156 Story Treehouse Novels & Stories

He pulled me on his lap and wrapped his arms around my body while my back pressed against his chest. "Can't believe we have to hide in a tree to be romantic.. " I let my head fall back against his shoulder, the faint scent of wood and fresh leaves mixing with his cologne. The treehouse was small—just a wooden platform with low railings, a couple of old cushions Dad had thrown up here for me when I was fifteen, and a string of fairy lights I’d added last year that still worked, glowing softly above us. Theo’s lips brushed the shell of my ear. “I’d hide in a damn sewer if it meant I got to hold you like this.”

to make him promise not to tell Zoey. I have finally gotten far enough that I decided it would be safe enough to come to a walk. While lost in my own thoughts I instinctively head to their tree house. I just want this nightmare I call life to end. Why couldn’t I just be like everyone else my age with a loving family? I reach the tree house its absolutely huge… I was stunned. I had no idea it was this big, I alway thought it was just a typical small treehouse, it's a mansion in the trees. It's completely breath taking beautiful. The deck and or patio is made out of a beautiful natural colored oak. The front door was that same beautiful oak. There was a glass screen door in front of the thick

Then, I scan the area for a climbable tree. After a few minutes of searching, I find the perfect oak—thick trunk, sturdy branches fanning out in all directions, and a flat, stable spot in the middle for a comfortable perch. This would be perfect for a treehouse. I climb to the right height, unpack my vacuum-sealed pillows (travel-friendly and space-saving), and arrange them on a blanket. My backpacks hang from nearby branches for easy access. Spreading out a paper map of the property, I peer through my binoculars at the mansion. A few obstructing branches need trimming, but otherwise, the view is flawless. I mark guard positions in red and potential camera spots in blue, planning to place th

Whitmore had to threaten to drain the pool to get us to come inside. "Best summer ever," Avy declared as we wrapped ourselves in towels. "Best summer so far," I corrected. "Next summer's gonna be even better." "Promise?" she asked. "Promise,” I said firmly. ~0~ Fourth Grade - Spring The treehouse in my backyard had become our official headquarters. Dad had helped me build it, complete with a rope ladder and a small window that looked out over the neighborhood. Tonight was our first official sleepover in the treehouse, and we'd dragged up sleeping bags, flashlights, and enough snacks to last a week.

I nodded, not showing how disappointed I was. One thing about him is that whenever he is angry, he overworks and I don't like it. I watched at the trees as baba driver revved up the car to life and drove into the lonely city of Abuja. The late hour sun was a bit harsh on my tender skin, the skin I took time to nurture. The weather changes easily, I vividly remembered when my cousin Khadija told me it is freezing. The house stood out different from the way I knew it. The house was painted and a giant gate replaced the old one.

He has been setting up everything in the treehouse until now. Vian's grandpa made this treehouse in the garden when we were in middle school. We literally spent every weekend on that treehouse for almost half a semester. He decorated the treehouse with Christmas lights and placed some small, sized beds to lie down comfortably while watching the movie. It was kind of a date st up, I guess he did that for Hazel. I slept like a baby halfway through the movie and Vian woke me up after it ended. It was almost midnight when we started walking to my home.

The rain wasn’t letting up, and we were both shivering by now. “There,” Alexander said suddenly, pointing through the trees. “We can wait out the storm in there.” I squinted through the rain and saw what looked like a wooden structure built between two large oak trees. It took me a moment to realize what it was. “Is that a treehouse?” “Yeah. I can’t believe it’s still standing.” Alexander carried me closer, and I could see that while the wood was weathered and old, the structure looked solid. “I haven’t been up there in probably fifteen years.”

The word—amazed—wasn’t enough to describe how Isla felt as her eyes took in the breathtaking sight before her. She stood frozen for a moment, her lips parting slightly in awe as she gazed up at the magnificent treehouse. It wasn’t just a structure—it was a dream made tangible, an enchanting retreat nestled among the branches of the towering tree. Crafted with warm wooden planks and adorned with delicate, intricate details, it seemed like something out of a fairy tale. Her heart swelled with emotion as she tried to comprehend the thought and effort Vincent had put into making this a reality for them.

But Nix said we shouldn’t because Raphal, Nathan, and Ruby will be training the fighters at dawn while Tiffany doesn’t want her baby girl to make another dreadful noise in the middle of the night. I sighed and inhaled deeply. Fortunately, as I took that deep breath, I caught the scent of Garox and mindlinked Nix to follow me to the treehouse. The treehouse was purposely built within the forest, still close to the field, to turn it into the kids’ safe house. In case anything happens within the pack territory, the kids will know where to hide. Once we got to the bottom of their treehouse, we saw two shadows behind the bright curtain. We climbed it with caution and surprised them.

Now, she has to follow Aiden's way of life and it doesn't seem bad either. After collecting the mushrooms, Aiden gathered the twigs and wood and spread fire over them. That was enough to make Nathania surprised, but at the same time she realized that Aiden's ability was very useful. They burn the mushrooms until they give off a delicious aroma. Nathania immediately devoured it greedily. "Are you very hungry?" "Ahahaha ... actually these days I have no appetite, so now I feel very hungry!" "Oh, I see?" "But Aiden, how do you build a tree house in the middle of the forest? besides, you also have a bed, a kitchen, a chair and a fireplace. Do you also often go to town?"