Love

One Last Time
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. The tires crunched on the dirty, leftover snow and the lonely wind whistled through the barren trees that lined the narrow gravel road. Inside the car it was silent.
By Donna Renee3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 96
Draco’s dragon was knocked out after the kick to the head from Avion . Although he wasn’t defeated yet , otherwise the dragon would disappear . You have to inflict enough damage to a summoning to kill them . Like I stated before they don’t die . The summoner just needs to rest before they can summon them again . Draco roared and then charged at Avion . Draco then hit Avion with a spinning tail attack . Sending him flying through a tree , while flying past a second tree Avion stopped his momentum by grabbing it . He spun around the tree and landed on his feet .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
The Haunts of Von Rahnschteen
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. And from the seat behind, I heard the voice of good ol’ Sprite asking why there wasn’t such a thing as a V-frame cabin.
By liell3 years ago in Fiction
The Getaway
We drove up the snowy, winding road toward the cozy A-frame cabin. As I Stare out the window Watching the snow-covered pine trees pass us by, the GPS informs us that we will arrive in 15 minutes; my heart is beating with excitement, and my stomach fills with butterflies in anticipation. It's our 1st getaway as a couple since we had our baby girl. We haven't had a date night together in 2 years, but grandma's in town and said she could watch her so we could have some time together.
By Emily3 years ago in Fiction
Casting Them Out into the Snow
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. I wanted to immerse my senses into this moment, but the feeling I had imagined was better in theory, when I booked the Air BnB a few months ago.
By Jessica Rogers3 years ago in Fiction
The Thump of Thoreau
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. And there, sitting in the middle of our path was a fallen tree.
By V.A. Jimenez3 years ago in Fiction
Mohjiata
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It was early evening. The sun was falling below the horizon; it was bone-chillingly cold.
By Andrea Lawrence3 years ago in Fiction
The Invitation
"We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin." The mountains all around us beautifully wrapped in a blanket of snow. The sun was beginning to set.
By Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)3 years ago in Fiction
Last Goodbye
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It was possibly the most beautiful Airbnb we had ever been to. The house was located on top of a steep hill with miles and miles of woods surrounding the property. The snow made it look like taken straight out of a fairy tale.
By Martyna Dearing3 years ago in Fiction
Possessed By A Ghost
HALLOWEEN NIGHT We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It was pretty dark already. Riley had wanted to wait until all the trick-or-treaters were done before leaving for the weekend getaway. She had told me in that no-nonsense tone, 'Tina - We loved Halloween as kids, and there is no way we are leaving before every last candy has gone.'
By Anu Sundaram3 years ago in Fiction
John from the Office
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It was just my dog and I. I had to get away from my co-workers.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Snow and Ice
We drove up the snowy winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. The setting sun danced amongst a backdrop of mountainous evergreen trees as a deep wintry calm settled into my chest. Gone was the hustle and bustle of the big city. A whole weekend free of car horns, police sirens, fighting drunkards, and flashing lights laid out before us on a glistening white carpet. Snow crunched beneath the tires as I turned onto Cabin A’s private gravel drive. White smoke billowed out of the chimney ahead, and I saw that I was not the first to arrive.
By Rachael MacDonald3 years ago in Fiction