156 Story Treehouse Novels & Stories

Charlie and Taylor had a light lunch and ate a salad with mixed nuts. Soon after that, the actual date began. This time, Taylor brought Charlie to the Walnut plantation. It initially started with average, high-looking trees until they reached a small hilltop at the very end. Charlie saw a giant walnut tree with a constructed wooden treehouse built into its sturdy trunk and sprawling branches. The treehouse had multiple levels, a wraparound platform supported by sturdy wooden beams, and staircases and ladders for easy access. “Oh, my god!” Charlie reacted, looking out the window. “Is that a walnut tree?”

“Tell Aaron that he can find you at our old tree house.” Aaron, he says come to the old tree house. Do you know where that is? Yeah, I know. Kade, I see your guys arriving now. Follow me, and I’ll lead you to your Luna. Alexi and I finally stopped in front of an old, rotten tree house in the middle of the woods. “A&A’s Hideout” was painted above what used to be the door. “I remember when you and Aaron used to come here. I was never invited because I was a girl.”

The face I used when I needed someone to understand that what was required right now was honesty and that everything else could be figured out after. "Everything," I said. "From the beginning." Leo pulled his hands out of his hoodie pocket and set them flat on the table and looked at them for a moment. Then he breathed in slowly and started talking. "I wanted it to be good," he said. "A proper night. Not just a quick meeting at the border like we had been doing." He paused. "There is a treehouse. In the Silver forest, near the edge closest to the Blood Moon boundary. Old one, nobody uses it, I found it a few weeks ago and I thought it would be, I thought it was a good idea."

"I think she ripped some of the pages in one of them because we got into a fight a few years ago. I had to tape them back together." I smiled, closing the journal I was holding and handing it back to him. He carefully put it back into its place before turning back to me. "Here's the drawing of the lightning struck tree. It's a bit messy." I took the journal from him, my eyes tracing over the black pen drawing. The large trunk of the tree was sketched, branches reaching toward the sky, leaves adorning each limb. The greater part of the trunk, though, was slashed with black charring, seeming to have been colored over multiple times so that it was a rich obsidian black. Underneath the bottom of

I sent my husband puppy-dog eyes so that he’d answer yes to the invitation, and I jumped with joy when he did. Alpha Aaron led us to our room for the night. To my surprise, it was separate from his packhouse. Nestled on top of the biggest tree I had ever seen on Phanteon, the treehouse stood like a massive building of its own. It was painted a nature-friendly shade of yellow and made entirely out of wood.

"Yeah, cool. You're right. I'll take him home." "Finally. Now you're talking something intelligent." I huffed. "No!" Skye jolted away from me. "No! Not home! I want to go to the tree house!" He whined with a frown. I blinked again at his demeanor. "He really did get into the character, didn't he? A tree house now?" I asked Ivan. He chuckled and explained to me. "Actually he does have a tree house right behind his mansion. Precisely some few yards behind his house. Ooh but mind you, he's never let anyone come even a small distance closer to it. Not even me and that's saying something."

She is not home right now or you would have found her either at the library or up in that tree house over there' she mused, pointing to the said tree house in the distance. I turned to look at the tree house few feet away from where we were standing and it was completely exquisite. It was a huge cabin like structure perched up on a tree. It had ropes with ties on it to get to the cabin. 'And there is me. I am the baby of the house. I am twenty two years, four months, six days, five hours, six minutes and three seconds, well four seconds now and counting' she said giggling. I laughed at her silliness.

“Since they can’t have children of their own, they love all the kids in the den, even the most notorious ones.” “I’ve never seen the rest of your den before. Are all the other houses like this?” I asked curiously. “Well, this part of the den was supposed to be for me and my guests and a few special guards.” Lucas explained. “There are four stories in this house. The hallways wind around the trunk of the forest giants and rooms are located on the branches. This is however, one of the smaller trees. We have a huge banyan tree a few minutes from here where the rest of the pack lives. Do you want a tour?”

And the elegance of their designs were even popular in the whole kingdom. Loid was busy with his work. He was busy training the men to always be ready for any battle. And then in the evening, all men worked hard to build their small cabins. The Moonstone pack was packed with hyperion trees. It was Nathan's idea to use the tallest trees to their advantage. They were building cabins on the ground and treehouses on the hyperion trees to make it look beautiful.

] She clings on my furs instead to support her weary knees then the rest of them emulate her, the only one who hopped on me is the tour-guide pishney. "Good wolf," Dandeline said. There are bridges connected to each tree. Terraces outside each treehouse. Thick woods underpinned the treehouses. Everything is made in woods. And because of the wind, it's a perfect place for relaxation. The pishney lends us a vacant treehouse. They came inside except me and Dandeline, I was waiting for her to come first but she's enjoying the view on the terrace. The doorway is designed for pishnies that make it necessary for me to stoop down before entering. And I bumped my head on top of the doorway because of