Hecate Cabin Novels & Stories

“The interviews have started and all keys are being audited as we speak.” “Good,” I answer. “If the traitor knows, the cabin becomes a trap before we arrive.” We drive under a bruised sky until the road narrows into forest. The old cabin sits near the edge of Bloodmoon land, half swallowed by trees. It used to be a forgotten shelter. Kaleb turned it into a workshop because he wanted to give me something beautiful. Now it’s a potential threat. We kill the engine a hundred yards out and go on foot. I raise my fist when we get close, indicating they should stop.

“You will be shown to a cabin. We will grant you permission to stay the night in Xenia, but only one night regardless of whether Nyctimus grants you an audience or not.” “Thank you,” I tell him with a nod. “One night only!” The old man stresses holding up his index finger to emphasize his point. “That’s all we need,” I tell him just as sternly and with a promise. The two Lycans lead us out and across the compound to a cabin that sits on the edge of the village. Through the trees I can just make out a lake, the sun's rays glittering and bouncing off the water, catching my eye. I had to admit it was beautiful here. Maybe a little too quiet though.

Carol swallowed, and I knew from the look in her eyes that she wasn’t going to argue with me, so she nodded. “He had a cabin 10 miles south of here,” she said slowly. “It’s in the rogue district. If you follow the road to the fork and then go down the pathway, accessible by car, on the right side of the road. A mile in, you’ll find a gathering of trees that almost look like a wall. Drive around it and you’ll find a cabin hidden in the darkest corner away from the eyes of the road. It’s his hideout.” “He has a hideout in the rogue district?” Lucy asked, raising her brows.

Rated PG 18+ The next evening, Knight Henry took Prenah and they both flee from the witch village. When they first arrived their secret cabin at the west side of the fairy land, he had tried the door and had found it was locked, but for Prenah, she simply put her hand on the knob and the door opened; it didn't seem to be locked for her. They began with the mini kitchen. The cabin seemed to have been closed up for a while, but it was bright, and other than a little dust, it was perfect.

It looks like the setting of a horror movie, or a memory I’ve tried to suppress. "Are you sure about the floorboard?" Cole asks. "He used to hide my birthday presents there," I say. I’m staring out the window at the familiar peaks. "He called it the 'Vault of Secrets.' I thought it was a game. I didn't realize it was training." We reach the cabin at sunset. It’s a small, weathered structure painted a fading, peeling red. It looks abandoned. The windows are dark, reflecting the cold purple sky. We get out of the car. The silence up here is absolute, broken only by the crunch of our boots on the frozen ground. Cole stays close to me, his hand resting on the small of my back as we reach the por

As they reached down Cynthia saw heacte wandering in the front street . " Oh no we need to hide , there's my sister ." said Cynthia . " I'll take care we don't need to hide ." said Damon . " Just shutup and let her leave ." said Cynthia Damon gave an eye roll and waited . As soon as Hecate had disappeared from the site they slowly moved to Damon's car and sat inside .Damon started driving . " By the way where are we going Damon ? " asked Cynthia . " To the woods ." replied Damon . " What .. no ... don't tell me ." said Cynthia looking shocked .

Her father’s body seemed to sag with relief. “After the soul transfer. I will stay for a while. Let you say really say goodbye to her.” I don’t think they know what to say to that. But they will when the time comes. “No one is to know about this. It has never happened in the past.” I told them both. Just before Hecate appeared. Her appearance can be alarming if you’re not used to seeing her. Hecate has dark hair and dark eyes. For supernatural occasions, which this is, Hecate wears dark clothes and a spiked headpiece. She looks like an evil witch.

I bet it’s a sight that would paint worthy. As Ace held my bag in his hand, he pushed open the door and grabbed my hands once more. Dropping my stuff on the couch, Ace guided me further on the humble insides of the cabin. It was an open space design where the kitchen and dining table rest almost across the living room. Taxidermy of animals rest on the walls, and if I were to live here, I want those out of my sight. “I’ll have them removed tomorrow,” Ace mumbled, as if reading my thoughts. After mumbling a thank you, Ace dragged me up the narrow staircase that led to the door which led to the attic of the house.

I stand in the clearing in front of an altar to Hecate that we have set up in our backyard. We share part of our land with my parents, meaning that it backs up to the woods and is near a stream, making it peaceful and close to nature. Behind us, the backyard is packed. My parents and three siblings, his parents and three siblings. And that’s just our families. There’s many of the other trios with their families. The Elite. Members of my coven. Selene and Thor. Hecate of course and her group of men.

He scooped her into his arms and Rowena squealed. Whatever she’d expected it hadn’t been that. Her protests grew louder as Heath headed for the door of the cabin instead of the bed. “Dammit, Heath! Put me down!” “Nope!” “Where are you taking me?” “To my cabin. We’re not staying here.” “I’m naked.” “It’s 2 am. No one’s outsi…” His voice trailed off and his eyebrows slammed together in a frown. Spinning on his heel, he headed back in the direction they’d just come and deposited her gently to the floor.