The Cabin Novels & Stories

We can’t—and won’t—lose one of our number. “We’ll be fine,” I say, although I’m not sure if I’m trying to convince them or myself. The snow has picked up speed by the time we reach our cabin at the edge of the village. After six months of lying empty, the place is musty from disuse. The main room holds a couch, a kitchen table, three mismatched chairs, and a small open kitchen. We each have our own small bedrooms off the main room that are more like closets than actual rooms. The cabin isn’t much, but it’s enough for us.

But the cabin… too many summers were spent here, playing in the woods during a time of innocence, for him to let go. “Well, I’m glad you kept it,” I said softly. “I love it here.” Nathan smiled, reaching across the center console to squeeze my hand as the cabin came into view. “Let’s make some new memories. For Aurora and Elliot.” The cabin itself was a sight to behold. Built entirely of timber, its wood was now a soft shade of gray, aged with time and weather. Vines and moss adorned its structure, giving it an enchanting, whimsical look. As we approached, the late afternoon sun filtered through t

It’s oversized and cozy, and it smells like him—earthy, warm, with a hint of pine. I pad across the room and peek out the window. The cabin is nestled deep in the woods, surrounded by towering trees and lush undergrowth. It’s beautiful, almost magical, the kind of place that feels worlds away from the chaos of everyday life. A small smile tugs at my lips as I take in the view.

"You think this is enough? You think a few bandages will fix this mess?" "Dad, that's enough!" I snapped. "They did everything they could." "Get the fuck off the property, the both of you. You can use the cabin, but I can't be this close to you right now," he spat. The cabin. It was located on the other side of the territory, fifty miles north, in the dense woods that had spilled over from the nature preserve. It was secluded, peaceful. Very little to no cell reception. It was perfect.

Aria We walked into the cabin, and I immediately thought it was beautiful. I took a moment to take in the warm wooden walls and the cozy interior. The whole cabin was constructed of wood, giving it a simple yet rustic feel. The living room was spacious, featuring a brown couch and two armchairs facing a small fireplace. An open kitchen sat on the opposite side, complete with a wooden dining table and matching chairs. Colorful rugs covered portions of the floor, making the space feel even warmer and more welcoming.

"Come on. There's one more thing I want to show you." I raise a brow. "What now?" "You'll see." He leads me through a part of the woods I've never been in before, the trees thinning slightly until we step into a small clearing. And there, nestled in the center of the clearing under the moonlight, is a cabin. Small and new, the wood still pale and clean like it hasn't been touched by weather yet. "What is this?"

Karin said, frowning. “No, I’m fine. Just tired, that’s all,” I said quickly. They exchanged a look but nodded. “The cabin’s just around the corner. Want me to carry you?” Gem asked. I shook my head. “I’m good.” … He lied. Again. There was no cabin around any corner. But eventually, after I nearly passed out, Gem ended up carrying me the rest of the way. And wow,when we got there, it was so worth it. The cabin was absolutely beautiful. It was made of dark brown wood, the smell of cedar welcoming is home. The roof was covered in leafy vines, and colorful flowers climbed up the sides like they’d always belonged there.

He looked up, and for the first time, he saw the cabin. It was a sprawling, single-story structure built of massive, hand-hewn cedar logs, tucked deep against the granite face of the mountain as if it were trying to hide from the elements. A thin, steady curl of gray smoke rose from a massive stone chimney, cutting a straight, fragile line against the darkening violet of the evening sky. There were no electric lights glowing from the windows—only the warm, amber flicker of candlelight and the orange glow of a fire catching within the hearth.

I carefully observe kung gagalaw ba ito muli. Hindi kasi ito yung normal paggalaw ng dahon. Medyo kita dito ang puno but I doubt kung makikita mo ang cabin nato mula roon. The cabin is small at natatakpan ng malalaking bushes and leaves, and plus the factor that it was built under a big narra tree.

Rich and polished. Inside the cabin is cozy, an open-plan space. A fireplace radiating warmth in one end, on one wall is a shelf with collections of books to keep busy. Kitchen on the other side, there's a door besides the kitchen which I'm assuming to be a bathroom. In the middle of the cabin lies a bed, from afar I know it soft and already inviting me to come lay on it. “That's where I'm going to fuck you.” I blushed hard.