God Coffee Novels & Stories

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.

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!

After everything he had been through, he needed this break to bask in the love and miracles around him. Abel raised his coffee cup to his lips and took a sip, failing to hide the scrunching of his nose. He groaned, looking at Ashlyn. "I miss Kass' coffee." Abel sighed. "Mila found this special decaf blend at the market and refuses to let me drink any of the good stuff," he pouted, placing his cup to the side of the screen. Ashlyn covered her laugh with her hand. She's just looking out for you, Ashlyn answered, knowing that she would have done the same had she been in Mila's position. Anything that might help to prolong his life for just a little longer was worth trying.

She skimmed it quickly. "Ding." Another email. Probably meeting docs, she figured. But the second she clicked it open, her eyebrows lifted in visible disbelief. Email subject: [Alpha's Personal Preferences Guide.] What the actual hell? She opened the cursed file. The level of detail? Straight-up insane. First cup of coffee: Ethiopian Geisha, natural process, exactly 20g, water at precisely 92°C. After naps? Japanese gyokuro made with 70°C water. Working past midnight? Sparkling water, exactly three ice cubes.

"It smells terrific. What kind of coffee do you use?" "Arabica Gayo. Common brand coffee is quite popular, and I bought it at a big market in Southeast Asia while on vacation last month." Carol explained while pulling up a chair to sit right beside Tristan. "I thought a successful, wealthy, and independent woman like you would just like all kinds of expensive things that are extraordinarily luxurious, but I guess I was wrong."

said Matt. “Seriously?” Sasha asked Kurt. “Yes, we have coffee shops in Manila and here in Sagada. We created games so that while the family drinks coffee, friends, or mag in relationships, they still get connected. Gadgets are not allowed in our shops.” said Kurt. “Wow, sounds nice. What’s your shop name?” Gaby asked. “Bonding Time- Connection is Free,” Kurt said. “I think you should visit one of our shops.” “Ah, okay. Meaning there is no obscenity,” said Sasha.

Gemma asked as she grabbed her black Jimmy Choo wallet out from her designer bag and looked at her cold friends. Maddie fixed her blonde hair, putting it back into place after the wind had blown it around. She sat more comfortably on the black and green couch, sinking into the red pillows behind her. She looked up at Gemma as she grinned “I know what you want” Gemma smiled “You coffee fiend” “Hey, what can I say, a Piccolo Latte completes me” She sighed dramatically “I don’t know how you drink that stuff!” Cindy shuddered “Could I just have a Green Tea, oh oh no wait; a organic ginger peach white”

The Kopi Luwak that he is brewing smells so good, and it becomes like a perfume inside the room. "Hey, Angel. I love the smell of that coffee. Can you lend me some?" Denver asked as his loving boyfriend got him another coffee cup since they're only two inside the apartment. The smells keep Denver awake despite the exhausting afternoon. Smelling the low acidic coffee scent makes Denver smile while looking at Angelito. "This is expensive like when you buy this outside, one cup can cost you about a hundred bucks—" "A hundred?!" Denver broadens his eyes as Angelito chuckles in his immediate reaction. At this moment, he is now believing Angelito is like a God in the mortal world because of the fl

The guard met her to take her things and put them in the container for customers. What she knows is that its name was not Greg and George's International Coffee before. She searched for it on the internet. GGIC used to be just a small vendor so maybe with the persistence of the owner it grew and grew. When her things were settled, a waiter greeted Frances and she also greeted her. She sat near the glass wall. She took another picture of herself and a picture for Greg and George's International Coffee.