Hearts that see
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Last published Wed, Dec 17, 2025
A coffee shop that only exists at midnight.
Two strangers who were never supposed to meet.
One glance that traps them in another realm.
Welcome to the Midnight Roast!
where your coffee comes with a side of destiny, and the only way out is through! *sips*
A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
This story was born from fevered dreams and a love of strange, beautiful worlds, from the cosmic scope of books I read to the intimate magic of a late-night coffee shop. Imagine if it's real, you won't even wanna go back to the human realm. Did I mention the human realm? ew boring
Thank you for stepping into the Midnight Roast Coffee Shop with me.
- Neastardust
Copyright © 2025 by Neastardust
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Finished: [Month] 2025/2026
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