God Coffee Novels & Stories

"Coffee from starbucks? Seattle's best? Gloria Jeans? What kind of coffee?" Huh? There kinds of coffee? Gideon saw my confusion. "Do you know what is Starbucks?" I Shakes my head. "This is the 1st time I will drink coffee I heard it will wake me up." Gideon has his thoughtful look on his face. He stands from the couch and offered his hand to me. I folded the blanket first then I shyly grab his hand and we went out of his office. As we passby Scotts room he saw us and he winks at me.

“Yeah, I just told them to make it disgusting.” I roll my eyes. “Still drinking it black like the real macho man you are? Or wait, don’t tell me, you and your tech-bro buddies drink fair trade coffee blended with organic butter.” He narrows his eyes at me. “No, I prefer that coffee made from elephant dung. It’s a delicacy.” “Only you would think drinking shit is a delicacy.”

None of them were like their parents. “Magda, I am having dinner with my mom later this afternoon. There is a coffee shop about a block from the shopping center you are at. They have the best coffee in the state. It’s a shop where they support fair trade coffee and do partnerships with impoverished countries to support women in industry. It’s my mother’s favorite coffee shop and I often come here to get her coffee before I get to her place. I am here now actually. Occasionally, I like to get out of the office and away from the constant parade of people coming to my door and since I was going to Mama’s I stopped here to work for a bit. If you’re willing and feeling a bit brave,” he teased, “t

“Oddie, you are quite odd. Do you mean to tell me you don't know how to read? You went to school, right? She goes mute. “Don’t worry. I can read it for you.” I point at the label. “It says, CYANIDE. Have you heard about it before?” “Get that thing out of here!” “Why so scared? It’s just a sweetener. Isn't that why you put it in coffee every morning?” “I…I don't know what you are talking about. I have never seen that before. I never put it in Gabriel’s coffee!” BINGO!

“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 fucking love you.” “That stuff is really good, isn’t it? Also, random fact. It goes really well in coffee.” “Wait, what?” “Yeah, I know that sounds weird. But a few days ago I made myself a mug of coffee and didn’t have any sugar. Without thinking, I reached for what I thought was the honey to sweeten it. But it was that hot honey stuff. If you don’t mind a little spice in your coffee, it’s really good.” “I’ll have to try that tomorrow.”

Her morning starts with coffee and her day ends with coffee. Gia took a sip and then she looked surprised. The coffee was too good for her. It was perfect with the faint bitterness and a hidden sweetness. "M a k e... m e... c o f f e e... e v e r y.... m o r n i n g." Gia ordered him who obediently nodded. *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l Guys do not forget to leave se lovely comments.

A little while later, Ezekiel returned with the cup of coffee and Gadreel took of sip of it. Instantly, he frowned and looked at the beverage in his cup. It was coffee alright, but not just THE coffee he was used to. Not the type of Coffee Ivory brewed for him. A throbbing pain at the side of his head had Gadreel placing the cup down and sighing deeply, especially when he recalled he still had a divorce matter hanging over his head like a looming cloud.

I frowned as I brushed off the bad thoughts, I turned to Bella Gardener. “Did you have a fight with Terrence? He doesn’t usually leave you like that,” she said fast. “I only had a small problem yet, I’ve solved it well.” “Is that true? Then let’s have a chat in the backyard?” Bella Gardener made an offer. I nodded and agreed because in the backyard there is a beautiful bamboo pond. I nodded and followed Bella as I sipped the americano from my cup. Americano does have a thicker taste than regular coffee. And it seems this coffee is very good for business people who are under stress.