Loud House Camp Novels & Stories

It was their last night there and Candace was having a conversation with a few new friends near the campfire. Her eyes were on Lulu who was in the opposite direction of the fire and sitting alone with a rugby player. The rugby team had joined the party since their training field was close to the camping area. He was tall and broad chested, Candace could see his muscles despite the darkness. His tanned skin and warm demeanor made her think that he was Latin. Lulu seemed relaxed with him, they were drinking beer and smiling, their knees were touching.

The next morning, we packed and hiked back down the mountain. Matt and I were well aware of our newly confirmed terms and conditions. At the summer camp, there were 5 lodges holding about 20 boys each. And then the main lodge for parties and events. Beside a small lake

Motionless I listen until her voice is no longer heard, then I sit watching all night. It's morning, but I haven't slept at all. I wake my girls and we shower. Everyone's now dressed and ready for breakfast. Four ministers, including myself, decided to take the children to camp. We have a small church in this small city in Michigan called Deep Woods. It's only twelve children in all. Eight girls and four boys. Ministers Blake, Malika, Toni, and I collectively planned this outing. We didn't do scary stories by the fire, we did bible stories. The children were able to have fun and learn. We only planned a weekend and now it's Sunday morning so we're headed to church. "Did you sleep well, Jade?

he called as they climbed onto the bus. The girls waved through the windows until the diner faded from view. …… Camp Ravenpine – Deep in the Woods of Cold Valley town,.. Later that afternoon, Kevin's car pulled up near the rustic wooden cabins nestled between thick pine trees. Teenagers milled about the clearing, stretching and hauling duffel bags from buses. “Welcome to Camp Ravenpine of Cold Valley!” a cheerful counselor called out. “Your phones will stay locked away until the final day after the two weeks end! Get ready for teamwork, survival skills, and zero cell signal!”

RedHowl camp was a madhouse even before the sun bothered to show up. Wolves brawling in the mud, dragging logs around like oversized toddlers, the younger ones darting around the treeline like their tails were on fire. The whole place had this manic pulse to it—messy, but kinda impressive.

I asked anxiously. He nodded, "There's a slaughterhouse inside. We found several bodies with organs freshly removed, and some people were being held captive." I felt chills run down my spine. This place was truly hell on earth. I left with the police. Two days later, they called me back to the station, saying there were developments in the case. That's when I learned how Aaron died. During his last visit to the camp, he accidentally discovered the slaughterhouse by the mountain. They silenced him and sold his organs.

It probably didn’t help that I was using Maize’s thighs as a pillow, and since her scent gave me tingles nearly as potent as Ben’s, my frazzled mind went straight to the gutter. But, aside from the crippling embarrassment, I couldn’t help but smile as I walked behind Luna Belle and Rosie hand in hand with Maize. It was her and Luna Belle’s first time at the Lodge and I see the wonder in their eyes. It was a large and open clearing in the forest where row upon row of tents were set up. The Lodge itself was the only permanent building, consisting of a large kitchen, a massive eating hall, bathrooms, and several other necessary facilities. Everyone, including Alpha Lord Grizzle and Luna Lannie,

Maybe this won't be so bad. "Yeah. Yeah. It, it uh, should be fun. I'm Anderson but everyone calls me Ander. What's yours?" "I'm Jesse. Nice to meet you Ander." He smiles and now I'm smiling. "Well, I see you're alone. Do you want to meet my friends?" "I don't see why not." We walk into more of the camp. The cabins are actual wooden cabins. There's a little outdoor sit out which is probably where we'll have lunch. There are games and even a boxing ring.

The storm came in without warning. One moment the sea beyond Black Hollow was silver and calm, and the next it was a heaving wall of iron-gray waves crashing against the cliffs. Wind screamed through the narrow streets, slamming shutters and rattling doors like impatient fists. Sixteen-year-old Mara Ellison stood at her bedroom window, heart pounding—not from the thunder, but from the light. It had flashed three times. Not lightning. The lighthouse. The old lighthouse had been dark for years.

Rachel sent Tiger Lily and Charlotte off to bed, now that we all knew basic security procedures. Two events intruded between me and my rendezvous with Aya. First, I discovered everyone had on a series of patches. Being a Summer Camp, the girls had on a bunch more than the counselors. Still, one patch shown above all others: 'Camp Sahka Torchlight'. If you found yourself thinking of an Afro-American Jazz-themed playground, join the club.