Tyche Cabin Novels & Stories

I say and he nods his head. We all pile into the car, Lachlan in the drivers seat, me in the passengers seat and Lena and her father at the back. It takes us about ten minutes to drive to Old Bertha's cabin, I haven't been here in years and it's different but the same, the same that it's still all nature that surrounds the cabin and different because they're more trees and flowers. The best way to picture it, is like snow whites house where she lived out of the palace, the cabin is surrounded by nature and animals.

The roof is covered in pine needles, there's a set of stone steps leading up to a wooden porch with a bench swing on it, a welcome mat in front of a door painted a dark green, and a few small windows spaced out around the front. It's a small cabin, and though I've never personally spent the night here before I know that's it got two bedrooms, a small bathroom, a kitchen, and a living room. Of course, it might as well only have one bedroom since the other had been converted into a studio of sorts. "We're here," I mutter. "Now get out so I can run you over." "Ladies first." "Age before beauty." "Then why aren't you moving?" I glare at him before pulling the keys out of the ignition and pushing

Snow began to mix with the rain. "Turn left at the big pine," Kael directed. "The cabin is half a mile up the ridge." We reached the Safe House twenty minutes later. It was a small log cabin hidden in a dense cluster of spruce trees. It looked abandoned. Snow piled on the roof. The windows were dark. I parked the Jeep around the back. I killed the engine. "Stay here," I ordered. "I will clear the building." "I will go," Kael said. He reached for the door handle.

I blinked in confusion as Zephyr parked the car in front of a secluded wooden cabin, located deep within the woods. The place was surprisingly well-maintained, with a stone pathway leading up to the porch and warm lights glowing through the windows. "You have a private cottage in the middle of nowhere?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Zephyr lifted the corner of his mouth as he stepped out of the car. "It’s not in the middle of nowhere. It’s just ... away from everything." I scoffed. "Yeah, that’s literally the definition of ‘middle of nowhere.’" Zephyr chuckled but didn’t argue. Instead, he opened my door and gestured for me to follow him inside.

The winding mountain road finally opened up after nearly three hours of driving, and Gale let out a soft sigh of relief as the luxury cabin came into view. Tall pines surrounded the impressive two-story log structure, smoke curling lazily from the stone chimney. The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees, casting a golden glow over the wide wooden deck that wrapped around the front. A hot tub bubbled gently on one side, and large windows promised stunning forest views inside. “Wow,” Gale murmured, squeezing Dean’s hand on the gear shift. “This place looks even better than the pictures.”

Of course, it just had to be his arm. “You used to love when I did that,” he said to me and I shot him a glare once I got my bearings, then yanked my hand back. “In what life?” “Kyler. Come help me with the other bags! Louisa, open the doors.” Silas yelled. Kyl shot me a wink before running back to the car, and with an exasperated huff, I fished out the keys. The cabin was even better than I’d imagined. Warm wooden floors, a massive stone fireplace, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the lake. The kitchen area was modern too. And just like I predicted, it was stocked.

So he had mentioned this to Debbie, and she suggested that they find a new cabin somewhere remote and peaceful, as a gift for all of Old Wilson's hard work and loyalty. Rick had heard of a place to the south of the city that was remote enough to be free of tourist and campers. The property was about three hundred acres, and had a very nice cabin already on site. The cabin had several bedrooms, a modern kitchen, decks on three sides overlooking the nearby valley. There were the usual common rooms, and even laundry facilities. In the living room stood a two story stack stone fireplace that was spectacluar. Rick was quite envious. Rick was on the way to the realtor's office now to put in an of

If not, then it might take a day or two for Robert and Patrick to track him down. "Come, I will show you something," he said and led her upstairs. There is a deck on the first floor, apart from the bedroom. He loves this cabin very much, as it is passed on to him by his mother. Bur Jake tried to taint it. He will pay for that and Damien will make sure that jake suffers. Curiously Eva followed behind Damien and she gasped when opened the sliding glass doors, revealing the deck. The lack is sprawled behind the lack house, surrounded by greenery and a small waterfall on their right, from where the water is trickling into the lake.

I saw wolves moving between them—some in human form, some as actual wolves. A real pack. Everything I'd run from. Kade drove past the main house to a smaller cabin. Two stories. Large windows. A wraparound porch. "This is yours," he said. I got out slowly. The cabin. The forest. The scent of pack territory. It smelled like home. And that terrified me. Kade unlocked the door and gestured for me to go in first. The inside was beautiful. Open floor plan. Kitchen. Living room with a fireplace. Stairs leading up.