Clouds Cafe Novels & Stories

“I might have something. Im meeting his ex- girlfriend tonight.” he arches a brow interest flickering. “youre going alone? ” “Yes. She agreed to talk.” Aiden hums under his breath the sound low and skeptical. “we’ll see how useful she is.” I should have known that “we” wasnt just a word. the café where i meet Claria smells like roasted beans and cinnamon a cozy corner spot tucked away from the main street.Warm light spills across the tables catching the steam rising from ceramic mugs. i arrive early, order tea and take a seat by the window.

JAX POV The Morning Bean Cafe is not my kind of place. I know that before I even push open the door. The windows are large and welcoming, there's a chalkboard sign out front with a cute drawing of a coffee cup wearing a scarf, and everything inside is painted in warm, cheerful colors. There's a shelf of books in the corner and plants hanging from the ceiling. It's the kind of place where people probably know each other's names and the barista asks about your day and actually means it.

Cassie POV As I walked through the front door of The Bean House, the tiny bell attached to the door rang out. I was immediately hit by the smell of fresh coffee and newly baked pastries. The café was decorated with varying hues of brown, white, and yellow. The seats in the middle parts of the café were arranged in groups of twos and threes around circular tables. The seats closer to the walls and corners of the café were arranged in booths with the chairs having bright yellow cushioning. Various handing and potted plants littered the café giving it the feeling of a cutesy cottage. The floorboards shone as they had probably been freshly mopped and polished. A chalkboard situated directly oppo

Alex said and his wife and son understood. +++++++++ Crazy Café +++++++++ Crazy café is one of the famous cafés near the campus where the owners are currently studying. Yes, the café owners are students. But no one knows it except the trusted staff of the café. They are the ones who are taking care of it while the owners work there as part-timers. Their shifts start after or before their school schedules.

If it won’t happen then he’ll find another way. After ten minutes of drive, they reach the said café. It is a minimalist styled two story café. Wherein the second floor was designated for customers that wants to enjoy to eat in private. It has six small rooms that contains a small table, set of chairs, one or two wall decorations and wide glassed windows that gives the customers the different views. Boone didn’t hesitate to avail the private one, the farthest room from the staircase, wherefore the scenery of the main entrance of the cafe can be seen. At first, Boone doesn’t like what the staff said that they’ll be seeing the road side, but when they stepped in the room he realize that they a

“Oh! Always.” We drive in silence for the next 20 minutes and he pulls into a classy looking cafe with a medium sized signage that reads, ‘Brown Cafe’. I pull out my phone and turn on my location to know the address of the cafe for future purposes. I go inside and the smell of coffee greets me, and some freshly baked bread is staring at me. The whole cafe is filled with brown everything, brown tables and chairs, staff in brown uniforms, brown floor and brown wallpaper with some touches of cream. I find a seat, and a waiter comes to my table with a menu. “I’ll have item 6. Thank you.” I tell him, and keep looking around in awe of this cafe.

Tara said, “It's a mom and pop coffee house, and they have special homemade treats for dogs. Their grandkids own it now. I invest in their cafe, so they will always be around, everytime I come back. It’s called Mom and Pop’s Cafe. They allow dogs inside, and they have a cute covered patio area next to their building, that we can sit and talk in, and the security won’t stand out.” Tara, Alma and I along with three people from the security team pile into my truck, with the rest of our security team in their vehicles, and we head into Cripple Creek, to the cafe. When we get there, the ten time great-grandkids, hug Tara, give loving pets to Alma, and ask if they can give me a hug too. I gracious

He wrapped his arms around my shoulder and I let out a smile as we walked outside. Damn, this is beyond my dreams. I locked the door first before we went inside his car. It took us more than five minutes before we finally arrived at the cafe. Before we entered, I took a glance at the cafe's name which was being lit up by warm light. Nimo Brew. A smile formed across my lips. I saw this cafe a lot of times on the internet, but I never got the chance to come here. "So. . . this is Nimo Brew," I muttered and let out a chuckle before looking inside the place.

“I recommend our house blend. It has a rich flavor profile with hints of chocolate and a smooth finish. I’m sure you will enjoy it.” As the barista prepared the coffee, the young man waited at the counter, while looking at his phone. Murmuring something, as he silently glances at his surroundings. Then, as his eyes stared at a bunch of ballerina groups, who just entered the cafe, the barista spoke up. “You know,” the barista brews his coffee, and mixes it. “This cafe is always famous among visitors since they can see the ballerina idols during their break.” “If they were lucky,” He added, catching the young man interested.

Chapter 19 AAA café “Did you guys come here just to eat??!”, Daniel frowned at Lin Lin and Yichen who were busy eating. “So, what… do we do … then?”, Yichen had a mouthful and was barely able to speak. “Hey… how about the big tree in the meadow on the side of the basketball court?? No one will find us there at night!!”, Lin Lin took a bite of a chicken leg. “Ohh yeah, that would be great!! We can decorated it with fairy lights….. …… …… …… ….. …. … “, They talked and talked and talked.