God Coffee Novels & Stories

I shook my head. "Okay, but have you ever tried a triple mocha?" I raised a brow towards Josh. "I will take that as a no with the assumption that Xavier probably gave you black coffee?" Coffee can be made in other ways? "Come on," he said, linking our arms, "I'll show you the life." I was taken to a little restaurant that seemed to only sell coffees and teas. I was a little embarrassed at how long it was taking to read the menu so I got Josh's recommended triple mocha. "So!" Josh grinned while Zay rolled her eyes in his direction. "What do you think?" I hesitated in bringing the straw to my lips, although the drink did look delicious. Swirls of chocolate decorated the clear cup filled with a

It made sense given how cranky all these people would be without good coffee. “Everything is on the house today, so get whatever you would like,” Diego told us. He just had to go and say that because now I wanted one of everything. The aromas were damn near orgasmic, so I could only imagine how good everything would taste. I ordered a large white chocolate mocha and blackberry scone. I might have to sneak back down here later depending on how easy it would be to sneak out. I could get Kade to darken the room so they would not see me. Then they would know it was me unless I enlisted the help of others.

Why can’t things go the way I want? I rushed through my cold shower, so I’d have plenty of time to make something for breakfast and figure out how we would get her a coffee she’d like. This is the Adirondack Mountains. We don’t have fancy coffee. We have Folgers or Maxwell House. We have varied roasts, but not like espresso or something fancy.

Even though when she woke up this morning, Gadis prayed that today would go well, with no prolonged drama and that things at her office would go smoothly without needing to argue with Kingkong; this creature in front of her. “I want coffee,” King replied with a wide grin. ‘I'm being kind, Pasaraya." No, King wouldn't put down the box of Gadis's breakfast. He had already been caught up in the savory, slightly sweet taste of the carrot slices and the sauce that complemented Gadis's breakfast. He wouldn't leave the rest to Gadis. So ... he took out his wallet and pulled out three red bills with some difficulty. “Buy me an Americano with less sugar, too, Panji. Go with Pasaraya and buy some coff

"Cognac and coffee." "Might as well make it all of us," Krista said. "Wow, that is strong," Krista coughed when she tasted the snifter of Louis XIII cognac that Inga handed to her. "David loved cognac," Susan sighed, swirling her snifter. "Wow, that tastes great," Zach said. "I'm not sure that I've ever had any before." "This coffee is incredible," Krista said after taking a sip. "I've never tasted coffee like this."

Geoff said, grinning ear to ear. They walked on, passing a coffee shop where people sat tapping away at laptops. Geoff nudged him inside, steering him toward the counter. “Choose whatever you like,” Geoff said. Keenan scanned the glowing menu board, his lips moving as he tried to piece together the names. “Caramel… macchiato… latte. These are spells.” “They’re just coffee drinks,” Geoff said, amused. The barista looked up expectantly. Keenan straightened, gripping his pride like a sword. “I will have… your strongest potion.”

I demand when he steps into the elevator before the door could close. "I changed my mind." He shrugs, pocketing his hands as he leans on the wall opposite mine. "Whatever, just don't talk to me." I warn, resuming back to sipping on my carajillo. Of all shades of coffee, carajillo is the craziest; the shit tastes so divine, and I can't help wondering who sat down and thought of mixing coffee with alcohol, while Isaac Newton was busy staring at his father's apple tree. Who needs gravity when you can get high on coffee?

Gavin said to Orion, who still hadn’t taken his eyes off the coffee. He nodded. “I don’t drink coffee,” he replied, finally tearing his gaze away. “Seems different from what I heard, Mr. Ashford?” “I prefer my own blend rather than buying from outside,” he argued. How pretentious, he thought. “Well, it’s up to you,” Gavin said before taking the coffee from the table and handing it to an ASHFORD Empire employee passing by. “Coffee, one of the best in town,” he added, causing Orion to look at him.

Jack rushed towards us “Yes. You can have it” I handed him the last donut “Wait” he turned to Rickon “Are you eating that?” “What does it look like?” Rickon took another bite “You told me it tasted like shit” Jack gasped dramatically making me laugh “Is that their coffee too?” His eyes widened as if he was seeing the most shocking thing ever “You only drink hand-ground coffee beans imported from Panama” Jack said “That is definitely not from Panama" I laughed “Get over it” he glared at Jack

She still couldn't believe that she had managed to escape the suspicion of the Lewd Demon. ‘This is like a suicide mission. I have to leave this company as soon as possible.’ While thinking hard, Kara prepared hot water and a cup. However, as soon as she opened the cupboard, her focus was diverted. The row of jars in front of her were labeled with the names of the days. Black Ivory coffee for Monday, Finca El Injerto for Tuesday, Saint Helena for Wednesday, Hacienda La Esmeralda for Thursday, and Luwak coffee for Friday. The contents of that cupboard cost more than her monthly salary!