Secluded Cabin Sleeps Six Novels & Stories

LISA'S POV The cabin was beautiful. Tucked into the mountains, surrounded by pine trees, with a view of the valley below. Wood and stone and glass. A huge fireplace. A kitchen that looked barely used. And upstairs, a bedroom with a bed big enough for three people. "Diesel owns it," Jackson said, setting down our bags. "Uses it for when he needs to disappear. I figured we could use some privacy." Privacy. Right. Because tonight was our wedding night.

"Alright, how about this one? A little house on the outskirts, with a charming front porch and a tiny backyard. It's got a lot of character." I studied the pictures but didn’t feel a connection. "It’s nice, but... I don’t know. It doesn’t feel like the right fit." Then she pulled out a final sheet, pausing for a moment before handing it to me. "This one is a little different," she said, watching my reaction closely. "It’s a small cabin in the woods, about a fifteen-minute drive from town. It’s quiet, secluded, and fully furnished."

suggested Alexander, pointing to a man-made lagoon further up the trail. “I’ve never caught a fish in my life. So you would have to teach me.” “Anytime,” he said, carrying everything inside. Eva brought in their food and placed it on the table inside. She noted the cabin had a double bed and smaller bunk beds for children, a small dresser, and a seating facility. She couldn’t possibly fit into the bunk beds, so the only option was to sleep with him. “Don’t you like the place? The last time I stayed here, I loved the peace and tranquility all around that the hotels didn’t provide.”

The border we shared with Venom by my old cabin was so vast. As the night went on and we spent more time getting to know each other I got a little sad to leave the cabin. We vowed that we could come back here once a year, although I had no idea if it would even be available. I explained to her that traditional packs normally have a “packhouse” or a giant log building with many rooms where people stay together. We had probably two dozen communal homes like that around the pack. Some people hate living alone and we encourage it because building all these little cabins gets expensive.

I said to him, He looked over his shoulder. “Yes I am. You?” I grinned. “Very.” We sat together on the couch after breakfast. As he browsed through travel options I leaned on his shoulder and sipped tea. “This small cabin is located far from the city by a lake,” he remarked. “Just nature, no cameras, no noise. It's perfect.” He quickly made the reservation. “ Three evenings. Only us.” “ I’m thinking of leaving tomorrow. I need to stay here for one more day to make sure the team is ready.”

I needed distance. --- I pulled out my laptop and opened an incognito tab. The cursor blinked as if waiting for me to justify this madness. Remote lake cabins for rent. I hit enter. A hundred options. Most of them looked like horror movie sets. I scrolled until I found something that felt... peaceful. A cabin near a lake in upstate New York. Isolated. Wood-paneled. Surrounded by forest. It looked like the kind of place you go when you want to disappear. Perfect.

she stated matter-of-factly, raising a brow at Danielle. Clasping her hand together, she cleared her throat together, tapping her foot endlessly, she did it only when she was nervous or she was confused, but right now she was nervous, getting the rest of her friends to go to Lakewood was like a huge task, especially when Louie kept glaring at her. She avoided making eye contact with him."Okay guys, the cabin, it's my grandfather's own. I haven't been there since I was nine years old and I promise you there's everything we need there, and a lake we could go swimming plus a garden for a picnic. You guys would love it," she said, scrunching her face and giving them a pleading look. "Ok, fine, I

“Isn’t it gorgeous? I’ll be there in three days, Nicole. Only. Three. Days.” She paged to the photo that showed the inside of the cabin, which featured an expansive fireplace and high ceilings made entirely of gorgeous oak. Thea had wanted to stay at one of the Mighty Pine cabins for over two years now. She’d finally been able to reserve one of the cabins a month ago, and she would be staying up in the Cascades all by her lonesome for two weeks. Nicole sighed. “Honey, we need to get you a date if you’re drooling over pine trees for the thousandth time this week. What’s so great about this place, anyway? It’s not like Washington doesn’t have trees all over the place.”

Will reached out to hug her, but she pulled away from him. “I’m not hungry,” her voice was cold. Will flushed. ”But you should be. You have been asleep for days.” Una looked away and leaned back on the cold, metal headboard. She whizzed. “Where are we?” He smiled. “I bought this cabin a few years back, although I’ve only been here twice. The location is what made me buy this property. It’s away from the hustle and bustle of the city; it’s secluded, and there’s a small lake not far from here,” he answered proudly.

Axel said as we pulled up to the front door. "It's very... isolated," I observed. "That's the point," Axel replied, helping me off the bike. "Nobody can approach without me knowing about it." Inside, the cabin was surprisingly comfortable. Rustic furniture, but clearly expensive. A stone fireplace dominated one wall, and through the large windows, I could see the desert stretching endlessly under a canopy of stars. "You can take the bedroom," Axel said, carrying my bag down a short hallway. "I'll sleep on the couch."