Victory Point Cafe Novels & Stories

A girl in a white ruffled apron and a high ponytail asked. "We have your favorite cake in store, sir," she said, averting her gaze on her as if she just didn't ask for her order and as if he didn't just ignore them when he entered. "Really? Then I'll get two slices and coffee too, for her and mine," he smiled, motioning to Cleo. The girl bowed and said to wait while preparing their orders and Cleo silently groaned before simply looking around. The café has a retro and vintage vibe, thick books were piled on a bookshelf on the corner near the entrance and a painting of the sunflower of Vincent Van Gogh was placed beside it and another that looked like a lonely girl who has tears in her eyes.

When I told him everything, I walked away and give Hirre the time she wanted. I drove my car to meet Mr. Vermont and Uncle Lucio at one of his human cafes. It was rarely visited by someone because of its high-level service. Only powerful and well-known people could afford it. I parked my limo inside the massive cafe garage and their cars were already there. I took the way toward the front door and showed my VIP card. The front desk personnel guided me to the secret room. And I did not really expect that I'm here on one of their luxurious estates.

Location: Seogyo-dong, Seoul. Time: 3:00pm Hea reached the café where Yunki awaited her. She stepped into the cafe and a tall young lady approached her. She asked respectfully, 'Are you Miss Hea'? She nodded. The woman smiled at her and said, 'We have been waiting for you for an hour. Mr. Yunki has booked the entire café for you'. Hea was surprised to hear that. She looked around and the cafe was spreading youthful vibes. The vibrant colours and contrasting design caught the attention. Large glass windows exhibited the view of green plants from the exterior, Soft and dim globes were soothing the environment.

he muttered, pocketing his phone before his gaze focused back on the cafe’s surroundings. The Mystique cafe… Since the first time it was built it has always had both a sophisticated and classy aura. Daniel can say that it had the same vibe with other cafes, who’s under-branded companies such as Luis Vuitton cafe, as the cafe concept were targeting high class, and rich people. However that concept didn’t last long since most of the customers were more like family types. The concept shifts more, as Jack the Alpha seems to focus more on upgrading the dessert menu, than the main dish which makes this cafe… more famous with children, who drag their parents.

Henry said. “Okay. I haven’t been to a cyber cafe for a long time anyway…” Jenny said. The siblings both seemed excited about going to a cyber cafe. Seeing that they were both hyped up, Georgie didn’t want to ruin the mood for them. So she decisively snapped her fingers. “Deal…” They decided to go just like that… After the meal, Georgie brought Henry and Jenny to a high-class cyber café near the Japanese restaurant. It was called Flying Feather. The cyber cafe’s theme was based on League of Legends.

Wrinkling her nose in distaste, Victory pushed her palms against my chest, creating a gap between our bodies. "Aww, you're no fun." I grumbled, taking off my shirt and boxers and reluctantly trudged into the bathroom. Awhile later I exited the bathroom to find two silver trays on the coffee table and the smell of toasted bread, bacon and eggs wafted into my nostrils. Victory was already seated on one of the armchairs, cradling a cup of steaming coffee in her hand. Her emerald green eyes were trailing lecherously over my bare chest, pausing momentarily at my hip bones which is covered by the tip of the towel.

Ava's POV We decided to meet at lemon drops cafe, which was my favorite cafe in town. Lemon Drops Cafe had a really nice and cozy look. The tables were made of wood and had small vases with cute yellow flowers. The chairs were all different, it's like they were collected over time, giving a homey feeling. The walls had a mix of bricks and soft colors, making it a pretty background. The cafe got plenty of light from its big windows, and there were warm string lights hanging above, adding a nice touch to the environment. A big chalkboard showed the menu with tasty treats. The people working there always wore aprons with happy pictures of lemons. The counter looked a bit old but loved, where yo

Yanking my phone from my pocket, I dialed his number as I strode to my car. He picked up. "Victor. 72 Maple & Fifth, Bean Haven Café. Now." He wanted to say something but I cut him off. I just slid into my car and drove away. --- I pushed through the café door and slipped inside without wasting a second. Bean Haven Café smelled like burnt over-roasted beans. I spotted Victor immediately...tucked in a corner booth, sunglasses on indoors like he was dodging paparazzi that didn’t exist. I didn’t bother with pleasantries. I slid into the seat opposite him, my glare doing all the hello he was going to get.

Primotivo's POV "Two cappuccino, please." I ordered. I'm here now at the D****e cafe which is also located right inside South Ridge Village, where I also live. "This is for take out, Sir?" I just nodded in response. And sit for a while on the nearby couch to wait for my order.

I don't even think I have met her yet. "Get inside!" My mother roared and ushered me into the cafe. The cafe that we were in is one of our favorites. Mom and I love this place because it screams vintages. It was like we were in a Victorian-style room having cups of tea and eating desserts. It wasn't that big though, but I can say that it was as big as any normal classroom. It was painted white and beige. Vintage picture frames hung on the walls, white table and chairs at the center, red Victorian bench cushions at the sides, white wooden floor, mini chandeliers, and that one decorative bike parked at the white for more of that vintage look.