Novel Coffee Novels & Stories

“This is coffee made by my wife. Very delicious. You won't even find anything this good in the elite cafés of New York.” "Thank You." Xander sipped his coffee slowly. Gibson wasn't lying. The coffee was really delicious with a very fragrant aroma of coffee beans. “My wife always makes her own coffee. She roasts her own coffee beans before grinding them manually. It's his mother's secret recipe." “The coffee is delicious. Once again, thank you." "You're welcome."

“Let me, Young Masters.” Nico had wanted to do the honors of introducing someone to coffee, but now he had to leave it to someone else. And this caused him a bit of disappointment. It wasn’t just the satisfaction of being first that he was after, but also the unspoken happiness that he felt from someone’s rising heartbeat. Even from a distance, he could hear such a thing, and it had become part of the rhythms of his everyday life. The quicker pace that came from this magnificent invention called coffee was a subtle way for him to get what he liked.

She placed it on the table between us and poured me a cup of coffee. The aroma of the coffee wafted through the air, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath. It was a rich, robust scent with a hint of sweetness, and I knew that this was no ordinary coffee. I took a sip, and my taste buds were immediately overwhelmed with the intense flavor. It was smooth and velvety, with a subtle nutty undertone that danced on my tongue. I turned to the Prince, who was watching me intently with a small smile on his lips. "This coffee is exquisite," I said, unable to hide my admiration. "Where did you get it?"

Our basis for our course is the thing that we love the most, in that way it would be easier for us to adjust to the new life we are ahead of. Presently, I am on my way to Miró Coffee. Caroline and I's meeting place, also my favorite coffee shop since their coffee is something that really suits my coffee taste. Their coffee beans are something as well, perhaps it is because they have a direct trade relationship with a coffee farm in Nicaruga. Also their menu, they have a variety of coffee filters and espresso. They also serve coffee cocktails and wine for dates. Their interior design catches attention too, minimal and open space, plus their free Wi-Fi. The moment I reach the coffee shop, I im

I replied, shaking his hand briefly before pulling it back, a tingle left in its place. “So, Kalia, what’s so captivating in that book of yours that you almost missed the best coffee in town?” He nodded toward my cup. I tilted my head, considering him. “You are assuming I don’t already know that this place has the best coffee.” He raised an eyebrow. “Fair enough. But now I’m curious about the book.” I held it up, the cover facing him. “It’s a mystery novel. Keeps me on my toes.” He leaned in slightly, intrigued. “A mystery, huh? So, you like solving puzzles?”

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?

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!

I looked at Jade smiling brightly at Cleo and realized in time, we may have exactly what they have together, maybe something even better. “Elliott, this coffee is FANTASTIC!” Jade declared after taking a timid sip while Cleo chatted her ear off as we walked through the main entrance to the mall. “Oh, Elliott ordered his basic bitch coffee for you?” Cameron winked at me and I slapped him upside the head. “What a manly hit from someone who actually ordered a pumpkin spice latte a few weeks ago.” “I’m sorry I don’t drink gross bean water like you two! Who orders black coffee from Starbucks?!”

I walked out to find Raf standing there. “You look like hell.” Raf commented. “Thanks asshole, I need some fucking coffee. I have been up for hours going through shit.” I told him. Mykayla slid a fresh cup of coffee across the table to me. Over this last week they bought an espresso machine. I am pretty fucking sure my sisters had something to do with that purchase. It had mysteriously shown up four days ago. It has become a huge hit with everyone. Aunt Viv and a couple of the omegas had learned how to use it. My sisters and the other girls were beside themselves with happiness. They had been complaining about the coffee. I was not as addicted to coffee as they were but that does not mean th

Nueva opened her eyes to the robust scent of freshly ground coffee beans. Alpha Gray stood in front of her with a breakfast tray. A lonely late-season flower from the garden rested against the mouth of a small decorative vase next to two cups containing the dark velvety brew. The coffee's delightful, original compounds mixed with fluffy buttermilk pancakes gave the room a heavenly aroma. Nueva eagerly sat up with her back against the bedrest as Alpha Gray put the tray over her lap and sat down at the end of the bed opposite her.