Adirondack Chairs Nearby Novels & Stories

"Now go to your cabin and get some rest. We will start the ceremony in few hours." "Okay," I croaked. *** The Alphas cabin was the largest and the furthest away from the packhouse. The air around the cabin was much colder due to the lake next to it, and I also noticed two lounge chairs a few feet from the shore. The thought of sitting there with Aiden in the summer crowded my mind involuntarily.

As I reach his chair, he grabs my wrist and tugs me to sit on the arm. It’s a Chesterfield type chair, so the leather arms are wide and padded, they almost act as another seat, and are quite comfortable. As I settle, he calls for the person to enter and Jared walks in, followed by all the people Hades asked him to gather. There aren’t enough seats, so many of the warriors choose to stand to allow the kids to sit on the sofas. Star gives me an excited wave and I smile back to her. Then Hades addresses the group.

Tall tables and chaise lounge chairs sit outside overlooking the pack territory. Ava takes a seat on a long white chair with gold finishing. I take a seat next to her on a second chaise. She looks out over the edge and I watch her as she scans the people down below. The men are dressed in their best. The women are beautiful as they walk effortlessly under this hot sun. “Where are the refreshments?” Ava asked. One of the servants standing by the door came forward. Her head bowed as she addressed us. “We’re getting it ready right now,” she whispered.

Even the balcony was huge, 5 people could actually sleep in that much space and with the height, the stars seemed closer and city lights farther. I walked out on the balcony, taking in some fresh air. It felt so good, so peaceful. There were two huge round hanging chairs with pillows and blankets. If it were up to me, this would be my perfect date. Just us, safe inside, and jokes and secrets spilling out under the winking stars. The doorbell rang, startling me a little. “I’ll get that.” Alex walked out and I made myself comfortable in one of the chairs. They were really huge, two people could easily sit in one.

They had found their seat on one of the curved rows of reclining gray leather chairs, with purple neon strips highlighting the edges of the comfy plush seating. It outlined the chair's shape, the rectangle shape of the backrest, and the space where one can rest their drink and eat. And that same strip ran down the leg of the space where one could rest their eats and drinks on. The space between rows is about thirty-five inches. A tall person can be comfortable. Zayne, being led by Aubrianne, had looked around in amazement but was brought back to the present when they sat in complete oneness. Aubrianne had simply stepped aside, letting him sit, and she quickly sat with her back to him as he r

Lindsay neared Little Bob’s house, turned onto the side road where he had asked her to meet him, and, within a couple of minutes, pulled into the river access. As she did, she saw Little Bob sitting by the river in a folding chair, fishing as usual. When she exited her car and walked closer, she noticed he had a second chair ready for her beside him. There was also at least one more chair still folded, and a cooler on the other side of his chair.

When I tell them what I am ordering the pizzas for I can tell that they are hesitant to feed the witches but at the gentle reminder that I am here as well they decide that they can get the pizzas here rather quickly. I chuckle as I begin to study some of the lakes once again. One is this gorgeous teal color with a small waterfull built out of stone on one side and even some boulders and random points around the lake that can be used as seats. There are actual lounge chairs that are added in areas as well as some picnic tables and even a hidden cave in the falls. Not too surprisingly, the witch that was caught sneaking out last night is on this team and manages to blush when I look at her wit

From then on, it became our spot; our own little dominion right near the edge of our pack’s territory. At first, we were selective about who we invited out to the pit, but nowadays everyone knows about it, and we don’t really care who shows up as long as they don’t take our seats. Mine’s a big Adirondack chair with my name carved into the arm. As soon as we came out here tonight, I slumped down into it, and I haven’t moved since. I sat here and watched Alec and Dare argue over log placement and kindling for a good twenty minutes before lighting the damn fire, and an hour later, I’m still slouched back in my chair, watching the orange and blue flames lick the timbers and curl toward the sky.

Keal’s arm came around my waist instantly, steady and warm, his presence anchoring me as we were led deeper into the canopy. I barely noticed where I was stepping. My eyes were too busy trying to take everything in. And then I saw them. The chairs. Set at the front. Waiting for us. They weren’t just chairs. They were… something more. Beautifully crafted, cushioned, and adorned with soft layers of flowing fabric in ivory and pale green, with delicate gold accents woven through them. They looked regal without being overwhelming, elegant in a way that made my chest tighten all over again. As we approached, something shifted in the air.

With her hand in his, they went out to the backyard. The front was very Victorian. The back was very modern. Karan had strung fairy lights in the trees. Large Edison bulbs hung on strands illuminating the yard in a soft glow. Cookie had promised to make patio furniture. Karan fell in love with an Adirondack set of chairs and tables at today’s market.