Story Kopi Novels & Stories

Warm, cozy, loving, a home filled with people and the hint of cocoa and magic in the air. Pulling myself away from the only happy memory I had of my family, I started tapping on the keyboard. Sometime later, when my mug was already empty and the clock on the TV showed 2 AM, I had my new blog story finished in front of me. “Hey, my alluring fans! Were you waiting to see if my next ‘Kiss and tell’ story was going to be with the cheerleader you asked for? Yeah, I did it again. Let me tell you every detail of our hot kiss...”

“N-no, I was only told to follow him here.” “I see. Let me explain to you.” He stood up and combed his hair back with his hand. “I am Sir Kop, owner of this cafe. In this business, we make the finest dishes that suit everyone’s taste and our main attraction is our coffee. Most of our ingredients come from top quality farms and even our own farms. However, there are some ingredients that are gathered from other places. Such as herbs from mountains and deep forests.” He spoke while making hand gestures as if doing a presentation about his cafe. “Now, speaking of mana absorbing devices, there is but one place worth mentioning, Blackwood Mountain. So mind telling me, why do you want to go there?

He let out the friendliest of smiles, making Anderson very uncomfortable. Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive the stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation

My hips quake and jerk and he smiles edge-ways at me. He leans in close to me again, working my inner muscles all the while "You're still not coming yet. But this is your last appetiser. You get the main course soon." And with that, he pulls free, wiping his hand on the immaculate white linen napkin. He dabs at his mouth with the napkin, talking behind it. "You're drenched, Kirstie. Wonderful. How's your pasta?" My pasta? Ohhhh... Godddddd... *****

Koji quipped him. “Shut up,” Alfi said irritated. The three laughed at him. A few minutes later, Alfi finally somehow managed to eat it up though he had looked like a zombie. What a wazzock. “Ji, do you have a cup?” Alfi asked. “What for?” Koji asked. Alfi drew a string of cheap coffee powder from his rucksack. “I don’t have hot water here,” Koji said. “Oh, you do,” Alfi said pointing out the magic jar.

"What do you want to drink?" Rashad and Caitlin had never been to a place like this before, and they couldn't help being a little reserved. Rashad pretended to know a lot about luxury goods. He pursed his lips and said, "This is the place for the Sonnet family to hold parties, right? Do you have Kopi Luwak? I heard it was very expensive!" Caitlin immediately said, "Then I'll drink Kopi Luwak, too!" Snow smiled sarcastically. "Yes, I'll make coffee for you right now. After it's done, let's have a good chat!"

I felt like a piece of meat in front of hungry wolves. Suddenly Vadas was in front of me, his lips pressing against mines. I stiffened in surprise. He placed one hand on my waist and another on my neck dragging me closer, deepening the kiss, asking for entrance which I granted him, enjoying the moment. Until we heard somebody clear his throat and parted, a low growl coming from him. It was Ketiri. “So I assume you like this one.” She smiled sheepishly. “Yes, pack it. I’ll write down her address” Vadas responded. Squeezing my waist.

while eyeing the bowls. Of course, it did not work on the first try. However, it doesn’t mean that the young man would give up. He did this every day with every meal that is served. He was always there with her every breakfast and dinner. If they were lucky, they get to have some snacks too. He continued to narrate his life story, but most of the time it’s just pure nonsense that it almost made the girl laugh. Keyword: almost.

I turned around and said to him with my widened eyes and my hands on my hips. "Not really but since you mentioned it, perhaps I will." He smirked. "Password by the way is six 8's". He drove off a short distance to the pump and when he came back to fetch me, all the food and coffee was also ready. I got myself seated will the brown bags on my lap. I handed him his coffee which he placed on a cup holder near the steering wheel. I was holding my caramel latte and taking small sips. "You can take some bite already of the rolls. We'd be traveling for about 30 minutes."

"Yes, just hold on, with Nea and her mother's attack, it looks like she really hates us and is afraid." "Yeah, there's a lot going wrong here, and you know they want you to go and get out of here quickly." That's my best friend Pohan, starting from Thamrin City I carved out a new life. Dawn, we should have arrived, opened this very spacious shop, Pohan who likes black coffee bitter which is made without stirring, or little Pohan who always eats with rendang jengkol and his favorite fried foods, and the thing that I remember him is always share it with me. Be patient, Po will treat you later if you get paid.