Loud House Camp Novels & Stories

There's no way he's trying to escape his responsibility of being my personal nurse—when I'm the one who took care of him when he's sick! Straight men and their audacity. I stood up from my bed to grab Damian's phone. I should start scheduling appointments from derma clinics after I get out of here. I have to know if this will cause infection—that will be the end of my world. While I'm busy using Damian's phone, I heard a commotion outside of the cabin. Without hesitation, I sprint out of the cabin—leaving Damian's phone on the bed. As I walked outside, I saw the nuns and the other people of the camp surrounding something unknown. It's a UFO—Unidentified F*cking Obstruction of peace.

"You are strong." I pulled him up. "Keep moving." "I am trying." I wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "Try harder." We walked into the forest. The safe house was a lighthouse. On the coast. Tall. White. Red stripes. Vera opened the door. Inside was warm. A fire burned in the fireplace. Beds in every room. Food in the kitchen. Toys in the corner. The children ran inside. Laughing. Free. Lily hugged my leg. "I like this lighthouse."

Of course she did. “You’re gripping that wheel like it owes you money,” she said casually. Mason didn’t look away from the road. “I’m driving.” “You’re emotionally driving.” Kai nearly choked laughing beside her. I turned toward the window to hide my smile. The camp itself looked straight out of one of those coming-of-age movies people pretend not to cry over. Wooden cabins sat around a huge clearing surrounded by trees, with a frozen lake off to the side for skating drills and a massive bonfire pit near the center.

‘They cannot escape tonight. I rubbed my hand while blowing it slowly. I admit I love snow, but honestly, I don’t like the bone-piercing frigid atmosphere as it is now. I couldn’t stand the cold. They hide our base camp in the forest. Our base camp looks more like a rickety old house from the outside. Decorated with shrubs and vines, it has a haunted effect on some people. It is far from the crowds of human. People will think twice about getting in there. Claire presses a small secret button next to the entrance. There’s an automatic system coming out of there.

Now Harold turned to Lillian's bed and stroked his daughter's head. “My little princess, wake up, Honey. Daddy has a surprise for you." Seeing their father wearing a brown T-shirt wrapped in a vest, gaucho pants plus a pair of high boots made of cloth, and a head covering that is the hallmark of a hunter, their drowsiness immediately disappeared, and excitedly approached their father. Harold had the children in a row across from him while he stood up like a captain. "Today, we will go camping to Tomer Forest." Phillip shrieked. "Oh, are you for sure?"

So much information flowing through this place. Perfect. "Make yourself at home," he called out to his shadow wolves and men prowling through the mansion. "This is ours now." --- The journey to the war camp took a full day, even pushing hard. Laura rode between Nikolai and Lucian, with guards spreading out around them in a protective formation. Her body ached from the long hours in the saddle, and her wound throbbed beneath its bandage, but she refused to complain. As the sun began to set, she caught her first glimpse of the camp—dozens of tents spread across a valley between mountain peaks, torches already lighting up against the gathering darkness.

As the evening sun begins to set, its soft golden light filters through the canopies of rustling leaves, casting dappled patterns on the meticulously manicured grounds, where the invigorating scent of pine and earth fills the air. The main structure of the camp, known as The Elysium, is a sprawling, multi-level building crafted from a sleek composite material that mimics the aesthetics of natural stone while boasting the durability of advanced polymers. Its exterior is adorned with bioluminescent vines that glow softly at night, guiding the way to the entrance. Large, panoramic windows offer breathtaking views of the surrounding wilderness, allowing natural light to flood the interior and cr

Is it a house? After asking several questions like that inside my head, I suddenly remembered one story that Lucas- our neighbour- told me last summer break. He once boasted to me that he and his father often go to the mountains to camp whenever it’s his birthday or celebrate yearly occasions. [Wait! Didn’t Lucas also mention that camping is fun? That his father and he bonded during it?] An idea lit up inside my head. And then I turned to my father in genuine surprise. Father is trying to bond with me! I concluded.

“So, what do we do.” “They are definitely planning on going to the campground. I just got a message that they were pulling several trailers. They watched as sleeping cots being offloaded along with footlockers and 1 of the trailers looked like it was a soundproof room.” Nezerra told them. Ashur started clinching his fist. His breath was growing rapidly. His anger was building. Mason put his hand on Ashur’s shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.

I did not see anyone at the breakfast table; but as I walk outside; at the front , I see car's packed; and they were all taking down some gears; from their cars. "Hey; good morning,?".. Lulu walk In front of my eyes; she is looking joyful.. "Hey; good morning; tell me, what's happening,?".. I ask her; I look at everywhere, and the lake house, seem to be getting crowded. "Nothing much; but today starts the hunt; and everyone in my family; extended too; also from the pack, are all Joined together; for this three days,".. Lulu tells; she brought a bottle of water; and walks over; to meet her parents at the car; they are trying to get down a huge bag from the trunk of a Jeep..