Coffee Prince Novels & Stories

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

But, one glance from him, as if he could read her thoughts and see deep into her soul, fixed her in her chair. He reached for the tray of refreshments Eden had forgotten until now and took one of the brightly decorated styrofoam cups, with a Rise Coffee Shop logo stamped to its side, and the word 'macchiato' scrolled in pretty, feminine-like handwriting on the white lid. They had outlets nationwide, mostly in shopping malls, but Eden remembered seeing one in the food court, on the first floor, when she played with the interactive map. She's a sucker for their chai lattes and would kill for one right now, or anything warm really.

It was really good. Eevonne looked at Ruth and Sabrina with her eyes widened. "What…what is the brand of this coffee? Why is it so delicious?" Sabrina smiled. "Doesn't it taste bitter at first but then sweet after that? Also, the sweetness at the end makes you want to keep savoring it?" Eevonne nodded. "Mm-hmm. Yes." Sabrina let out a long sigh. "This coffee is called…cat poop coffee." Eevonne uttered, "Oh…"

Benjamin announced the two ladies as they walked into the living room where coffee will be served. “Where are all your servants?” Princess Freda asked when Benjamin brought in the coffee. “Right now I only have the Cook that is also the housemaid and her husband Benjamin. That is an all-rounder,” Prince Deacon said, taking a cup of coffee served in an elegant tea cup. Prince Deacon kept his eyes on Emily, taking a sip of coffee, wondering if she will remember the familiar taste that he once forced onto her. “I expected it to taste really bad, but for some reason, it tastes familiar. I think I like it,” Emily said after her first sip.

Carlos POV As expected, it wasn't easy to get the chocolate cupcake and ice-cream at this hour. It took us a while to search for the coffee shop that opens 24 hours. "Happy?" I asked her once I entered the car and passed her the paper bag in my hand. "Why can't we eat there?" She looked at the 24 hours coffee shop near the road. "Hell no, I'm not going to let anyone see you like this. This is only for me." I said glancing at her beside me and started to drive to the penthouse.

But Niccoli just brushed it off and answered, “I don’t mind one bit.” Right after saying those words, he invited himself to the table while David has a piece of toast ready and handed it to him. “How do you like your coffee? I am in charge for today.” He announced and so the young prince responded with his preference. “I like mine sweet with a dash of milk.” “Coming right up.” David beamed back and soon he returned with a coffee exactly just like what Niccoli requested. Of course, he also made another cup of his own. It was without a doubt that the guy was a huge fan of caffeinated drinks.

He asked, almost in a whisper. "No... nothing, just one tablespoon coffee and wate.." "ONE SPOON!" " It's Civet coffee, It just requires a small teaspoon. Do you know how expensive it is, ordered specially from Indonesia." What absurdly expensive fixation this snobbish rich people have! I wondered, but didn't dare say that aloud. "Why was coffee on the right side of the table?" "Huh?" What kind of question is that. He signed heavily, shaking his head when I didn't reply.

Jessamine followed Selene out. The location of that coffee shop was indeed strange. Jessamine felt like she was walking through a maze. After turning several corners, she finally saw a black sign with the word "Saturday". Saturday? Selene introduced the store endlessly, "Don't be fooled by the remote location of this coffee shop. The prices are not cheap at all. A latte costs over 15 dollars. We usually don't come here. For 15 bucks, we'd rather have nice fast food. "But I heard that our CEO likes the coffee in this shop. Look, everyone who comes here to drink coffee is a vixen. If you're lucky, you might run into Mr. Holt."

The doorbell chimed softly as she entered, greeted by the sight of a few patrons scattered throughout the cozy space, with most of them lounging on the deck overlooking the town beach. Making her way to the counter, Delia noticed an elderly man busy wiping down the espresso machine. “Good morning," Delia said with a smile. "It smells amazing in here." The man looked up returning her smile with a twinkle in his eye. "Morning, lass. Welcome to Phillip's Brew. I’m Phillip. What can I get for you today?" Delia glanced at the menu board, considering her options. "I'll take two cappuccinos to go, please. And do you have any Quiche Lorraine?"

She asked for a cup of blue mountain coffee and generously gave the waiter two-hundred as a tip. Charlotte looked at the coffee in front of her and then glanced at the orange juice on Elizabeth's side. She smiled contemptuously and said, "It's been a long time. I didn't expect you to still be drinking something as cheap and plebeian as that." "..." Elizabeth frowned slightly but did not say anything.