and Macchiato. Luckily, none of them knew except Shadow. That’s because Shadow was her direct victim. Every week, her remorseless eyes dug deeper into Latte as if to warn her to mind her back. As if telling Latte that Shadow would return with an evil smirk and claimed the debt. And Latte fear was legit.

She was beginning to get sleepy. Charleson called her and said he knew all about the Primes, the grotesque sculpture that had caught her attention in the library. She refused to change her topic and wanted to push the article about it. The second he told her that he had knowledge about them and offered to help, Chessa hopped from her bed and put on her yellow hoodie over her black camisole, not bothering to change her shorts and made her way to the café. But Chareleson was running late. Way too late, to be honest. A cup of vanilla latte was placed on her table, snatching her back to reality. “I didn’t order that,” she mumbled, looking up to the waiter.