Coffee on 3rd Street

Coffee on 3rd Street

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mié, sep 14, 2016
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Romance
So I thought I could create something a little different. This was first a story of random romantic imagines but I decided to do something different with the characters connecting them all to this one quirky, hipster coffee shop. You see, there's something a little crazy about this shop. For some reason it seems to unite lovers together that never thought they would speak again. And every couple that is in this book has been impacted by this coffee shop in some way. I know, how could a coffee shop have that much power? But it's kind of a funny story...
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Aira's life revolves around melodies, rehearsals, and late-night songwriting sessions with her best friends. As a passionate music student, she finds comfort in rhythms and lyrics-things that make sense, things that she can control. But then there's Shein. He's quiet, reserved, and always sitting in the corner of the café, sketchbook in hand, lost in a world of his own. He doesn't talk much, doesn't seem interested in the noise of the campus, and yet... Aira finds herself drawn to him. Maybe it's curiosity. Maybe it's the way his pencil moves effortlessly across the pages. Maybe it's the way he never looks up-until the one day he does. Aira never thought a single bump-literally-could lead to stolen glances, unexpected coffee bribes, and conversations that start with sarcasm but somehow end with lingering warmth. But love? Love was never part of the plan. Yet, between late-night melodies, rain-soaked confessions, and a little bit of jealousy, maybe love was composing its own song. And Aira? She was about to learn that sometimes, the best music comes from the most unexpected chaos.

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