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Starbucks lovers

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coffee love romance short starbucks yolo

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My name is calla but I like it better when people call me Callie. Not many people can say that they have met "the one" by working as a Starbucks barista, but I can.
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 *+.*+.*+.As I finish his drink I put on a little extra caramel and hand it to him. 

"See ya later" he pauses glancing at my name tag "Callie" he smiles and leaves the store.

As he smiles I think my heart skipped a beat And I take the next order.+*.+*.+*
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Callie is your average teenage girl you know never been in love, into all the "basic white chick" stuff but that all changes when she meets Shane.

Will what Callie has with shane bloom into love or is it just a crush?
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COFFEE by wordsworth21

Coffee, my companion, for years as it soothes my disturbed mind and thoughts. It's like my journals whom I can talk with or who comprehends me without saying anything. I take my cup of coffee and add some chocolate syrup that I usually do when I am riled (although I am on diet my bad mood can be changed or relaxed with this combination only) and sit in the balcony, my favorite place. COFFEE, is actually a seed, just like me, somebody has sown seeds of love in my life. I have given my hundred percent to nurture the seeds though I have been to grind my self respect to save the love. I have been abandoned after being used. COFFEE takes me to the days when I got engaged though walking down memory lanes will do you no favors . I never liked coffee and would have never tasted it if HE had not come into my life. Samaira falls in love with her fiance. Its her first love and the last too. The moment she meets him at her home she feels drawn to the charming man. But to her dismay, she is not the first love of her fiance.......and not the last love either... Could she be able to share her life and bed with the man who loves her a lot but she's not the only woman in his life? Would Samaira decide to save her married life as she feels she loves him truly and can't imagine her life without him? Or someone enters her life to make her realize the meaning of true love?

Indecorous by rosieredness

(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

Coffee at 5 AM √ by LenaHal

"Wait," I put my hands on my hips and frown. "You woke me up to ask me this? Because you want to meet me every morning at five?" "Yes." "So you honestly expect me to throw away three hours of perfectly good sleep just to have coffee with you?" He rolls his eyes and smirks at me. "Yes." "And what's in it for me?" he takes a step towards me. "Duh. You get to drink coffee with me every day for a year," he points at his face. "Are you going to say no to this pretty face, are you?" I hand him a five-dollar bill. "Fine, I'll do it," he smiles. "Now go get me a mocha latte and a cream cheese bagel." √ √ √ Ella Cliff has always been the girl with a perfect Instagram feed, an amazing closet and boyfriends to die for. But Ella isn't who she appears to be. In reality, she despises the role she's playing. Waking up at four A.M. and having meltdowns are daily routines for her and she feels like she's all alone. Meet Connor Black, a boy with a smirk that makes girls swoon, who loves romance novels and who also hates 99% of the population. He's the most popular boy at his school, even though he doesn't talk to anyone. So, what happens when Ella, a girl living a double life, and Connor, a boy with severe depression, meet? What happens if they fall in love? And what would happen if they told everyone the truth? WARNING: This story contains insomnia, depression, and thoughts about suicide Coffee at 5 AM by Maura H. Copyright © 2020 All Rights Reserved

Braces and Glasses (Book 2) by Versace_xx

Taylor is no longer the same person. She's broken. Hurt. Sad. Since Jacob left, everything changed. Bahja is being home-schooled since she has a child. Taylor now goes to LASAS: Los Angeles School of Arts and Science. And she HATES it. ______________________________________ I constantly get picked on by Carla and her friends. Taylor's mom and Ron don't have the time to pay attention or help me out.  Tyler got enough credits last year to graduate early so he's in LSU as of now.  I haven't talked to Jacob since he moved to Atlanta. he doesn't answer my calls nor does he answer my texts.  So, basically, there's no one here for me..  I cry myself to sleep almost every night. I don't even smile much anymore. The only person who makes me smile is Troy, my next door neighbor. He's soo freakin sweet and cute and tall and dreamy and cute.. I'm sorry. He's just so cute.  We don't go to the same school but he moved in last year. he doesn't know that I get bullied but he doesn't need to know.. I guess that's all you need to know..

