Kindle Matcha Novels & Stories

He’s shirtless, wearing only a pair of jeans that hang low on his hips, and the sight of him makes my breath hitch. He’s holding a steaming mug in one hand, his gaze fixed on the fire as it crackles softly in the hearth. There’s something about his posture—tense, pensive—that makes me pause. I study him for a moment, my earlier contentment giving way to a subtle sense of unease. “Morning,” I say softly, breaking the silence. Luke turns, his face lighting up when he sees me. “Morning,” he replies, his voice warm and rich, like honey. He crosses the room in a few quick strides and hands me the mug. “I made you some Matcha.”

Mine was a Matcha tiramisu, while Alex's was a brown sugar Pavlova with caramelized peaches. "Are you sure about that!" Alex frowned as he pointed at my plate, "It's so.... green," I smiled at his silly remark. "Well, it's supposed to be. Matcha tea is used instead of espresso." I hastily lead the spoon to my already drooling mouth. Mmmm! Another culinary discovery. Alex watched me for a bit before turning his attention to his dessert.

** "Oh, I love a good matcha." Victoria says from next to me as she cradles her cup of matcha latte. The guards at her slide look more menacing than Duke/Luke, but that could be the strawberry Frappuccino in his hand. "Yes, matcha is great." I agree blandly as I sip my hibiscus iced tea. "Really? How come you didn’t take it?" "It's in the afternoon; I'll have trouble sleeping if I take caffeine past-" Hold on...that was true before, but lately, I've been sleeping like a baby.

“Special blend. Most don’t know we do more than sell cannabis blends and eatables.” Sell, Lucas repeated at the back of my mind. I thought it was odd too, but I smiled kindly at the man. The sadness that had been clinging to him seemed to be easing. It was Renda. He knew her somehow, but I doubted I would get a chance to ask. “It’s hard to get the chocolate, vanilla, and bergamot balanced right,” Renda said. “Cocoa Madness has always been my favorite.” I frowned and looked at her, “Bergamot? Like Earl Grey tea?”

“Ice cream, candies, cupcakes, milk tea, and slices of cake. All of them are matcha.” The smile of the two was the last one seen before they vanished into the elevator and into the penthouse of Wisdom’s new ‘fiance’, Denver Mikhail Giordano. *** She signed the contract before messing her fingers with matcha macarons and cupcakes. “I missed matcha!” She said as she laid down at the king-size bed. The contract that Denver called ‘paper’ is a few centimeters above her head. “Finish first your steak, Wisdom!” said the still-munching Candice at her lobster tail.

“Sounds good, as long as it would just be the two of us there.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Tomi snaps at me as I smiled at her. “Don’t worry babe, I know Tomi has been overstepping herself, you can have me all to yourself later today.” Kola teased as I couldn’t control my smile, I bent my head to hide it as Kola laughed at me. “You two are so sickly sweet.” Alice cooed. “Thanks.” Kola and I replied at the same time as I glance at Tomi face to see her frown. I guess that in a way, I won this match.

"Green is my favourite color as well." Oh, he wouldn't live this one down, would he? "Here," He said, passing her the green mug. "I'll take the pink instead. I didn't drink out of this, so don't worry." Her brows furrowed. "Okay..." She reached for the green mug and held it between her hands. It was warm, and kinda smelled nice. "What's this?" "It's Masala Chai tea. A combination of black pepper, ginger and cloves. It's great for post-rain warmth."

I walked to Mario's car "Morning beautiful." He said and he gave me beautiful roses "Morning and thankyou." "You're welcome, shall we?" He asked and I nodded. He drive us to the little cafe. We get out from the car and I left my rose inside his car, don't want to tel the whole world that he just gave me a flower right? "So what do you like?" He asked "I don't like coffee that much but I like matcha." "Matcha frap sounds tempting." He said

She quickly responded with an 'ok'. I took out a pack from my pocket after having a few gulps of martini and having a smoke. I raised the small pack to eye level and looked at the white powder inside while exhaling a puff of smoke remembering the last time I got high on crack. "Hello old friend. Ready to drive me crazy?" 《Jack》 "Fuck Jack..." I speeded up as I went from slapping her ass to squeezing them as the pleasure was increasing. After a while I pulled out and we got into missionary position and I wasted no time.

But how did he know? After thinking for a moment, Kit texted: "They are beautiful. Thanks". "Sorry I did not get it. Who are they?" "Orchids". “Oops… I’m embarrassed right now, but it’s not me… I don’t know your address :( but if I did… You’re in London, right?” "Kitty, huh? You're offended?" "Ki-i-it ... Maybe we can meet?"