Cabin 9 Novels & Stories

He only gave a weak smile and I smiled proudly at everyone in the pack. Garron threw Steve a look as if to signify, “Leave or he will beat you into a pulp” and Steve immediately disappeared from my view. “Where is this cabin you say?” Garron pointed towards one at the far corner and said, “There, let us go” All of us went ahead and stopped in front of the cabin. It was a long cabin with a wide room that was compartmentalized into a bedroom, living room, and washroom. It looked like a studio apartment.

He stopped in front of a heavy, dark wooden door with the number 4022 in shiny brass numbers. He swiped his plastic keycard, and the little light on the handle turned green. The door clicked open, and he pushed it wide, stepping aside to let me go inside first. I walked into the cabin, and my breath caught in my throat. It was incredibly beautiful. There was a large glass door leading out to a private balcony, showing the bright blue ocean water sparkling outside. There was a small, cozy seating area with a sofa, a nice writing desk, and a huge flat-screen television on the wall.

"Leticia—" "You heard her." Lucas turned to James. His body leaned forward slightly, elegant and predatory at once. His voice was low, but the pressure in it chilled the air. "James Colombo. You had nine chances to keep her by your side. You wasted all nine. Now she is beside me. And I will tell you this: I will spend my life treating her well because she is Leticia. She is my Principessa. She is my Donna. He paused, and the faint, dangerous curve of his smile fully appeared.

“It’ll slow them down.” She exhaled shakily and nodded. By noon, Harris arrived with a black SUV and led us to a cabin deep in the mountains. The drive took hours, winding through dense forests and steep cliffs. No cell towers. No security systems. Just isolation. The cabin was old but sturdy, built from thick logs with reinforced doors and windows. Harris parked the SUV and scanned the perimeter. “This place hasn’t been on the grid in years,” he said. “No one should find you here.”

So, there not much to do since we won’t be here at the cabin long term. Aaron had to hike a mile just to get cell service. It’s safer this way. No one can use technology to easily find us. I don’t mind except missing my family. It’s peace and we have plenty of food. There is a nice creek outback that has cool water, I think it’s spring water. It is cold and clear. I saw some fish in the creek. The cabin is quite large to me. Two floors with five bedrooms. One in the basement. The cabin needs some work. Cleaning and painting. You can tell no one has been here in years. No wonder only Aaron and Matthew know about its location.

Instead of taking a cab, I walked home. By the time I got there, the sky was already dark. I stood quietly at the doorway, staring at the photo of us sitting on the shoe cabinet. It was taken three years ago, during our trip to Southsea. Annie was smiling so brightly back then, like her eyes were filled with stars. Now, those stars had all fallen on someone else. A wave of helplessness rose from deep inside my chest. As I collapsed onto the couch, a buzz from my phone broke the silence. It was a message from Annie.

Bonus Chapter 17 – Cabin Getaway: Fireplace Worship (20-Year Anniversary Escape) Eli POV The cabin was buried deep in the Colorado pines no cell signal, no nearby lights, only snow-laden branches brushing the roof and the steady pop of the stone fireplace Dante had stoked to life the second we stepped through the door.

I envy her. The cabin is deep in the woods, surrounded by old-growth pines and fog. It’s the kind of place no GPS would ever find, with no neighbors and no cell service. Which is exactly what we need. Inside, it’s simple. Clean. Stocked with enough canned food and bottled water to last months. There’s a generator out back and a battery-powered radio crackling with static. Emma moves with military precision, checking the perimeter, resetting the tripwires, reinforcing the locks.

“I take back every mean thing I’ve ever thought about Rafael Montenegro. This is crazy.” “I’ll pass along your compliments,” Rafael says smoothly as he now led the group. “The main lodge has dinner and entertainment. The cabins are for sleeping.” He gestures toward the largest of the smaller structures, a three-bedroom affair with smoke already rising from its chimney. “Ladies, that one is yours. Knox, you’re in the cabin to the east. I’m in the one to the west. And Nathaniel—” “Security cabin near the lodge,” Nathaniel finishes, his voice clipped. “I saw it on the way in.”

When they had a larger-than-normal group of guests, the older cabins were used, beginning with number 6. She herself occupied number 7, then numbers 8 and 9 were available to guests. Ross lived alone in Cabin 10. Andy and Simone had an attic apartment on the top floor of the main lodge, while Anna's parents remained in the family quarters just off the lodge kitchen. It was where Anna and her brothers had grown up, and their father before them.