Rumi Cafe Novels & Stories

I asked, savoring the sweet taste on my tongue. “Yes,” he replied, grinning. I could tell he was excited that I was pleased with his choices. Who wouldn't be pleased with such delicious pastries? “Mummy Joe has the best pastries in town.” Zara said, “Mummy who?” I asked, confused. “Mummy Joe. It's the name of the cafe.” he explained, “Interesting,” “You should try their pancakes. You'll fall in love with her,” Zara added. “I definitely will. There's enough time to try them all.”

A quiet twenty-four-hour café overlooked the water. Only three tables were occupied. Soft jazz drifted through hidden speakers while rain tapped gently against the windows. Yumi Carter sat alone in the far corner. She wore a cream-colored sweater beneath a long beige coat. A cup of untouched coffee rested in front of her. Every few seconds... She glanced toward the entrance. She wasn't sure why Nikolai had insisted on meeting so late. When the café door finally opened... She immediately stood. "Nikolai..." Her voice was barely a whisper.

I hated that, knowing there are children out there having their parents or parent being taken away from them. God is truly the only one that stayed with me the whole time. All the ups and downs. Overthinking really makes time pass very quickly that I didn't realise that I missed my stop 10 mins ago. I got off the next stop and started walking back - only 15 mins walk from here to the cafe. Ryan's Cafe was not just a cafe it also had a small book corner where people can bring books to sit there and read for free without having to order anything. It's amazing in my opinion. The bakery there is also the best especially the cookies baked by Ryan himself.

I just wished that being here would solve all my questions and bring back my mom! I was scared of what would happen here. What was I thinking? I didn’t even tell Isak what if this was another plan of theirs. What if something happened to me? “Mucchie cafe! Is this the best place to get what you want? The doorbell announced welcomely as I pushed open the door, only to be greeted by warm air and the smell of beacons and coffee in the air. My stomach grumbled hungrily as I stood by the door and observed around. The cafe seemed busy as I looked around.

Lori frowned as Otiz turned the car toward a café. "Yes, I want to try it. Yesterday, someone recommended it to me. They said the hazelnut pie here is delicious." Ruby had chosen that reason from the start—after reading the café's reviews, of course. She chose the café because it was right next to the hospital, where Angelo was. "Really? I came here when it first opened, and meh... I hope they've changed." Lori got out lazily, but she still followed Ruby. Of course, Otiz also followed them inside.

Ava's POV We decided to meet at lemon drops cafe, which was my favorite cafe in town. Lemon Drops Cafe had a really nice and cozy look. The tables were made of wood and had small vases with cute yellow flowers. The chairs were all different, it's like they were collected over time, giving a homey feeling. The walls had a mix of bricks and soft colors, making it a pretty background. The cafe got plenty of light from its big windows, and there were warm string lights hanging above, adding a nice touch to the environment. A big chalkboard showed the menu with tasty treats. The people working there always wore aprons with happy pictures of lemons. The counter looked a bit old but loved, where yo

On a whim, we ducked into the little cafe whose sign proudly proclaimed, "World's Best Hot Chocolate" So far, I was inclined to agree with the description. I looked around the cozy space and smiled. The cafe was called Rouge, and the interior consisted of varying shades of red. Red leather booths, red velvet rugs on the floor, and the walls were also painted a lighter shade of the same color. It should have been overwhelming but strangely, it was comforting. "And how is your coffee?" I asked Michael with a teasing grin, "It surely can't be as good as what Isabella and I ordered."

Our sweet waitress greets us. " Hi, Ireen. Please open this bottle, serve it to booth 21, and make me Camellia tea. " The waitress nods. Camellia tea is our specialty, and the cafe is called Camellia Cafe. The flower Nikolas gave me inspired it not so long ago, and I returned to the booth, sitting before Xavier Alarie. We are quiet. My gaze is on my hands, and I cannot look him in the eye. He is so intimidating.

Ramona left the house as she headed to the cafe where she works part time. She arrived there, and entered the cafe shop, Nunami cafe. She met the owner of the cafe which is a young man who should between in his late twenties. Terry Adam. Ramona saw him, and greeted him as she bowed her head slightly. "Good morning boss," Ramona greeted, and he smiled brightly at her. "Morning," The cafe door opened, and Ramona turned around as she face the door, she bowed slightly and greeted four people that entered the cafe.

he asked gesturing me to take the seat opposite him. " just now" I replied plopping myself on the chair and took the menu to stop my hands from shaking due to my nervousness. " hmm so what do you want to order," omer asked scanning the menu. " This cafe is famous for pancakes and their milkshake," I said smiling at him. " hmm okay then we will order pancakes,"