Stories from The Cafe at KatSimonsBooks
Iris at the Cafe
Bookstores attached to coffee shops, or the other way around, however you wanted to think about it, bookstore and coffee shop combinations were so cliché as to be a little...
Iris at the Cafe
Bookstores attached to coffee shops, or the other way around, however you wanted to think about it, bookstore and coffee shop combinations were so cliché as to be a little...
Patrick at the Cafe
He’d been waiting for centuries. Still no sign of her. He’d very nearly given up at this point. She’d been gone too long this time. Whatever was happening, wherever she...
Patrick at the Cafe
He’d been waiting for centuries. Still no sign of her. He’d very nearly given up at this point. She’d been gone too long this time. Whatever was happening, wherever she...
Halloween at the Cafe
As a witch, Nina had a preference for the seasonal holidays. The solstices. The equinoxes. The fall equinox in September was joyous and frankly her favorite food celebration. The winter...
Halloween at the Cafe
As a witch, Nina had a preference for the seasonal holidays. The solstices. The equinoxes. The fall equinox in September was joyous and frankly her favorite food celebration. The winter...
A Haunting at the Cafe
Nina watched Boo as he watched one corner of the café’s ceiling. Her Maine Coon familiar looked spookily reminiscent of his namesake with his pale gray fur and even paler...
A Haunting at the Cafe
Nina watched Boo as he watched one corner of the café’s ceiling. Her Maine Coon familiar looked spookily reminiscent of his namesake with his pale gray fur and even paler...
Zelda at the Cafe
So the café was pretty nice overall. Walked in. No issues. Smelled good, like coffee and pastries. Hint of the attached bookstore. Everyone loves coffee and books together. I suppose...
Zelda at the Cafe
So the café was pretty nice overall. Walked in. No issues. Smelled good, like coffee and pastries. Hint of the attached bookstore. Everyone loves coffee and books together. I suppose...
Molly at the Cafe
Molly’s stack of books leaned precariously to one side as she carried them to the counter in the bookstore. Her annual birthday spending spree on books was not something she...
Molly at the Cafe
Molly’s stack of books leaned precariously to one side as she carried them to the counter in the bookstore. Her annual birthday spending spree on books was not something she...