First Chapter Coffee House Novels & Stories

The Next Day The Café Evelina walked into the cafe and just as always, it was lively and filled with customers grabbing their early morning coffee before heading to work. She felt proud of herself for turning a struggling café into a prosperous one. The only downside was that she did not own the place. Adrian could come at any time and tell her to leave because, deep down, she did not fully trust that he would keep his word and return the café to her after the six months. Even so, she still held on to a little hope.

Give me back my hard-earned eight-pack abs! END OF CHAPTER 1

Looking around, this is my first time strolling at one of the cafés here in this town and this is where most guys bring my mother for a treat while I watch the flower shop obediently. "I'll get the strongest coffee you have." I handed the cashier the money and picked a table where I would melt for the next hours. The aromatic scent of nude is a pleasant design for a coffee shop. "I will have some cookies and the creamiest coffee you have," I heard a deep familiar voice order behind me from where I am sitting. "Alpha Jax!" Someone whispers. While massaging my temples, I wished repeatedly that the man who ordered was not Jax the annoying Jax, not that I am expecting him to follow me here.

Midway through, a scent—cold coffee mingled with something metallic—rose from nowhere and the edges of my vision went soft. I sat very still, counted to five again, and whispered, “Not now.” Biology, uninterested in my schedule, did not reply. —End Chapter 4

What was that all about? I shot him another deadly glare and then I hurriedly left the cafeteria. ---END OF CHAPTER ONE---

Mains was already awake and puttering about when I got in, and the rich smell of fresh coffee wafted from the kitchen as I entered, the spicy, enticing scent assaulting my nostrils and making my mouth water. "Grab a cup of Joe, kid, we've got work to do!" he called from his book shelf, where he stood searching the spines. I poured myself a steaming cup, the black liquid dancing to the brim and I inhaled the warm, lively, liquid quickly. The hot beverage caressed my throat, settling warm and buzzy in my stomach. Coffee was like magic, I instantly felt awake and focused, and I started in on my questions immediately. "You found the fourth book? Where? What did it say?"

I drink the coffee as I walk out of the building. Again this snitches in disguise as workers glares at me. While some mutters and chatter amongst themselves. For God's sake , go back to work. I groan mentally and increase my pace on the sidewalk to the coffee shop. I breathe once i arrive at the cafe. I bought coffee and go back to Sterling Corp. Thank God i didn't stay long. I meet that lady I saw the first day I resumed. The lady who showed me Theo's office. Please don't stop me.

Such a fun chapter!! Chapter 11 - Colton Hastings doesn't get jealous. ~~~ Café Day was a small coffee and cupcake shop that sold reasonable yet extremely delicious creamy and unhealthy food. It was exactly what anyone would need on a hot Sunday morning. Starbucks was just a few blocks away from it, still, Café Day was never short of customers. The majority of students preferred Café Day due to its not-so-soaring-the-sky rates. Plus they rarely wrote the names on the cups wrong.

If you want, I can continue immediately with Chapter Seven. Here is Chapter Six of Second Chances at Sunrise. The tone remains clean, emotional, and steady toward the slow-burn second-chance arc. --- CHAPTER SIX — THE FIRST COFFEE Yara stood in front of her mirror the next morning, holding two blouses and questioning her entire existence. It was only coffee. Only a harmless, simple, non-romantic, absolutely-not-a-date coffee. So why did her heart feel like it was preparing for a runway show? She dropped both blouses on her bed with an annoyed sigh. “This is ridiculous.”

Chloe’s POV The warm scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, the steady hum of the espresso machine a constant comfort in the otherwise quiet Chapters & Coffee. Chloe wiped down the counter for what felt like the hundredth time, her mind wandering as she looked out the window. The rain had started pouring heavily, a dark blanket settling over the city. She liked it when it rained—there was something soothing about it, like the world slowed down just a bit.