Cabin I Novels & Stories

Reaching near the floor I spotted Robin in his self-desk as soon as he saw me coming out of the elevator door. He picked up the necessary things which was required wishing me morning on the way to the Cabin. I stood in-front of the door which has Nameplatted in bold and capital letters CEO and MD . Seeing that now this is my official cabin A broad genuine and winning smile broke on my face. Twisting the door knob I entered in side the cabin snuffing the smell of POWER, POSITION and PRIDE. "Welcome to your new cabin sir. It was slightly arrange as per your taste." Robin said politely smiling at me.

She understood that something is wrong. After ten minutes, Theo, Nina and the others are now sitting in their new cabin. This is not as big as the other one, but still it is big enough to accommodate them all. It has three bedrooms, but doesn't have a backyard and a separate pool. But the best part of this cabin is, it's not just a normal cabin. It's a floating cabin which is floating in the middle of the lake. So not everyone can come here. It's the safest place for Nina.

Ryan says and after giving me a peck on lips leaves with our bag and goes inside the cabin after opening it with key and code. The front yard of the cabin has a small fireplace with two wooden laid back chairs and a small table. The road to cabin is also solid and gate has good security. In the garage there are three cars including the one we came with, a bike and three cycles. The front porch us simple but gives rustic look to the cabin because of it's wooden and iron structure. I get inside the cabin and see it has modern plus rustic look to it. A small den leads to another door which has big living room with attached kitchen and dinning table.

He began to hum an old lullaby as the engine purred to life, and he followed that little, blinking light into the night. ***** “You sure about this place, man? It’s giving me the serious creeps.” The cab driver shifted in his seat, eyeing the pitch-black wall of trees. “I’ll be quick,” Ian promised, forcing a shy, reassuring smile that felt like a crack in glass. He paid in cash and slid out of the car. The cabin was a silent, hulking shape against the starless sky. Unlocked. The door swung inward with a groan that sounded too much like a warning.

I state the obvious gaining a roll of the eyes and a ‘no shit’ look from Mason. Jaheer leads us up the short steps, holding the door open for us to walk into the extra-large cabin. The place is nothing fancy on the inside. Much like a packhouse. A bare minimal packhouse. Unlike the other cabins we passed, this one was two-story. A large entranceway with a staircase which led to the second floor. Four doors, two on either side lined the otherwise bare walls. No pictures hung, only places that held candles. There were no light fixtures, nor could I see any lamps.

She nodded, and a moment later, I walked into the cabin. It was adequately furnished with Adirondack furniture, much more accommodating than the outside of the cabin promised. I quickly opened the windows to air out the cabin as I walked through the small living room to the kitchen, then opened the cupboards. Good. It was well stocked. I kept it that way just in case. Yes, this was my own safe house that even the CIA didn't know about. Zac and his mother should be safe here. At vamp speed, I ran to the back of the cabin where there were two bedrooms across the hall from one another. Quickly, I opened the windows and turned down the clean white sheets in the bedroom on the left, then darted o

I instantly increased my speed. Kian talked about a cabin. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐦 𝐢 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬? How am I even sure I’m on the right part? What if the cabin is all the way backward, and I’m just heading to a place of void?

“Jason has no relatives. We rarely go out of town during the holiday season. But Jason once took me to Mount Baker. That was about four years ago. Jessica was still very young at that time and still often fussy when took to travel far. Then before we got to our destination, Jason invited us to stay at a cabin house near the woods, on the way to Mount Baker. Jason said his grandfather own the cabin and had gave it to him. Jason didn't like living in that cabin, so he rarely went there. But because Jessica was fussy at the time, we had to stop at the cabin for the night before we continued our journey to Mount Baker.” "Where is the cabin?" Calvin asked impatiently. "I don't know where it is. A

She was grinning the whole time. “R102,” Cassandra keeps repeating to herself while looking at the cabins one by one. Her smile widened when she finally found her own cabin. She jiggled the keys and slowly opened the door. The room was comfy with its refreshing ambiance suited for traveling. Cassandra sat on the bed and looked around once more. There’s a small painting on the wall, a small cabinet, a table and chair, and a modern minimalist chandelier hanging above. Cassandra heaved a sighed and lay her head on the soft pillow.

“I hope it’s not too late for us to stop by.” “No, of course not. Do come in.” Balin stepped aside so they could enter. The interior of the cabin was even more spare than Rave’s home. It was about six paces wide and ten paces long, furnished with simple, handmade wooden furniture similar to the stuff at Rave’s. A rectangular dining table with a split log bench on either side filled most of one end of the cabin, and a buckskin sleeping mat stuffed with straw lay upon the plank floor at the other end. In the middle of the room was a brown bearskin rug so old the fur had worn away down to the skin in several places. The fire in the fireplace had burned down to glowing orange and gold embers, wh