Novels by Burning Coffee

Cecilia Myles.The woman who Reese once called mother. The reason he even began trading at such a young age.The very same reason his father turned out the way he was, and also the reason he couldn't see his little sister, who probably should be twelve by now.His fingers hovered over the keys, his mind racing as he thought of what she might want from him after twelve years of leaving.The last time he had even heard anything about her was when she was celebrating her sugar-free new life with yet another different man, not the same one who came to pick her up that day."Probably her newest lover," he said to himself that day, before continuing his browsing.He reluctantly clicked the message, hoping it wasn't more bad news. However, this was even more than bad news."Hi sweetheart, I heard you were in an accident. It really broke my heart. I wish you'd call me, but I guess you're still angry. Anyway, can we meet up soon? I'd like to talk to you about something very important, and mayb

"It depends on your taste," Trey simply replied, taking a sip of his juice. He watched Reese from the corner of his eyes as he lowered his gaze and stabbed his chicken over and over again.At first, he thought Reese was just trying to pick at it, but realizing he was actually continuously doing that and was lost in thought, he frowned.He always knew Reese was like that, ever since they met. Anytime the issue of money came up, Reese would always go far deep into his thoughts without bothering to answer or even acknowledge your presence, until you were done.His gaze softened, and a feeling of regret washed over him. He wanted to do more than just assist Reese, he wanted to support and even sponsor whatever he was doing, but then, knowing Reese, he would rather work till he bled than accept anything from him. Always with the stupid excuse of, "Use that money for yourself and keep it for your future self, not spend it on someone else, especially if it's not urgent."Trey finally spoke

The ride to the legendary Coral Isle felt like the best thing that had ever happened to Reese in a very long time. Seated in the passenger seat, staring out the window while Trey drove.The cold city air carried different scents as he watched the world blur by, still trying to convince himself he wasn't hallucinating or dreaming.That maybe, he’d finally caught a break... if that's what waking up with a system in your head counted as.Coral Isle, as always, didn’t disappoint, just like its name.A private island estate nestled on the outskirts of the city, it was the kind of place that didn’t really show up on a GPS, only the beach.Only the wealthy lived there—not rich, but wealthy. People with crazy wealth. The ones who had backup helicopters for their private yachts.As Trey's car drove through the guarded gate, the security guard simply nodded at the plate number and waved them through like Trey was royalty.Reese whistled lowly, his eyes darting around. "You were actually serious

"That was surprisingly easy," Reese thought scooping the last bit of food I to his mouth. He shifted his gaze to the magazine Trey had dropped on the table by the bed, before he went to clear Reese's papers.Reese frowned at the title at the top, and then scoffed under his breath. He placed the empty plate beside the magazine and picked it up, along with a bottle of waterHe ran his hand and over the black cover, the sheek shiny design, that was a blend of luxury and elegance.And the one thing he liked about Magazines were that everything on it, was either true, or a scandal like the internet, and magazines like Vanta was always right, and enough to ruin a celebrity.The one he held, was Stack, the best selling magazine that represented the Voice of the money driven world beyond regular jobs. It usually covered the boldest players in Forex, crypto... generally trade and software millionaires.From street level hustle to sky high portfolios, unfiltered, underestimated but quite popul

Reese shifted his gaze back to Tessa, who was waiting anxiously for him to say something."Reese?" she called, softer this time. "Please say something, I know I did something bad. Just say...""What do you want me to say?" Reese finally spoke up, staring up at her with a saddened gaze, yet it held no emotion whatsoever for her. Then he continued."Do you want me to kiss you for visiting me? Do you want me to tell Trey to leave so we could talk and resolve things? You want me to cry here and beg you to stop whatever you're doing because it hurts…"".....""Tessa, tell me, what do you want me to say that I haven't said before? Is it 'I love you'? Is it 'sorry'? Is it 'give me time'?" He paused for a reply, but she just kept her head low in silence. "Yeah, didn't think so. As you can see, I'm paralyzed, so you don't need to act like you care because I'm out of your way now, okay?""Reese, look I...""Leave.""Just let me explain. It's not what it looked like. Hear my own side of the sto

Reese stared for a brief moment, watching as the words slowly vanished. Then a different screen appeared beside the first.[System Sync Complete. Welcome, Reese Miles.][Main Objective: Survive, Get Wealthy, and Dominate.][Side Objective: Make Better Life Decisions. Seriously.]The screen flickered, then faded until only a small translucent panel hovered in the corner of his vision.His body jerked slightly as a wave of something, like cool electricity, rushed through his nerves.It wasn’t painful, but it was definitely unnerving. The lights in the room dimmed for half a second, though that could have just been in his head.Then the pain in his back, the soreness in his limbs, the fog in his thoughts vanished. Like someone hit a reset button on his body, annd it actually felt nice.“…What the actual hell?”He touched his chest, blinked, then leaned forward and pressed a hand to his leg. No pain.Okay. This isn’t just a hallucination.Before he could explore more, the hospital room do