[Slow Brew Series 2 of 2] [Completed] Bea's dream was always to open a cozy, charming little book cafe. My dream-me, Jules, it's my story now, bitches-was to avoid unnecessary stress, talking about my own feelings, and James Hale. So naturally, the universe decided to shove all three onto my lap. Now I'm thrust into managing Beaumont's Books & Brews-aka Bea's pride and joy (aka the haunted mess of a coffee shop we're scrubbing, gutting, and dragging into existence from the afterlife). Which would be great... if she didn't have to share the title of "co-owner" with a walking migraine in designer loafers. James Hale. My archnemesis. My best friend's boyfriend's brother. Also, somehow, my boss. We made out once. It was a mistake. A moment of weakness. A tragedy for the history books. And now he's here. Every day. Breathing my air, drinking sugary, over-creamed monstrosities he dares to call coffee, and always-always smirking at me. I take my coffee black. No syrup. No foam art. No pulling out emotional baggage mid-espresso. The way coffee should be. Just pure, tasteful pleasure-with a bitter finish. Welcome to Beaumont's. May the odds be ever in my favor. [2 of 2: Slow Brew Series] Dual POV | Romantic Comedy | Coffee Shop Romance 18+ for suggestive dialogue, some explicit scenes, language Cover by @Metal_Head14

Watty Winners Reading Event: Read like a winner 🔥 The year's Watty Award-winning stories just got even better. From December 4-14, the more you read, the bigger the rewards: 📖 30 mins = 1 entry to win 150 Coins 💫 60 mins = 1 entry to win 1 month of Premium 15,000 readers will score epic prizes. Start reading and see how high you can climb. [Watty 2025 Winner] [Slow Brew Series 1 of 2] [Completed] Look, I didn't mean to embarrass myself the first time I walked into Brewing Grounds. Or the second. Or...every other time since. But something about the place-and the barista with the messy ponytail and the glasses that she pushes up her nose-makes me forget how to form actual sentences. Bea. Her name's Bea. She spelled mine wrong on my cup the first day (Ell-yot Hayul), and now I'm kind of obsessed. Not with her. With medium lattes. With her handwriting. With the little hearts she scribbles on my cups. Okay... maybe a little bit with her. The point is: I'm a walking disaster around her, and I'm pretty sure she knows it. And okay, maybe I started showing up every morning at exactly 7:30 just to see her. And maybe I've been reading up on how to flirt because I thought that might help (it hasn't). But honestly, what's the worst that could happen? I embarrass myself again? (Already done that.) Spill coffee on my tie? (Happened last week.) Accidentally fall in love with the barista who writes flirty notes on my coffee cups? Oh, wait... [1 of 2: Slow Brew Series] Dual POV | Romantic Comedy | Coffee Shop Romance | Slice of Life 18+ for suggestive dialogue, some steam (nothing too explicit) 🏆 1st Place - Pimp My Romance Awards 2025 🏆 1st Place - Pink Watty's pINKspire Awards 2025 "Best Dialogue" 🏆 The Nano Watt 2025 - Contemporary Romance Winner 🏆 Watty's 2025 Winner

Professor Cornelius Threadforge, a genius of tailoring magic, cannot stand students - especially Sophie. Arrogant, cheeky, and forever asking questions. When she applies to be his assistant, he sets out to scare her off. But when he finally sees who she truly is, he discovers something he never expected-passion, talent... and deeply hidden feelings. Will the professor understand why Sophie gets under his skin so completely? Note: I wrote this story originally in Polish and I used AI to assist me with English translation, manually verifying and fixing each paragraph. Also, this story contains mature themes intended for adult readers only.