Clouds Cafe Novels & Stories

Gavin smiled happily as he pulled out and drove out of the parking lot. “The café we are going is a big tradition for this town. Everyone knows of it and you cant leave town without at least having a coffee from there. They have special office meeting spaces upstairs so the crowd wont bother us.” Gavin spoke highly of Mama Chika's Café. “I have never heard of it.” Asrar spoke the truth. He was a multi million dollar restaurant company that stretched from one end of the world to the other. He has never heard of this small café. Well to be fair he didn’t care for the cafe's he has come across. They where there own thing in the restaurant world where he was a full sports bar, family orientated

he asked gesturing me to take the seat opposite him. " just now" I replied plopping myself on the chair and took the menu to stop my hands from shaking due to my nervousness. " hmm so what do you want to order," omer asked scanning the menu. " This cafe is famous for pancakes and their milkshake," I said smiling at him. " hmm okay then we will order pancakes,"

That just added up to my restlessness. The car stopped in front of a small but cozy cafe. The exterior was painted in plain khaki. On the foot of the brick wall were concrete boxes filled with green plants. On the top was glow in the dark neon green letters which formed the name of the cafe- Coffee and Arts. It was simple on the outside but once you step in you would want to stay forever. “Now I know why it wasn’t familiar. It’s a cafe for average people.” Her words were perfectly crafted with consonants of humiliation and vowels of boast.

It made him speechless. After their morning jog the next day, Samuel sent Yvonne to her office, as usual. Then he went to The Jewel Building. This place was also dubbed the ‘UFO’ by the locals because its roof was in the shape of a giant disc, and the tower itself resembled a mushroom. It was a landmark of Cloud City. The Crystal Restaurant was housed at the top of the disc. It was Cloud City’s most established western dining place. If one wanted to eat at the Crystal, they would usually have to book a week ahead.

After about thirty minutes of intense concentration, Rafe remembered an incident with Mirabella. He remembered one of the times he and Mirabella went out in the mornings. They were still in their teens when Mirabella suggested that they find a unique hangout spot located near the ocean and name it 'klouds'. They would visit there often to have picnic dates, self defense lessons, romantic getaways and possibly hold their marriage ceremony there one day. That would be their secret hideouts and it belonged only to them. Rafe didn't think he had to told a soul about it. Not even his brother knew about 'klouds'. Ever Since losing Mirabella, he lost interest in things like that. It only made sense

With every step, they were inching towards the cafe – a haven where they could talk openly, away from the shadows that seemed to linger around them. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted Rose as she and Max stepped into the quaint cafe. The soft hum of conversations and the gentle clinking of cups created a soothing ambiance that contrasted the outside world's chaos. They found a cozy corner, settled into their seats, and Max offered to get the drinks.

They were near the famous dandelions field and sunflower farm, a must see for tourists. Suddenly, his stomach churned at the rich filled coffee aroma lingered to where he was, as if the smell was intentionally inviting him to the café. He wanted to drown himself to alcohol but he couldn’t ignore the smell of coffee. Maybe, the café had other drinks to offer, as it shows ‘coffee and bar’ below the name. Wency gently stopped him. “I’ll check if they have table for you,” he said in his usual serious tone. Caden just shrugged his shoulders and trailed behind his bodyguard as they entered the café.

I muttered. Walking towards the supermarket, I was drawn to a cafe that had just opened on the corner. It looked attractive with a minimalist yet elegant design, large windows that let in sunlight, and a simple yet charming signboard: "Cafe Serene." The neutral colors used gave a calm and comfortable impression.

The coffee shop is located on the outskirts of the city, far from the noisy commercial district. It's a gloomy afternoon with dark clouds, as if foretelling an impending storm. The coffee shop is filled with the rich aroma of coffee, mixed with the scent of freshly baked desserts, creating a cozy yet mysterious atmosphere.

So I asked Lucas and seek for an answer. "Master, as you can see, here in Tórshavn, the weather is always cloudy and gloomy..." Yep, I knew 'bout that. "Because, Tórshavn is the cloudiest place in the world. In this specific spot, it was like you can really reach the clouds with your fingertips." Lucas did raise his hands, as if he was really touching the clouds.