Novel & Cerita Seaglass Cottage

As soon as they entered the cabin, her friends were stunned. "Whoa! This home is the best, Rye!" says Kaleb. The cottage is made of pure glass so they can see the beautiful view from within the house. Also completely furnished. The kitchen is nice, and the bathroom is large with a bathtub, the reception area, and three large rooms. Outside, there is a house in branches of trees, "Why have you got a place on the island?" Khali asked Rye

He stood beside me, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, but there was a softness in his eyes as he looked at me, not the view. “It’s perfect,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He smiled, the kind of smile that seemed to reach deep into his soul. “Come on. Let me show you where we’re staying.” The cottage was perched on a small hill overlooking the beach, secluded enough to feel like the rest of the world didn’t exist. Inside, it was cozy and unpretentious, with large windows that filled the space with natural light. The open living room led to a small kitchen, and a sliding glass door opened to a deck that boasted a stunning view of the ocean.

It is only a couple of minutes away from where the pack house is but we are still slightly secluded. Dante stops in front of a small house that comes awfully close to resembling a cottage. The siding is white and there are light blue shutters over the windows. The front door has a beautiful stained glass window. Before we even walk inside I marvel at the roses planted all around the front edge of the cottage. How have I never seen this place before?

Mariella’s POV I watched the sea spray the rocky beach with its salty waters as we drove along the coastline, and looking behind us, I saw the city lights fade into the distance. We were safe for now. The drive continued for a little while longer, and soon we came to a crunching halt on a gravel path. And then I saw it, a stone cottage standing in the shadow of an abandoned lighthouse nearby. “Wow…” I gasped. Not so much in awe but still in surprise. I didn't think the De Lucases would own anything this lacklustre.

She wanted to take it back, but she needed it more than she wanted to avoid it. When they finally arrived, she shook off her nerves that piled inside of her for two hours. The white sand beach looked almost pink. It was smooth without any trace of footsteps as far as the eyes can see. A few hundred meters ahead were wooden stairs leading up to wooden cottages a hundred meters apart from each other. The cottages were lined up neatly facing the ocean. It was a resort island with only 10 cottages to accommodate visitors at a time. They were the only ones there at the time. "Welcome to Uomo," Nathan said with a wide smile.

Somehow even more beautiful, glowing with life. Slowly, he lowers his head and without looking at me, nods, signalling for me to look over to our right. My brain takes a few seconds to catch up with what I'm seeing. The cottage sits high on the crest of the hill, wrapped around a courtyard, cradling whatever sits at the centre. It’s massive, three stories at least, but still manages to look soft. Plucked straight from a fairy tale, white stone walls dappled with creeping ivy, round archways, windows that glow gold behind fogged panes. The roof is uneven and shingled in moss, the kind of imperfection that looks designed.

That would be a good way to tell the difference if needed. Castor took the lead this time as our trio leisurely made the rest of the trip to the white and green trimmed two-story cottage amongst the pine trees near the waterfront. I wasn’t sure what I’d expected when they called it a cottage. I guess it’s something smaller and plain. The structure had a turret and balcony that, from the angle we approached, appeared to extend out slightly over the water. I looked forward to seeing the inside of our temporary home for my heat.

Ally asked curiously. Tessa smiled and drive the boat slowly and dock it. After tying the skiff boat, she asked Ally to climb up the cottage. As they stand in front of it, they saw the sea in a far distance. “Did you see that? You can watch some ships passed in that sea. You can see colorful lights during nighttime. This place is where my brother and I stay whenever we get back from school if we do not have things to do in the house,” tells Tessa, then they open their can of drinks they bring. “The owner of this cottage is one of my father’s friends. They go in here whenever they take a vacation,” she added.