Novel Coffee Novels & Stories

As we walked in the haul, I could see tables and food buffet style, the littles and subs always get the food set to the side for them even if the food time was over, but the doms, they'll have to do with whatever they find, again, I should know I'm the one who created this system. "Coffee?" I say I don't remember ever writing about coffee in the stories, I should have added a coffee machine with all-you-can-drink Nespresso, and lattes on the go, stupid me, I never regretted not adding my coffee addiction into my stories until now. "Yeah, we'll get you coffee," Raphael says and suddenly he became my favourite just like I wrote it. "Brother, I love you," I tell Raphael making him smile. "And I

PRESENT DAY... As agreed upon the night before, Mia was the one to provide the coffee. She carefully selected the beans from her favorite local roastery, ensuring they were fresh and aromatic. The rich scent filled her kitchen as she ground them, heightening her anticipation for the morning ahead. It wasn’t just about the coffee—it was about the quiet significance of the gesture. She wanted the first thing Erik tasted that morning to be something she had chosen, something that carried a part of her. As she poured the dark liquid into a thermos, she imagined his reaction—the way his lips would curve into that familiar, thoughtful smile, the same one that had always made her heart stutter, eve

He asks. Kylynn points to the note lying beside the coffee sitting in front of her. I think I know who is responsible. I watched Vienna set the coffee; she got them down in front of them as well. I giggle when their eyes light up. These two have a serious coffee addiction, but it keeps them from killing people in the morning, so I will deal with it. Cole picks up hte note and laughs. “You two are so fucking spoiled.” He laughs.

He sat in his chair. "Yes, I did. Here is your coffee. And here are all the business newspaper you would like to have a look." He took a sip of his coffee. His facial expressions changed. God Sophia why did you add cinnamon to coffee on the first day? You don't experiment on the first day, you stupid lady! "Who made this coffee?" He spoke. "Huh?" I mumbled. "You very well heard the question Sophia." "I-I made it." There I said it! "There is something different in this."

Thirty minutes later We pulled up in front of Caffé Noire—a monument of caffeine and capitalism nestled in the upper district of Manhattan. The kind of place where: The coffee comes with edible gold flakes, Everyone pretends to write novels on MacBooks, And if your espresso isn’t hand-poured by a Colombian barista named Mateo, it’s considered offensive. Outside, Illana stood there—gawking. Literal jaw-drop. Neon hair clashing wildly with the rose-gold accents of the coffee shop window.

"Feel free to go stand in the line at that cart for two hours. Maybe the child is also a caffeine addict, and you'll find him there." Keven mumbled under his breath about spoiled nephews and their overindulgent papas as he dragged himself over the respectably long coffee line. As if it were Alec's fault that Amelia had sent him out the door with a mug of coffee which may have been on the list of top ten most expensive coffees in the world and which had been brewed by a barista that held the title of World Champion. Oh, and he had had the barista add just enough of the coffee to not affect the taste but to still enough to deter Keven from sampling any. Though when Alec had courteously offered

Kristopher found it cute. "Okay! drop your pout or i won't get you coffee ice cream" he said pulling over "i can buy my own. This ain't no movie where the male would bride the female lead with her favorite treats" Jude replied still refusing to drop the pout "This ain't no movie. this is novel and i am talking about the toppers coffee ice cream made with soy milk. I would get you 5 full tubs of it" Jude struggled to keep her pout as the offer was too good

This is book 3 of the Bad Boys and Babies Series. It is a stand-alone novel with all-new characters, however, the themes are similar! Please enjoy! Emma “Welcome to Coffee Shack, Mrs. Johnson.” Emma greeted her next customer with a smile. “Your usual?” The woman in a suit nodded, barely looking up from her phone. That was typical here. The coffee shop was located on the first floor of a downtown skyscraper with all sorts of important businesses filling the offices upstairs. W&W BabyCo held most of the floors, but there was also an internet company and a well respected law firm in the building. Everyone who came for coffee was usually busy with some sort of important work.

He replied. The next morning, Arielle went to the bookstore, she saw the board ‘Closed’ hanging there, she had come way too early, the store wasn’t ‘open’ yet. She then leaned against the door and tried to peek inside, she found him coming out of the kitchen with his coffee mug on his hand he then proceeded to his large leather chair, keeping the coffee at the side, he picked the book from the table and with a red marker on his hand, he began his read.

It was really good. Eevonne looked at Ruth and Sabrina with her eyes widened. "What…what is the brand of this coffee? Why is it so delicious?" Sabrina smiled. "Doesn't it taste bitter at first but then sweet after that? Also, the sweetness at the end makes you want to keep savoring it?" Eevonne nodded. "Mm-hmm. Yes." Sabrina let out a long sigh. "This coffee is called…cat poop coffee." Eevonne uttered, "Oh…"