Universe Cafe Novels & Stories

On his way to multiversal studios, he pulled up to a café, hoping a strong cup of coffee would at least shake off the fog clouding his mind. As soon as he stepped inside the cafe, the familiar warmth and scent of coffee beans greeted him. The café wasn’t crowded, just a few people scattered at tables, their faces buried in laptops or books. He approached the counter, placing his order, the barista's cheerful voice incompatible with the heaviness that lingered around him.

explained Agam. Shaquelle explained that in recent days the cafe has decreased because of a new cafe that was built beside the Shaquelle cafe. Not to mention that the cafe atmosphere looks as modern as abroad, so it makes many customers come there just to take photos. Shaquelle's cafe is clearly synonymous with Shaquelle's favorite cartoon Hello Kitty since she was a child.

Upon entering, she was greeted by the delicious aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the soft sound of piped music. While waiting for her order, Luiza watched the customers around her. The cafe was filled with people of different ages and backgrounds, each immersed in their own stories. She envisioned each individual's journeys, the challenges they faced, and the joys they experienced along the way. While enjoying her hot coffee, Luiza noticed a mural on the wall of the cafe. It was an exhibition of local art, highlighting the diversity and creativity of the city's artists. Each piece was unique, reflecting individual perspectives and artistic talents.

Such a fun chapter!! Chapter 11 - Colton Hastings doesn't get jealous. ~~~ Café Day was a small coffee and cupcake shop that sold reasonable yet extremely delicious creamy and unhealthy food. It was exactly what anyone would need on a hot Sunday morning. Starbucks was just a few blocks away from it, still, Café Day was never short of customers. The majority of students preferred Café Day due to its not-so-soaring-the-sky rates. Plus they rarely wrote the names on the cups wrong.

I was just staring at my phone, waiting for Lucifer to call or message me when Summer suddenly asked me that. We’re here at the school cafeteria. It’s quite spacious here and even the tables and chairs were arranged beautifully as if we’re inside a fancy restaurant. There are also waiters and waitresses that gives us the menu and bring the food that we order. Though Summer also told me that there’s a cafeteria that offers unlimited dining where you are the one to put the food on your plate from a long table that s filled with foods that the University chef cooked. I took a spoonful of the CAKE and looked at Summer. “I-It’s fun..” I gave her an awkward smile.

I muttered. Walking towards the supermarket, I was drawn to a cafe that had just opened on the corner. It looked attractive with a minimalist yet elegant design, large windows that let in sunlight, and a simple yet charming signboard: "Cafe Serene." The neutral colors used gave a calm and comfortable impression.

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."

I run down the stairs before taking a look around. I shudder in revulsion before running out of the house. Today I'll only be working at the cafe. It's a cute cafe. They mostly sell coffee and pastries but there's a section for books. There are books you can even borrow to read. It was honestly so beautiful,homey and cozy. I fell in love with it at first sight. I entered the cafe to see people already there. I hurried to the backroom to get ready for my shift and deposit my things. I saw my co-worker there.

The cafe on Maple Street was alive with a quiet buzz. Cups clinked against saucers, the hiss of the espresso machine punctuated the background hum, and the aroma of roasted beans mixed with the sweetness of fresh pastries. It was a cozy little place, one Elena had chosen with careful deliberation. Neutral ground. Public. Bright enough that shadows couldn’t creep in.

KAIA I push open the door to Moonbean Café and breathe in the rich aroma of coffee and fresh pastries. The little café sits just down the street from Moonfang Construction, tucked between a bookstore and a flower shop. It's become our unofficial meeting spot since I started working here two weeks ago. Talia waves at me from a corner booth, already nursing what looks like her third espresso of the day. I slide into the seat across from her, grateful for the familiar warmth of her presence. Sometimes it feels like I never left, like we're still seventeen and planning our weekend adventures.