Novel Point Coffee Novels & Stories

I am, quite predictably, exhausted at the Alpha's mansion the next day. Fortunately, there's a lovely little staff kitchen on the same floor as my office, and it's always stocked with very good, very strong imported coffee. I lean back in the leather chair behind my desk, sighing gratefully as I inhale the rich aroma of hazelnut wafting up from my third cup of the day. Man, this coffee is delicious. I think they have it specially flown in from some fancy little cafe in Paris, Claire said.

I rolled my eyes when I heard that. “Are you serious? You are not going to tease me again, are you?” “Why would I? I am very sincere!” “Alright then come to City Cafe!” “Will do.” Then I hung up the phone. Anya’s POV: After hanging up, I said, “Sam Drive to the City cafe!” “Alright!” City Cafe is X city’s most upscale coffee shop. At the same time, Jenny owned the place. It should be very safe to meet here. Thirty minutes later, Sam drove the car and arrived at City Coffee.

"I'm starting to think Dr. Raymond is more paranoid than you are." "He's being thorough. After everything you've been through—" "I know." I squeezed his hand. "And I'm grateful. Really." --- Downtown Greensville had a new coffee shop that apparently everyone was talking about. Tina dragged me there the next afternoon after my appointment. "You have to see this place." She pulled me through the door. "Trust me." The café was small but perfectly designed. Exposed brick, plants everywhere, the smell of fresh coffee and pastries. And behind the counter—

His face was pale as he moved to leave, but Juliana stopped him. At that point, Mom and Dad couldn't be bothered to scold me anymore and rushed to comfort Edward. … The next day, when I left the room, it was already noon. They were all sitting at the table, where steaming hot dishes were laid out. Upon seeing me, Edward uttered warmly, "Nick, you're up! I ordered this just for you. We always go to this restaurant. The food there is really good, so I got takeout. You should try some. I bought it with my own money!"

I’m wiping the counter when the bell chimes and that accented voice that makes me shiver comes through. What the fuck is he doing here? “Large black coffee, extra hot.” Nikolai Serrano is leaning against my counter in a dove-gray cashmere coat with collar popped. He looks like he walked off a Paris runway and that just made me more pissed. “We’re out of coffee.” He laughs loudly, obviously amused. “You can't be out of coffee. This is a fucking coffee shop.” I slam the bell harder than necessary. “Fine. Name for the order?”

“There’s a coffee shop just around the corner. My treat.” I rolled my eyes but started walking in that direction. “You’re lucky I need caffeine.” THE COFFEE SHOP was quiet, nestled in a small corner between office buildings. It had a cozy atmosphere, with warm wooden interiors and the rich aroma of coffee filling the air. I chose a table near the window while Nolan ordered for us. He returned with two cups and set one in front of me. “Black coffee. No sugar, no cream.” I raised an eyebrow. “You’ve been stalking me?”

They named it after me and I'm just so proud that the coffee shop sounds like mine. Grabdma Fuchsia and Grandpa Martes lives at the third floor of that shop during business days and closes the shop every summer. People at the Rue City were Strawberry's Coffee Shop is located turns into a sad community every time summer hits the year because Grandma closes the shop to held a general cleaning and annual renovation.

“The interesting life of a detective.” * * * * * 12:30am The Rain coffee shop not only provided their customers with the best coffee and the tastiest of snacks, but also a lovely view of the street and the serenity of the environment. It was an ideal place for a date, a casual business meeting, a small birthday celebration or a quiet place to relax and let out your thoughts, which was one of the many reasons why Tia loved to come here occasionally.

"Well, my wife and I had a heated argument, just like a married couple, and she decided to kick my ass out of my own house. She just got angry because I haven't spent my time with my family, even though I spend most of my nights taking care of my daughter, who has special needs. Anyway, what are you doing outside? " "Well, I just want to walk outside. I need to relax after all these crazy events of the past three weeks. " Kathy said as they walked down the sidewalk. She noticed a coffee shop that was open 24/7. "Do you want some coffee? My treat. " Jeff nodded and the two of them went to the coffee shop. Jeff gently opened the door and let her in before he entered. The smell of coffee beans

Claudia Woods’ Point of View Dream Café is the name. The cafe was vast, and it exceeded my expectations. I thought that the cafe was just normally built, but this one was prior built in a two-story building. The extravagance screams with class on it. Each side of the walls are enchanting. It was aesthetically pleasing, each corner has its own unique frames and different words on it. The vibe was warm, not to mention that the walls are painted coffee along with touches of white vanilla latte palette on it.