Coffee Maid Novels & Stories

Maisey chirped. I pulled in the lot and turned off the engine. “What’s not to love about leather, no matter what the age?” I shrugged. Maisey sighed dreamily, “Yeah, leather is nice no matter what.” When we walked in I realized that we were the first ones there and walked up to place my order, “Hey Miss Kayla, Can I get a macchiato with 2 extra shots please?” She nodded and then looked at Maisey for her order. “Can I get a half calf mocha latte please?” Maisey ordered and I arched my brow wondering why she was cutting her caffeine.

“Miss Riddle is spot on. My coffee beans are indeed from Floezen Manor, and the roasting method used is indeed deep roasting. I really did not expect that Miss Riddle was so knowledgeable.” The voice was elegant and sonorous, so everyone could not help but look at the person. It was a man looking dignified in a silver-gray suit. He came up to Nicole. “What a coincidence, Miss Riddle.” Nicole raised an eyebrow, not expecting to see Jared here. “What are you doing here?” Seeing that Nicole was so curious, Max quickly stepped forward. “I guess you haven’t known — this new café belongs to Mr. Johnston.” “This is his café?” While Nicole furrowed his brows, those people sitting behind her were stu

That is my mother's domain. "I brought you coffee, sir." "Thank you." I take a sip and it is like the world has become brighter. It has a strong but smooth taste. "This is an amazing coffee. What make is this?" "It is Jacobs Kronung." "Keep them coming please." The waiter nods and walks away. I keep sipping on my coffee. This is the kind of coffee you don't spoil with sugar or creamer. You drink it straight up. The waiter comes back once again with a plate in his hand. He places the plate in front of me. I stare at the plate. It has a big sausage with french fries.

Irene asked unhurriedly. Silence ensued, so Irene continued, "You've all been working here for a while, and know each other well enough. I could tell because I've been working here too, and I just have to pay attention from time to time if I want to know you. For example, Raven there likes her coffee pressed, which is made by mixing boiled water and coarse ground coffee beans. It's purer and tastes stronger." Leveling her gaze at the woman sitting on the row to her right, she asked, "Or am I wrong?"

Joel said as he switched off the engine and got down We go there every day, why are you acting like is your first time" Liam asked from behind him So you won't reject it" Joel said as they both entered the shop They went to the counter to order Two iced Americano please" Joel said I know you don't have to remind me, is always your usual" The attendant said with a smile while looking at Liam Whose head was been bent in his phone Joel took the two cups of coffee and handed one to Liam Lisa looked at her phone as she gave the card to the cashier to lay for her coffee

She protested. "I'm sorry, Ms. Thompson, but I will be punished if I let you escape." The driver was not exceptionally respectful, and turned to exit the cafe. Her heart raced. One moment later and the driver might have found out what happened. She sat down on her seat and finished her cup of coffee, before walking over to the counter to buy coffee beans. "Which one of these are the most expensive?" "This Blue Mountain brand is the most expensive, but it has a smooth flavor and is artificially cultivated," the receptionist suggested.

"One pot of race fuel coming up." Elena walked to the kitchen and reached for her secret stash. She took out a sealed container and popped it open. She then retrieved the bag of Sello Roho coffee and scooped out enough to make a pot of high-octane coffee. Normally this was only available on the streets of Columbia, but she had bought this over the Internet. Starbuck's couldn't even come close to how good this stuff tasted; they were a pale wanna-be compared to this. The Hawaiian stuff she had tried from a friend came close, but this stuff had the caffeine equivalent of a six-pack of Jolt Cola. When the coffee was brewing and Elena was automatically going through her normal breakfast ritual,

Chastity smiled shyly at him. “I will. On one condition.” Colby said. “What condition?” Chastity asked sadly. “Tell me how the hell you make your coffee so good. Every other coffee tastes like shit compared to yours.” Colby grumbled. “Really?” Chastity laughed. “Hell yes! The only good coffee is yours. All the rest is crap.” “Fine. One spoon of french roast, one spoon of hazelnut, and one spoon of dark roast. But them in a container, shake it well, then dump in the filter, and start.”

Sure enough, his voice slid across the mind-link and answered my unspoken suspicion. ‘Get me a large, iced caramel macchiato with four pumps of vanilla—not the sugar free shit they have, and extra caramel drizzle. If Katie’s at the register, tell her I want coconut cold foam on top. She’ll know what to do. Oh, and have them make the three shots ristretto. It’s just too bitter if they aren’t, completely ruins the flavor of the drink.’ I pinched the bridge of my nose, fighting off the headache that was already forming.

As soon as we took our seat in a cozy but simple, semi-circle couch that could fit four, Robbie said chuckling, "I thought you would like this place. You have always been fond of a homely, cozy environment." I smiled happily, "I like the simple designs and homely feel of this place. It is very comforting." "I know. They make one of the best cold coffees, Heaven Cream Cuppa. You must try it. It is the best in the entire city," Robbie said enthusiastically, "If you say so," I laughed.