Witchcraft Coffee Novels & Stories

She nods, but I still feel the hesitation in her. We pull up to Mon-Mon's coffee shop. She is a witch who does spells and readings and also runs a coffee shop in the connected building. We park in front of the coffee shop. This town is a melting pot of humans and paranormal. We all live and respect each other in this part of the world. I walk Kemira towards the doors, and I hold it open for her. The bell over the door rings and the smell of coffee and fresh baked goods fills the air.

My werewolf vision allows me to see perfectly. There are booths all around with curtains to pull for privacy, there’s girls dancing on poles and everything, I can also detect faint moans here and there where the curtains are closed, hmmm, my kind of place without a doubt! [[ Hello there beautiful, first time seeing you here so welcome to Treasure Throve, what can I get you? For first time visitors you get one of our signature cocktail for free ]] this place is too good to be true ( hi, well I guess I'd start with that then ) [[ great, I'll get right on it for you, would you like a booth or will you be drinking here at the bar? ]] ( hmmm, I think I'd have a booth ) [[ would you like a compani

Radar replies, pointing to the coffee shop/restaurant across the street. Radar’s given name is Kristin, but almost nobody calls her that except her parents. She’s been my best friend almost from the day she was born, which was just one day after me. The outdoor patio of the place she’s watching is crowded, even though there’s been no real coffee available to the general public for at least a decade. Instead, patrons are sipping satz-coff with their snacks. Brewed from old palm fronds and laced with artificial caffeine, the coffee substitute—short for ersatz coffee—is the drink of choice for caffeine junkies despite its somewhat bitter taste.

"Hi. Sorry, am I late? I thought you said nine but" "You're perfect. I'm just early. Always early. Bad habit." She gestured to a chair. "Sit. Do you want coffee? Tea? We have like seventeen types of tea because one of our board members is very specific about tea and we just started stocking everything." "Coffee's great." She poured me coffee from a carafe that probably cost more than my rent. The coffee was perfect. Of course it was perfect. "Okay, so." Sarah sat down across from me with her own cup and a tablet. "Investor summit. Eight weeks away. Four hundred and fifty confirmed attendees. Two venues main conference space here, and a dinner at The Carlisle. Are you familiar with The Carlis

“Man, you should get a whiff of this awesome cafe.” Nico drove close to a certain cafe and one could smell the rich scent of coffee wafting out of the establishment and into the car. It was Ben’s first time sniffing it, being raised on fresh milk, juice, and herbal tea. The scent was unfamiliar to him, but his mind registered it as good. It also made him a little energetic for some reason. “Smells good, right?” “Yeah.” “We could have had it earlier, but we weren’t able to buy new beans yet. Let’s go for it later, after the orientation.”

said Aza as he put the plate in the sink, then took a bottle of water to take him to the room. The sound of the door creaking sounded in the quiet room, Aza immediately took the book then began to take a comfortable position to read it. "Among a group of magicians, the core of the magician itself is called the Cube magician who controls the crystal cube, there are eight cube magicians including blue, red, maroon, green, brown, white, gray and purple cube magicians," When Aza turned the next page, it was blank. "Huh? Empty? Give me a break!" grumbled Aza.