Cabin I Novels & Stories

he said with a smile. Hera grinned and walked inside the cabin which is well lit and so beautiful. The cabin is two stories. The first floor has an open kitchen with a bar table and chairs separating it from the living area. There is a back door beside the kitchen which leads to the balcony, which has the full view of the waterfalls. The second floor has the master bedroom with an attached bathroom. There is a huge bed sitting in the middle of the room. The cabin is well maintained and is modern. The drapes are printed red in colour, matching the colour scheme of the entire Cabin.

Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each. A/N Drop a review, readers. Um... I hope your day went well. Over here it's night so goodnight lovely readers. Hopefully, I will finish the next chapter and publish it quick. After the near lunch, the four drove to the sanctuary. Kyle drove them with his car while Mia texted Todd and told him to puck her bike from the college. RAVEN'S ABODE Scorpion blade. Kyle marveled at the bold writing on the top of the big building and spacious land. It was nothing near to a church, more like a fancy refugee camp but wilder. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

She even prepared the term sheets according to the template. Pari walked into his cabin for the first time and she was awestruck with the interiors. The interior majorly consisted of the shade of chocolate brown and white. It consisted of every element of the office article in brown and it was evident that he liked the colour brown around him. The cabin had an inbuilt room with a closet and bed and table, probably for his unannounced late hours of work.

I tell him, although I doubt it’s very fruitful for trying to explain my guilt away. Kael takes a deep breath, stepping back. “Come in.” I have a million questions, but I keep them to myself until I’m inside. It’s just like any other cabin. A fire is lit on one side of the room, consuming it in a comfortable, safe heat. A lounge suite faces it, adorned with blankets and pillows I want to crawl into a rest my weary body. I look down at what I’m standing on. Some kind of animal pelt. What is this place?

Nothing like putting a bunch of people together in a cabin to create some chaos, she thought wryly. The cabin could house up to fifteen people, with seven bedrooms and four bathrooms, a huge living room and kitchen, and a hot tub out back. Constructed solely out of pine, it resembled a log cabin you’d imagine one of the pioneers living in centuries ago—if you didn’t include the indoor plumbing and central heating. Although it hadn’t gotten dark yet, someone had already turned on the outdoor Christmas lights, the colors twinkling merrily.

“But Dante has taste. This place feels like its own little paradise.” The three of us headed inside, and I gasped at the warmth in the cabin. The scent of pine and cedar swirled around with a hint of smoke. Everything was bathed in warmth. Stained wood decorated the walls, and deep colors accented the feel of the space. “It’s homey,” Chris glances around, his brows knitted, “Kind of expected something more modern.” “It’s a cabin in the middle of nowhere,” Shawn muttered under his breath, his hands sifting through a folder on the tabletop. “Looks like we’re in Canada.”

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.

He’s not going down that memory line he had long since buried. “This is where the Pack Alpha and his mate resides,” Ainar’s voice brought him back to the present. Did he zone out that long? In front of them is a cabin almost as big as the cooking house. The whole cabin is elevated from the ground, three flights of stairs leading to a wide veranda and the front door. Gavin marveled at the beauty of it. It’s simple but cozy. He would want to live in something similar. “My birth mother would have lived there too.”

It's secluded, alright! Our destination is 606 Pine Street. The 'cabin' looks more like a villa. A wrap-around porch and arched brick support pillars make a bold statement. Nick pulls a loose brick from the pillar to the right, and a key falls out.

The air is crisp, carrying the earthy scent of pine needles and damp moss, grounding anyone who steps into this natural haven. The cabins are rustic but charming, constructed from weathered wood that blends seamlessly with the surrounding forest. Each cabin is positioned with just enough distance between them to offer privacy, yet close enough to foster a sense of community among the couples. The cabins are adorned with large windows that invite the sunlight to pour in during the day, casting warm, dappled patterns across the wooden floors. At night, the soft glow of lanterns illuminates the interiors, creating a cozy and inviting atmosphere.