Love And Lattes [DISCONTINUED] by begumsuaksu

"I have a question... Why do you work here? Isn't it hard to handle work and school at the same time?" I asked. He chuckled. "I accidentally chucked Wesley's PlayStation out of the window so I err... Kinda have to work for a few weeks to replace it." I laughed. "Accidentally?" "Actually, I did it to get back at him for dropping my phone into a bowl of soup, but don't tell him that," Levi whispered to me. ~ Every other day Alyssa ends up at Starbucks ordering her weekly latte. It's the same old situation every week, except this week there is a new barista at the till. A ridiculously good looking barista, may I add. Alyssa and Levi speak to each other every week and begin to get to know one another: there will be love, and there will be lattes. 'This is an amazing book!!' {floral_erin, 13.03.16} 'I'm falling in love with your story.' {this_is_her, 26.04.16} Cover made by tumblr_hoe © 2015-2016 MILADEPR ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Medium Latte for Ell-yot Hayul by gemmalanebooks

[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 🏆 Wattys 2025 Winner 🏆 Ambys 2025 Grand Favorite

Matcha Made in Heaven by Cuppa_and_Chaos

Omar moved to Thistlebrae for peace, quiet, and meticulously brewed coffee. He did not move there to deal with a walking hurricane of red curls, dimples, and matcha-flavoured optimism setting up shop directly across the street. Em (short for Emeraude, yes really) has one goal: to open her dream matcha café in the cozy Scottish town she's just crash-landed in. She's all pastel menus and plant-based elixirs, until she meets the scowling man behind Grounded, a coffee shop that wears a "F*ck Matcha" sign like a personal vendetta. Their first meeting? Not great. Their second? Worse. Their third? A turf war. But as the café rivalry heats up, so does the tension between the grumpy barista and the matcha fairy across the road. And in Thistlebrae, small towns mean big gossip, and no such thing as keeping your feelings to yourself. P.S. This all began with a tiktok comment. I saw a tiktok about a coffee shop that actually had the "F*ck Matcha" sign behind the counter, and a "Respect the Beans" sign at the door. So my romcom addled brain made me write this comment - "Okay so somebody opens a matcha shop across the road. He hates her with a passion, but he also can't help but notice her passion for matcha. And how her curls perfectly frame her face. And the dimples she gets when she smiles. He keeps going over across the street to pick fights with her and establish bean superiority. Or so he tells himself. Enemies to lovers y'all, somebody write it." That comment got 28.2 thousand likes, and at least 50 people commented something along the lines of "You came up with it, you write it". And so here I am, writing it!

The Tomboy and the Player | ✔ by pix3lwhore

Alex has had his eyes set on Stacey ever since they were in middle school. She did too. With neither of them knowing how to express their feelings to one another everything gets complicated. And when they finally began to become close..everything was ripped apart. * It had already started to rain and I just wanted to go home, not even home. I wanted to just get away from everything. I was drunk, I didn't know where Leslie was, and I knew she would kill me after all of this. I glared at Alex who was just standing there looking at me. I turned around and opened the door but he stopped me. Closing the door quickly, he slams me against it. I snarl at him, "What the fuck is your problem?!" I yell. "My problem is you and that little fucking boyfriend of yours" I roll my eyes and look away from him, "If you have a problem, just leave. You had no problem doing it before" I swear I heard a low growl before he grabbed my jaw. Turning my face so my eyes connected with his dark ones. "One thing you won't do is roll your eyes at me" When did he become so dominant? I glare at him, "I'm not with you, I can do what I want Alex" He raises an eyebrow at me, "Is that so?" In one quick movement I'm trapped between his arms. I feel his lips skim along my throat and I hold back a small moan. "You know..I really thought, for so long, it was best to stay away from you." I gulp as his hands ran down my sides and gripped both of my thighs, lifting it to the sides of his waist. He harshly bites my neck and a whimper escapes me. "Guess I was wrong" A moan escaped me when his mouth landed onto my mine. • A majority of the chapters are cringe af :/ so read at your own risk READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! Highest Ranks #3 in Stacey 9/10/20 #5 in Latino 4/18/20 #21 in tomboy 6/3/20 #34 in drinking 9/10/20 #42 in shooting 9/10/20 #76 in Alex 9/10/20 #104 in sexual content 6/3/20 #199 in player 9/10/20 #209 in feelings 9/8/20 #233 in mature language 9/10/20

