Second Wave Coffee & Books Novels & Stories

"I will, thank you, Alpha Sebestian." Sebestian nodded stiffly back and left, going to stand by Jason side again. Ammy watched Jason talk animatedly to another guest while Ammy looked on indulgently, breathing deeply of their lingering, entwined scents. Cinnamon, cloves, ginger and cardamom, like his favorite tea, the underlying smell of old books. It smelled like a lazy Sunday afternoon in the parlor by the fire, a morning spent reading in bed. Like home. A throat cleared behind her.

It rattles and growls like a beast, but she laughs every time it jerks at a bump, so I do not complain. We start at a little book cafe on the edge of the square. The building is old, bricked with ivy creeping along the windows. Inside, the scent of roasted coffee beans mingles with worn pages. There is soft jazz playing in the background, and sunlight spills through the windows like liquid gold.

CHAPTER 174 Nicholas and Noel sat in a coffee shop called Fast Coffee. It was a kind of mid-to-high-end shop, which served coffee as their main menu. The two men sat across from each other. Accompanied by a hot americano and macchiatto, Nicholas and Noel sat down to rest their minds.

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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.

Then, to break the growing tension between us, I thought of a way to divert it. "I'm on my way," I said in a dismissive voice before "Okay." Feeling hungry and mentally drained after the session, I decided to stop by a coffee shop for a refreshment. I was never the passive type when related to work, but I suddenly didn't want to go to work after knowing my condition. I just wanted to do nothing aside from getting lost in my thoughts all day. I chose to drop by a coffee shop near a beach. It was less crowded since only those who had private cars could easily access the area. I ordered a glass of non-coffee beverage, then walked to a corner table adjacent to a floor-to-ceiling window.

Sighing she set her thoughts on Cody aside and continued on with her work. She had always dreamed of owning her own coffee and book shop and after high school she took some business courses online then bought the old book shop on the main street. After putting some work into it she was able to convert the big old used book shop into a coffee and book shop, where she had shelves of used books available in and around the front and near the back she had taken out a store room to put in the kitchen and the counter for her coffee shop. A few old comfy chairs were placed around either in pairs or alone with small coffee tables where people could sit together and chat or sit alone and read a book w

I had promised him no walls, but I had also promised myself I wouldn't become a financial burden to the Thorpes. I pocketed my phone and started walking down the busy, rain-slicked avenue bordering the campus. Two blocks down, tucked between a bookstore and a laundromat, I saw it. The Wired Bean. It was a dimly lit, bohemian coffee shop that smelled intensely of roasted espresso beans and burnt sugar. Taped to the inside of the glass door was a handwritten sign: BARISTAS WANTED. LATE NIGHT SHIFTS (10 PM - 4 AM). INQUIRE WITHIN.

The city was quiet and empty and I walked to the nearest coffee shop that was open. I ordered my usual black coffee and then I thought about Elliot. He always got a vanilla latte with extra foam. I remembered because I used to watch him drink it every morning when he was my assistant. Before I could stop myself I ordered a vanilla latte with extra foam. The barista gave me a weird look because I was holding two cups but she did not say anything. I paid and walked to Blackwood Tech. The building was mostly empty when I got there and only security and the cleaning crew were around.

Selyna’s POV All the myths are true…my mind is reeling as I stare around the coffee shop, a double moccachino in the glass mug on the table in front of me. I am so glad that secretary, what was her name? Kristen?Kristy? Kirsty?yeah that was it! Well, I am glad she recommended this place…it has a cool vibe and really great coffee. The small coffee house has brick walls adorned with bright art and the staff are quite colorful themselves, I could see this quickly becoming a favorite hangout. I must have fainted because I woke up on a sofa in the Alpha’s office worry and awe on the faces of both the alpha and Ashe.