Coffee Maid Novels & Stories

One of the maids was there, and I approached her with a smile. "Hi,there ," I introduced myself. "Could you please show me how Aaron likes his coffee to be made? I want him to have his coffee exactly as he likes it" The maid, named Maria, smiled warmly at me. "Of course, ma’am.Good evening ma’am and it would be a pleasure," she said kindly. "Sir Aaron likes his coffee strong with just a splash of cream. He also prefers it to be piping hot." I nodded, making mental notes of his preferences. "Thank you, Maria. I appreciate your help.Can we try to make it? Just to be sure?”

I looked at Jade smiling brightly at Cleo and realized in time, we may have exactly what they have together, maybe something even better. “Elliott, this coffee is FANTASTIC!” Jade declared after taking a timid sip while Cleo chatted her ear off as we walked through the main entrance to the mall. “Oh, Elliott ordered his basic bitch coffee for you?” Cameron winked at me and I slapped him upside the head. “What a manly hit from someone who actually ordered a pumpkin spice latte a few weeks ago.” “I’m sorry I don’t drink gross bean water like you two! Who orders black coffee from Starbucks?!”

She moved back into her room followed closely by Cordelia. "Keratin made that coffee, you know." Cordelia perched on the edge of the bed. "He's a fast learner, especially after I taught him the basics of putting the sachet of instant coffee inside a cup." She giggled. "Fast learner indeed!" Germaine said rolling her eyes. A smile played at the edges of her lips as she took another sip. It was heavenly. She was not the type of person who liked black coffee, she preferred hers with heaps of cream and sugar.

Our basis for our course is the thing that we love the most, in that way it would be easier for us to adjust to the new life we are ahead of. Presently, I am on my way to Miró Coffee. Caroline and I's meeting place, also my favorite coffee shop since their coffee is something that really suits my coffee taste. Their coffee beans are something as well, perhaps it is because they have a direct trade relationship with a coffee farm in Nicaruga. Also their menu, they have a variety of coffee filters and espresso. They also serve coffee cocktails and wine for dates. Their interior design catches attention too, minimal and open space, plus their free Wi-Fi. The moment I reach the coffee shop, I im

“Hello, hello, he said to me while Thelma was prompting me to answer him. I gave in after a few seconds of fear and doubt. Hi…uhm hello, I was stuttering. Whose is on the line please, he asked sharply. Oh sorry, it's Isabella. Your maid, Isabella. Thelma hit me for referring to myself as the maid. I don't know what she was expecting me to say. Would I have introduced myself to him as his girlfriend? Who wouldn't have his own girlfriend's number? Why doesn't he have my number all this while?

Canna P.O.V. As I woke up to the sound of thunder growling over the city, I quickly put on my coat and made my way downstairs to the kitchen, craving a hot cup of coffee to start my day. As I entered the kitchen, I saw my mother already busy brewing a fresh pot of coffee. The aroma of the coffee beans filled the kitchen, making my mouth water. I greeted my mother with a cheerful "Morning Mom," to which she replied with a warm smile and a "Morning Canna." She knew that coffee was always at the top of my to-do list every morning. My mother carefully took out a clean cup from the cabinet in front of her, knowing that I preferred my coffee in a particular mug. She then poured the hot coffee into

“Mmm-hmm. However, I find it…interesting that of all the items you could’ve brought from your place in Denver, a coffeepot topped the list.” “Not just a coffeepot, a coffeemaker,” he scoffed. “The premier all-in-one brew system using the French press method. And I only buy free-trade Guatemalan coffee beans which makes the entire coffee experience nearly—” “Orgasmic?” she supplied.

I sat next to him and ordered my breakfast. As soon as my coffee arrived, I started savoring it, “Mmm… Mana from Heaven.” King Mateo laughed, “I have never seen anyone enjoy their coffee as much as you do. I’m surprised you don’t drink it all day.” I started laughing, “Trust me; you don’t want me drinking more than two cups in the morning. I’m not very pleasant to be around when I have had too much caffeine.” King Mateo replied, “I can’t imagine you being anything but sweet.”

"You don't remember?" They had shared a conversation about their choices of drinks during their first meeting. "Miss, I find it rather surprising you chose chamomile." "What is it that people find appealing about coffees?" She cast him a sweet smile, and he inched closer to her, pressing her slightly against the wall with his taller body, "It's just that I feel like having something heavier for a boost in caffeine this morning, but I am also fond of the lighter drinks." She felt him breathe up her neck, and his masculine charm aroused her. Her heart was beating so hard that he could feel it.

Andrius and Kraius were both weird. “I'll just order. Don't leave me, Kraius. Give it to me for free. It's for holding hands. You know, I'm faithful” she said to the young man. “Sure!” he agreed, nodding. Anya smiled as she went to the counter. It had been a long time since she last tasted her favorite coffee. He ordered a Caramel Macchiato while Kraius ordered Brewed Coffee. "Caramel Macchiato for Miss Anya!" shouted the barista.