Secluded Cabin Sleeps Six Novels & Stories

His eyes drifted toward the open field just beyond the lodge, where a few guests wandered freely, stretching, talking softly, and sipping lemon water from tin cups. “Enjoy your stay,” she added. Kingsley gave her a half-nod and left. He walked the stone path leading deeper into the camp, past rows of cabins nestled in the trees, each one simple and elegant—wooden frames, modest porches, wind chimes that sang gently in the breeze. Cabin E was at the far end, secluded but not completely hidden. He stepped onto the porch and opened the door. Inside, the cabin was small but cozy: a twin bed with crisp white sheets, a desk, a kettle, and a woven basket of fruit. There was no TV, no mirror, no dis

We would just have to do some digging. “How many other cabins are there in the area?” I asked as I hauled my duffle bag up the stairs to the loft. “Ten, I believe,” Lucas said. “There’s a welcome center back down the road we came in on. We can start there first thing in the morning.” “Sounds like a plan to me,” I replied, dropping my stuff on the bed.

Goof This is my first time coming to the cabin. Viper told us about it when he heard Silvy and I discussing our honeymoon. I have heard about it in passing but that is it. Apparently Raider bought the cabin shortly after he and Ave started the club as a getaway for the brothers. I have never been here until now but I have seen pictures over the years. What had started as a one room log cabin with just a wood stove and basic bare minimum bathroom and kitchen over the years has turned into a three bedroom two bathroom cabin. A full back porch with grill and fire pit has been added. The master bedroom has it own bathroom complete with a claw foot tub big enough for two, a shower with three sho

Anton and Sabatine were ushered into the second. The cabin was tiny. A narrow bed that folded down from the wall, a small desk bolted to the floor, a compact en-suite shower cubicle. It was a space built for function, not comfort. For two men pretending to be in a fractured, tense relationship, it was a crucible.

Hartwell was only a seven hour drive away and the land that I’d bought was almost forty acres of pure nature and bliss. It was large enough for our dragons, concealed from the neighbours by large wooded trees and the house was far enough from the road to give us privacy. The house had six bedrooms of which two would be for guests and each room had their own bathroom with a half bathroom downstairs for visitors. It was a large house but space was one thing I needed right now. The cabin had been significantly smaller than our house in Princeton but it was okay because we were building a future on the island.

Well, that and pay off my student loans and get a dog. The proposal suggested purchasing approximately forty to fifty acres. Individual cabins would be built on the property. Each cabin would have four beds in it. There would be five cabins designated for children with special needs. A separate cabin for counselors would also be present. There would be shower facilities as well as bathrooms.

We follow him upstairs to be shown our rooms. From the outside no one could tell this cabin has four rooms upstairs and two bathrooms. "Wait, we're six of us and before I show you your rooms, let's first agree on something, and I'll ask you ladies first. There are four beds in this house and six of us as I said, so... Uhm... we could sleep two people per bed and one bed would be unoccupied. Or four people to sleep on each of the four beds and two people will have sleeping bags downstairs. Which one do you choose?" Kye asks as he looks at us ladies.

We continued down the path and found a cute log cabin that looked like it was big enough for two or three people. I raised an eyebrow at Angela and she laughed, “This is one of two guest houses on the property. Let’s go check it out. The other one is a carbon copy of this. It has two bedrooms and a loft, so technically, it can sleep up to six people.” We walked in and I smiled as I saw the high ceilings, the large skylight overhead, the open floor plan on the first floor. The living room had a huge native rock fireplace with a beautifully carved mantle above it. There was a spiral staircase going to the loft and just to the side of it was a door. I looked inside and it was a full bathroom. I

Kristina seemed to be in charge of making the final decision, and I thought she was right to have picked this particular spot for us. The cabins were much easier to protect than the wolf dens. They were sturdier and had fewer entrances. Inside each cabin, there were two beds, so we had to pair up. Tarrant and I shared one cabin, Boston and Jeremy shared another, and the three women shared the last one.

The cold nearly takes my breath away. I grip Selene's hand as we cross. On the other side, we disappear into thicker woods. By sunset, we reach a small clearing. An old cabin sits beneath enormous pine trees. I stare at it. "This is another one?" "Yes." "How many secret cabins do you have?" "Enough." I laugh. The sound surprises me. I haven't laughed properly in days. Selene opens the door. Inside is a single bed, a table, a fireplace, and shelves of dried food.