Percy Jackson What Cabin Am I In の小説・ストーリー

I don’t remember falling asleep. One moment I’m slumped against Noah in the backseat, Emily curled up between Liam and Grace, the world spinning softly around the edges…and the next...I’m somewhere else. Somewhere cold. Somewhere wrong. The air smells like damp wood and old magic. Shadows cling to the walls like they’re alive. I know this place even though I’ve never been here. Jason’s cabin. My stomach twists.

“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.

“You better not let him hear you calling him that.” He casts a glance over his shoulder and an expression of horror crosses his face. And for a second I nearly believe that Dayne is behind us. “Don’t be silly. Anyway, who’s cabin is this?” I ask as we emerge through the forest and into a small clearing where a small, one-story log cabin stands. It’s very fairytale-esque and I can’t help being a little jealous of how cute it is. “Savannah’s.” “Oh, that’s nice.”

FENRIS I walk into my cabin which I bought from the elders last year, here on the school property, behind my mate watching the natural sway of her hips which makes my cock impossibly harder. The cabin is behind the school building and farther from the cabins which were given to Aztec and Lycidas after their claiming ceremony. I wanted to have my own place and not to live in Mystic Shadow forever as I knew that I wasn't born there and have never felt any kind of pull towards that land.

I wipe the last stubborn speck of dust and see the faded letter. ‘e.’ C. Cage. Wait—Cage? That name hits me hard, like a cold slap. Cassandra Cage. The painting in Perseus’ cabin. It was hers. She painted this? Before I can even process that, the world spins. Voices mumble in my head, overlapping and echoing in waves. I feel myself falling—no, plunging—into a dark abyss. “He who seeks shall find.” The whisper sends chills up my spine. “A curse. A curse, I tell you. A baby would take the life of its mother to survive.”

Zane's humiliation, my forced composure, Jovi's performance. "Group dinner in the main hall at 7!" the manager said, his voice too bright, trying to dispel the discomfort. I turned toward the path to the cabins. The directions showed Cabins 4 and 5 were adjacent, two small, identical wooden boxes side-by-side, overlooking the frozen lake. Cabin 1, the suite for Vance and Jovi, was set apart, up a small hill. I unlocked my door and stepped into the chilly, pine-scented silence. Through the thin wall, I could hear the muffled sound of Zane entering his own cabin next door. A door slammed.

It was neat and smelt really good, like flowers. Hector closed the door behind him and I turned around. It was starting to sink in that I was in a cabin, all alone with Hector. Everything could go wrong from here onwards. He inched towards me and I instinctively moved back, but with the little space in the cabin, there was nowhere to go. He moved closer again and I hit my dead end. He stretched his hand out to reach for something and I heard a squeaking behind me. There was a cupboard, right beside where my head was resting. How did I not see this?

I told them before walking away. I met the security, the hefty muscular men and as I saw the big guns they held, It brought fear to me, what if they find Zeus trespassing and kill him or tell Vladiv about him? I would be done for. They greeted me when I walked past them and I did the same as I wandered around the house I wasn't familiar with. I lost hope as I kept walking, everywhere was filled with a lot of security, how could Zeus possible walk past all of them and get in? Yes Zeus was smart and sly but this wasn't going to be easy. It was either he succeeded or got caught. As I got to the back of the mansion, I saw a cabin, it look deserted, I waddled into it, and there were boxes and pie

“Because you’re my alpha. And I like calling you alpha just like you like calling me ladybug. Why not a queen bee, though, or a butterfly, like the Monarch? But I like ladybug. It’s growing on me.” “Suck it up, Amelia.” I realized we’d been walking for minutes, and we were not going anywhere, and I still didn’t feel any signature magic around here. “We should have brought water at least. For how long are we gonna walk and where to?” “Patience, Ryden.” She suddenly stopped and pointed forward. “Look, a cabin.” “A history professor lives in a cabin?” She was right. There was a small cabin a few yards away. It looked abandoned and old.