Coldcoffee Stories

COLD COFFEE │ kōld kôfē│ (adj.) - Cold-hearted, bitter, showing disinterest in things due to heart-breaking and traumatizing past experiences. - Quinn Gomez. *credits to the owner of the photos I used ;-)

Hello readers, This is my first attempt to write something, Please bare with me and give one chance to this story. ***** This story is all about Friendship and Love...!! I heard somewhere that "A girl and A guys can't be a just Best Friend, one of them fall in love with other one " **** This whole story is nothing but my own Imagination... Each and every line was directly comes from my "Khuraafati Dimaag". So if any line or any situation is related to other story or anything its nothing but just a coincident...!!! *********** Last but Not The List....!! I am very Embarrassed with my spelling and grammar mistake...!! But I'll update it very soon...! **** Haters please stay away....!!!

A Shivin One Shot..

Cold coffee, in the morning?

Coffee, like people, is different in many ways. People are like coffee. No coffee or person is the same.

ill be taking the first line of a song and creating a story from that one line. one shots the songs are the first that play as i shuffle my music

"I decide that I love to just watch her as her eyes sweep over the backyard early in the morning. She holds her coffee loosely between her hands and her lips barely brush the edge of the cup, but rarely does she ever actually take a sip. It makes me wonder if she just makes the coffee so that she can enjoy the smell as she watches the backyard wake up."

"She swoons over fictional characters and he can't sleep." Monday always comes into Cafe Au Lait at nearly midnight for some coffee and a good book. She's never been that great at speaking to people but throw in the sleepy and rather cute Barista named Bryce manning the counters at that ungodly hour, makes the shy bibliophile and the sleep deprived barista, nothing short of beautiful.

She was broken by family, by life, she had lost hope. He was broken by birth. He was just living his life. Both souls broken beyond repair. This is the story of how they met. how they found hope, a meaning of life, how they fell in love over cold coffee. First story guys go easy on me. Hope you enjoy slow updates, maybe

"I walked down the street to the corner store. The crisp feeling of the cold air filled my nose and lungs; it burned a little, but only a little." Elizabeth knew that she was stuck in a hole of dissatisfaction and disappointment. She was okay with that. Ed was not. This isn't a story about romance or adoption. This is a story about two people finding enough love to become the best of friends.

Sage has been in a very bad state from the moment she left. His friends want him to move on. But will he? The girl he liked, who didn't know what she felt for him, will she ever return? Will she return for the person who brought her true self back? DISCLAIMER : This part of the story is extended by me and not the actual author. This creation is all based on my imagination after reading the actual story 'Coffee Shop' by @CrimsonLuck . Also, posting this part of the story was well approved by the actual author.

A young boy who finds comfort in drinking a cold brewed coffee from the coffee shop around the corner. ~ ~ ~ Sometimes to fill the void all you need is a cup of coffee.

Clair Ramio thought everything was okay her life,family, and friends. Until one day her dad said they are moving to California because her dad has a new job at this new company so he can provide for his family.Once Clair moves there her doubts start to change as she goes to Arizona Appeal High School.Soon as she arrives to her school she regrets everything to meeting this girl named Alice Cooper who makes her life a living hell.Does Clair want to go back to her old friends?Or is she gonna have to deal with Alice for the rest of her 3 years there..

All my life I'd been out of place, to my family, to the place I'm living in, to the relationships I've been in. Everything never seemed to match and I was fine by it. Then I found my place with her. Things were broken and fragile but it always felt right. After all, the shattered pieces can still form the memory of what it once was just by putting it in the right place. Nothing broken ever meant the end. . . It was my mistake of not seeing that.

"sleep tight Hailee." he whispered softly. ©Kayse the Savior

Its only words, and words are all I have... to take your heart away.✍️🎵

You blind me a Lego House with your songs and Ginger hair also with your Blue eyes but would it be My Lego House that you bind forever????

After hearing the best reviews about a certain coffee shop, Anna decides to pay the café a visit and order a drink. When Anna gets her beverage, she finds her name scribbled on the side of the cup, although she didn't tell them her name in the first place. So how did they get to know about Anna's name? Read A Cold Coffee Tale. (for a contest called ~ coffee shop conundrum by @ wattpad coffee community