Second Wave Coffee & Books Novels & Stories

Nadia called in a spoiled voice. Ajeng wanted to vomit at the sight of the girl's behavior. Fortunately, she didn't see the girl every day, because Nadia worked out of town with her father. When Nadia knocked on the door a second time because it wasn't opened, Ajeng approached the girl and snatched the cup of coffee, which was still hot. "Thanks for making me coffee. You know I need coffee." Ajeng immediately moved away when Nadia screamed. "Give it back! Don't be rude! That coffee is for Evan!" Nadia shouted as she tried to reach for the coffee.

she asked as I looked up to see her pouring me a cup of coffee before sipping hers. I nodded and made a buttery toast which I handed to her as she ate. I started to think of the divorce papers, the chaos of what I had undergone a few days ago. It was funny how a few days ago I was in jail wondering whether I would die but here I was already healing and possibly getting back the flesh I had lost.

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"Thank God. If I hadn't served them coffee, they'd be reading together in that Starbucks down the street." Anna put down the cardboard tray and put the coffee cups in order. Her auburn hair bounced below the line of her chin as she shook her head. "Al, you're so crazy. Do you know how much money you spent on coffee just to see those artists read poetry in front of each other? Let them bring their own coffee. "I need to run a business. Until I figure out how to get a loan to expand the bookstore, I need to keep them having caffeine." "Ask Eric. He's still your legal husband."

If I knew it was this easy, I would have camped out here the first time he shouted at me. God, how long has it been since that first day he crashed into me and wrecked my bike? “Hi, what can I get you?” the guy behind the counter asked. “Uhm… caramel macchiato and chocolate chip cookies, please,” I said. The prices are actually not bad. Hmm… for such a preppy-looking cafe, its customers are diverse. And this place despite looking high-end, sells used books? And has budget-friendly prices? That’s something. A different guy hands me my order at the end of the counter. “Hey, it’s on the house,” he said.

Dmitri guided the awe-struck tourist. Then, Dmitri took the tourist to a vintage looking coffee bar on the right, made of reclaimed wood, where soft classical music was playing in the background. "This Book Café is known for its gourmet mochas that are named after books," Dmitri explained the reason behind the christening of the beverages on the menu. "Wow ! I have never heard of such a thing in my life !!" The tourist exclaimed.

she whispered, stepping out. ******* The Café: A Brief Refuge The café was a striking departure from the sterile, high-pressure environment of Wellington Holdings. Its interior boasted a delightful blend of rustic warmth and contemporary elegance. Exposed brick walls were adorned with shelves of books and curios, while vibrant greenery hung in macramé holders from the ceiling. The air was saturated with the scents of freshly brewed coffee, spiced chai, and warm pastries, providing a temporary relief for Amelia’s frayed nerves.They opted for a secluded booth, far removed from the bustling groups of customers. Jake signaled the waiter and made his order without checking with her—he chose a str

Although it was not as enthusiastic as Rafael's work, the business of the coffee shop was also becoming more and more stable. Jessie stayed in lounge and read books for a long time. Alex came over to pick her up. Jessie had already fallen asleep on the sofa. Alex picked up the book Jessie had just read. The name of the book was Appreciation and Taste. Alex casually flipped through it. The book talked about various combinations of coffee and desserts as well as their main characteristics. Jessie woke up and saw Alex reading the book that she had read. Thinking that she was too lazy to sleep when she read the book, Jessie's face turned a little red. "When did you come over?"

Zivah smiled, “Let’s go someplace where we can read and eat and stay for hours.” “The Book Café.” I said excitedly, it was our favourite place to hang out. It was a beautiful café with all junk food available and books kept in shelves and wooden tables and chairs to sit, sort of like a library with food. And it felt amazing just being there, the peace and ambiance. “Oh manh, I can’t come.” I muttered sadly, remembering that the hacking just happened yesterday and there is still no trace of catching the hacker. “I have to go to work.”

A/N :- The 'Flames of Obsessiveness second series' consists of 10 books, including three stand-alone novels. You can explore my profile for the three Stand-Alone books from the second series. This second series continues the stories of the children of the Kashyap, Grey, Miller, Rathore, and Khanna from the 'Waves of Possessiveness first series'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •Book 1) His BLIND REVENGE Tropes :-