Under The Oak Tree Coffee Novels & Stories

Olivia I took my coffee from the barista with a grateful smile, the scent of freshly ground beans wrapping around me like a comforting blanket. After the long day at work, I needed this little escape. I found a quiet corner table by the window at Crescent Moon Café, sinking into the plush armchair with a contented sigh. The café buzzed with the gentle hum of evening conversations, laptops clicking, and the occasional hiss of the espresso machine. Perfect white noise to decompress.

Birchwood had many hidden gems. A small cafe called All Things Brunch and a flower shop called Dewdrop, just to name a few. Leah and Caleb met up at Dark Roast, the local coffee shop, where they liked to meet every now and then just to catch up on how the other one was doing.

It could be the perfect medicine to cure my current funk. Stepping out of my car, I joined the line that already snaked out the front door to the nearby corner. In the center of Manhattan, it was a popular place for the local businesses, including Carter Tech, which was only two blocks away. Misha preferred his coffee black, and usually didn’t bother with shops like this. “A waste of money,” he’d say whenever I wanted to stop by. Even now, I could almost hear him. “Two hazelnut oatmilk lattes,” he said in my head, placing an order with the barista.

His reply came right away. Ms. Kane, Let’s meet at 10am, 1369 coffeehouse. They have cold brew growlers; you may need it. Cade Well damn, the man wasn’t wrong. I texted back a quick affirmative and stuck my phone in my drawer while making a face. A cold brew growler would indeed get me through the day, so would a line of cocaine but that was off the table. Nikki sidled over, a coffee in hand as she perched on her desk across from me. Her full lips drawn together in an uncharacteristic frown, her long braids down one side of her head, the other half was mostly shaved underneath, a long silver earring dangling from that ear.

"I'm not sure, but whatever it is, I don't think it's related to the truce you established. He doesn't sound too good. He wants to see you in an hour." "Well, it's a good thing I handled things, right?" The opium dealer on my floor groans and attempts to get up but falls into a useless bloody heap. "Take care of that, okay? I'll meet you in the car. I want to make a quick stop at the coffee shop on the way." Gelo drags the unconscious body across the floor. "You always want to swing by that coffee shop." "They make the best caramel latte I've ever tasted. Plus, Keia is a lovely girl. She runs a small business. It's important to support small businesses."

"The scrying mirror! Can the technicians loop that specific segment? My wolf must witness the bloom one more time!" "Me too! Let me see it!" "Can any wolf here grant me a single sip of that fluid? Just one drop?" "Excuse me, Alpha Sterling? Could you introduce my vanguard to your eldest son? I manage the high trade routes at Orecchiette Cafe..." "I am the supreme director of XX Coffee, and my house requires a formal meeting with his shadow..."

"Can I just have the coffee powder, please?" A devious smile crossed her face. "Coffee beans are always harvested fresh in the Quicksilver pack." I could hear small laughter from the other omegas, but right now, I can't leave without getting that coffee. "How do I get it?" More laughter followed, and I couldn't help wondering what was so funny. "There's a coffee farm at the back of the building." She said. "If I were you, I'd find my way there before nightfall." I nodded and left the kitchen, not before hearing a voice behind. "Such a dumb bitch."