Nemesis Cabin Novels & Stories

Noah screamed. Furniture lifted slightly from the ground. “Oh absolutely not,” Jason muttered. Caleb’s powers were spiraling. Fast. And injured emotional omega plus unstable ancient storm magic sounded exactly like the kind of situation that destroys cities accidentally. “We need somewhere isolated,” Jason said quickly. “Where?” Then both of us realized it simultaneously. “The cabin.” Right. Centuries ago Nelson and I bought a private cabin deep within human mountains for discreet hookups away from wolf politics. Ironically our secret gay escape cabin might now save the apocalypse.

I sat in the back seat again, watching the world pass by, and tried to remember the last time I'd felt this strange combination of fear and hope. The cabin was nothing like I expected. I'd pictured a rustic hunting lodge, something rough and masculine. Instead, I found a modern marvel of glass and timber, nestled into the mountainside with views that stole my breath. "Mom designed it," Nick said, catching my expression. "She wanted luxury with privacy. Got both." Inside was just as stunning—open floor plan, massive fireplace, furniture that managed to be both comfortable and stylish. And the art studio Nick had mentioned? An entire room with north-facing windows, professional easels, and sup

The soft, lilting voice directed her, guided her, proved to her that she was not alone… Find the Cabin the Betrayer Built; Bring Ink and Paper, my Child, for you are the messenger of the Covenant. Upon entering the makeshift cabin, there is a simple desk facing the wall, leaving no room for distractions. Off to the left of the desk is the front door, hand-carved to contain the symbols of both clans, and two open aired squares in the wall where window panes were intended to go. Off to the right is a half-finished kitchen and a kitchen island much like her grandmother’s. Lots of tools lay abandoned and scattered across the floor that were going to gather dust and never be used.

“I know a place. Old cabin outside the city. Off the grid. Nobody knows about it.” He smiled faintly, though his eyes remained wary. “Good. We’ll go there. We’ll regroup. And then we finish this—for good.” We made our way through the quiet streets, keeping to the shadows, careful to avoid detection. The air was cold, carrying the scent of smoke and metal from the facility. My mind raced, replaying the moments in the neural core—the flickers of my father’s godlike presence, the fragments that had survived. Finally, we reached the cabin, secluded in a dense stretch of woods. It was old, rustic, and eerily silent, but it was safe—for now. Jax secured the perimeter while I checked the small arra

At that time, Nemesis found out, he came up with a plan, he knew his former leaders, they were as visceral as they were perverts, he knew their tastes, it didn't take much to set up an ambush. Amidst some spies who were reporting about some business, Nemesis smiling came up with a plan. He called Zarathanis agents who saw that they could use a trap. Present moment.

Jared said with an angry tone. "No, sir. I just need to figure out who's tracking you." "Tracking me?" Jared aked with his one eyebrow up. "Yes, sir. There is a person who wants to trespass our company." "Let's not talk here. Follow me." Jared said and led the way to the rooftop. "I do nothing much lately, in fact i've been silent for the past two weeks." Jared said when they got on the rooftop and sat on the couch while Kane stayed still.

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.

Raverine went inside the cabin first followed by Ember and K. “Sweet,” K whispered as she wandered her eyes around the interior structure of the cabin. Ember and K had the same impression. The cabin had a fictitious façade—the rusty cabin of the dead’s guardian—yet a sweet secret inside—fangs and guns for the death of a bloodline. Raverine smirked. “Let me get the plates and set the table.” K gave Ember a downturned smile and nodded at Ember. Ember furrowed her brows and mouthed the question ‘what?’ to her sister.

"If we fly low, skimming the tree lines to avoid the northern radar arrays, we can make it back to the Aspromonte ridge before dawn. But we won't have enough power to get back to the coast if things go wrong. It's a one-way flight." "We aren't coming back to the coast," Maya said, her eyes turning toward the dark window where the open horizon lay waiting. "The Nemesis Ledger started as a secret, Lucian. It started because I had to protect myself and my children from a husband who wanted to dissolve my existence into a prenuptial agreement. But the network doesn't belong to my personal vengeance anymore. It belongs to the people who are currently cleaning the nets on that beach."

Alpha Jones smiled subtly. "I think you need to wake up from your daydream. We have lost. Nolan has won. The Nemesis has caught up with us" David stressed out. "We are the Nemesis" Alpha Jones pointed out. "The Nemesis does not sit in the cell of his own Manor with his beta" he retorted. "Do you hear that?" he held one of his ears for attentiveness. "What?" Alpha Jones also paid attention. There were sounds of footsteps all over the Manor. "They have returned from evacuation to a new Alpha" David related.