Lumine X Venti Novels & Stories

Game on. I lean toward the open window, projecting my best customer-service smile even though no one can see it. “Hi! Yes, I’ll have a venti iced white mocha with six pumps of vanilla, extra caramel drizzle on top and inside the cup, cold foam with an extra shot of espresso blended in, and a sprinkle of cinnamon on the foam. Oh, and make it oat milk, but extra creamy. Wait... no, scratch the oat milk, go with coconut. Actually, half coconut, half almond. And can you do the drizzle in a heart shape? No, a spiral. Wait, both.”

“Long day?” “Very,” Lune replied, shedding her jacket and letting it fall onto the nearest chair. She walked over and settled beside him on the couch. The familiar scent of his cologne filled her senses, grounding her after the whirlwind of the day. Arlo raised his glass. “I thought you might need this.” He offered it to her, and she accepted it with a grateful smile. She took a small sip, savoring the rich flavor of the wine. It was a welcomed distraction, and the warmth spread through her, easing the tension that had built up throughout the day.

Eve said defending me and Max nodded. "Is it possible to forget this kind of thing?" Ethan asked Max while Max tried to make him shut up. "Max will order for me." Eve said gesturing to max and the waiter turned to face max who smiled. "I'll take iced caramel latte, double drip almond milk, no vanilla extract, six pumps of sugar, extra ice, add honey and cinnamon powder put whipped cream too, venti." Max said and I looked at him with wide eyes. Can he really drink that?

I placed my hand over his, making him look at me. “It would be, just be positive. You guys will win.” He gave me a lopsided grin and squeezed my hand in gratitude. I pulled my hand away and rested on the chair. At this moment the waitress came with my coffee and it looked really creamy. “Alright love.” she said while placing the cup on the table. “Prepare to be amazed, so this is a quad long shot grande in a venti cup, half calf double cupped no sleeve, salted caramel mocha latte with 2 pumps of vanilla, substituted with 2 pumps of white chocolate mocha for mocha, and substituted with 2 pumps of hazelnut for toffee nut, half whole milk and half breve with no whipped cream, extra hot extra fo

After he was done writing everything down, I looked up at Vincent, then handed the menu over to him since it was his turn. He sat upright and took it off my hand, then simply proceeded to set it down in front of him without bothering to go through. He turned to Jamie, "One bottle of Crescendo, from Powers Wines." Of course. Such a fucking show-off. I did not hide my eye roll, not even when he caught me in the middle of it. He looked away with a small smirk on his face. Jamie roughly took down the order, oblivious to anything else that was going on between ourselves.

Was that why we could communicate through thoughts in that battle? Alexander, oblivious to the thoughts fighting for dominance in my head, pulled up a leatherskin water bottle from the side of the saddle. "Are you thirsty?" He asked, then poured the water down his throat. He handed the bottle to me and I did the same, gulping from it. He appeared fidgety and nervous, and I knew the brief whatever-it-was between the both of us had affected him the same way it had affected me. Maybe I was better at hiding it than he was. Or maybe he had more to hide than I did.

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

to anyone who would listen. “Answer it anyway” Jade scrunched her nose adorably and I was instantly putty in her hands. “Alright fine, this time of year I get a venti white mocha with 2 pumps of apple brown sugar and 2 pumps of caramel.” “Oh, that sounds delicious.” Emma said, glancing up at Jade. “Yeah, that does sound delicious.” Jade nodded seriously. “So three larges?” I asked, pulling the car out of the garage. I’d wait to explain the incredibly odd sizing scale at Starbucks another time.

There is soft jazz playing in the background, and sunlight spills through the windows like liquid gold. We sit in a corner booth, away from the few other patrons. Zenith orders an iced caramel latte with whipped cream. I raise an eyebrow at the mountain of cream, and she sticks her tongue out at me. “You’re judging me.” “Quietly.” She sips with an exaggerated moan. “You should try it before you criticize.”

"She doesn't know. Just 'something different.'" "Here." Zoe dumped the drink and quickly made another with nearly identical ingredients. "Call it a... I don't know, Medusa's Venom or something. Say it's exclusive." I delivered the "new" drink with appropriate ceremony. "The bartender recommends our Medusa's Venom. It's not on the menu….specialty clientele only." Valerie looked intrigued despite herself. She took a cautious sip, then nodded approvingly. "Much better. See? Was that so hard?"