Double Down (a double standards series) Dark Romance (Part 7) by nikkihershell

I didn't ask to be born into this world, none of us did but we make the best of it. I'm a twenty-five year old single man. Why you may ask? Because I've seen what love can do to a person. It can destroy them. My parent's are amazing but I can still remember the time's my father threatened to kill my mother, left us due to his mental illness. Besides who needs one main women when I can have a different one under me every night, money to blow and fast cars. I'm just enjoying my time until I take my Papes place at the throne. Most nights are spent living it up with my cousins who are my only friends. However there is the one girl that has caught my eye and I don't know why. I first spotted her at a random coffee house I stepped into. Usually I'm very talkative especially when I'm trying to snag a chic but I couldn't utter a word to her. I barely managed to place my order. Now, I find myself going out of my way to stop by that coffee shop everyday. It doesn't matter that it's out of my way. The only thing that matters is that I see her. I knew I could take her if I really wanted to but I can't make myself to do it. She sees me enter and shoots me that amazing smile and prepares my order without even asking what I want, she knows. She'll offer a greeting but all I can do is nod my head. She makes me lose my word's. Deep in my mind I wonder if she could be the one that could change my mind on love and that scares me. For now I'm satisfied at seeing her for the few minutes it takes to get my coffee. Besides I'm a killer, a future mob king and she's this delicate flower that wouldn't understand my world. It's best to cut my loses and move on. If only I knew her name..

sweet love by Lilyyy014

~~~Mafia boss × café owner~~~ It was the night of March as we met. Her white hair, her captivating eyes, her voice, her charming smile-all of it captured me. If only I knew that we would meet that night, it would change my life forever. If I could turn back time, I would freeze that moment, to just gaze at her beauty in silence. If I had known the consequences of meeting such a captivating lady would change my whole future. I wish I could have stopped time to admire her. I wanted to take in every detail of her, every curve, every freckle, every strand of white hair... I want to watch her for some more time..... Her ROSE..... ................... Cute couple ✅ healthy weathy relationship ✅ Slow burn ✅ Strangers to Friends to lovers ✅ Cuteness: 5🏅 Café: 10🏅 Cute couple: 12🏅 Mysterious: 140🏅 🏅🏅🏅 ∆ ∆ Editing ~°^°~ {done} ✅ ^ ^

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COFFEE

Coffee, my companion, for years as it soothes my disturbed mind and thoughts. It's like my journals whom I can talk with or who comprehends me without saying anything. I take my cup of coffee and add some chocolate syrup that I usually do when I am riled (although I am on diet my bad mood can be changed or relaxed with this combination only) and sit in the balcony, my favorite place. COFFEE, is actually a seed, just like me, somebody has sown seeds of love in my life. I have given my hundred percent to nurture the seeds though I have been to grind my self respect to save the love. I have been abandoned after being used. COFFEE takes me to the days when I got engaged though walking down memory lanes will do you no favors . I never liked coffee and would have never tasted it if HE had not come into my life. Samaira falls in love with her fiance. Its her first love and the last too. The moment she meets him at her home she feels drawn to the charming man. But to her dismay, she is not the first love of her fiance.......and not the last love either... Could she be able to share her life and bed with the man who loves her a lot but she's not the only woman in his life? Would Samaira decide to save her married life as she feels she loves him truly and can't imagine her life without him? Or someone enters her life to make her realize the meaning of true love?