Set your story in a remote winter cabin with no electricity, internet, or phone service.

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“A Frozen, Beguiled Cabin.” by Philip Alexander

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“Beguile? What does that even mean Zelda? Can you stop already? I’m over this silly game.” Fitzgerald was on his last nerve, his lower lip turning a cool shade of purple, and trembling from the cold, his nearly frostbitten fingers stored productively between his thighs for warmth. For the last half hour, his soon-to-be ex-girlfriend Zelda promptly read from an old, worn-out dictionary, finding words she considered interesting and rarely used. “He'll beguile you with his famous smile, meaning to charm.” Zelda read calmly, her grapefruit ...

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“Snowed In” by Nat S

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Faye stared at the suitcases lined up by the door and avoided the glares of the other two girls just steps away from her. Snow had blocked the door completely, leaving them trapped together in Faye’s cabin, a secluded place that had pretty much no modern commodities. “This was supposed to be a one day trip, Faye! Did you even think to check the weather report?” Della shrieked. Faye clenched her fists. &nbs...

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“An Unexpected October Blizzard” by Laurel Quinn

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Located on a small, rural farm exactly forty minutes away from friends, towns, and resources, our surroundings consisted of lush, green cornfields in the summer and empty, barren fields of frozen dirt in the winter. In mid-October, 2002, winter came early, and it brought with it a vengeful blizzard of ice, wind, and bitter cold. The snow had begun falling in fat, beautifully intricate snowflakes on a Friday morning, and by the time we returned from school, delivered by school bus at the end of the longest lane a kid could ever walk, the sno...

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“The Cold Heart” by Ayesha Hassan

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The Cold Heart An innocent ray with all its subtle vitality and dying liveliness was coming out of the window. There was a strange , never ending war going on between meek rays of sun and omnipotent , , despotic , callous cold which was omnipresent, sole and alone ruler of bone chilling January. Anna s’ dead white fingers were cleaning t...

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“Creekwood High” by Oyediran Esther

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"Creekwood high school,school of the tigers has decided to teach the high school seniors basic life survival skills by taking us twenty miles away from the city, ha ha ha can you believe that rubbish? Like I would even bother to go there. To hell with their life survival skills." I told my best friend,carrie. " its takes up 30% of our CGPA, Danny," she replied "What? Who told you that nonsense? Why will they make it 30% of our result?" I asked "Well maybe if you weren't to engrossed checking that useless Instagram page you would h...

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“A Cabin at Calvin Lake ” by Kanden Lang

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This is the second part to my previous story, A Drowning at Calvin Lake. It would be awesome if you could read that story first, but I don't think it's necessary for this story to make sense--it would just give some helpful context. Thanks for reading!Trigger Warning: mentions of domestic abuse, alcoholism, suicide.The frozen sheet let out a groan as Ren shifted her weight onto it. With each timid step, the ice grumbled. Ren was halfway to Tavin when she heard a crack beneath her.Instinctively, she dropped onto her stomach and army crawled t...

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“A Day In The Snow” by Katelyn Dobsch

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(A Steve Rogers x Reader Fanfiction Work) Winter. God, you hated it so much; the wet, cold, dreary days with snow everywhere. Your boyfriend, Steve, on the other hand, loved winter. He was always outside in the snow jumping around which usually ended with him demanding you go play with him. You swore he acted like a 5-year-old. You usually denied his requests and opted to stay inside with a cup of hot chocolate and book, curled up in the window seat of your remote cabin. You were in just such a position with a cup of hot tea when a large sno...

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“Mint Condition” by Aveena Bordeaux

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It took three minutes to find the tall old-fashioned bookcase by the back door. It leaned forward an inch like it was injured and looked like it’d crumble into a pile of dusty wooden pieces. I would have turned around and went back to my Danish butter biscuits resting on the living room coffee table but then I saw the books.Weak books with faded covers and spines hanging off three measly strings of thread. Some had reached their expiration date, lying face down on the wizened shelves, covers fallen and crisp tattered pages remaining.I ran my...

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“The Winter Cabin” by Amalee Bowen

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I had worn a tank top in defiance of my sentence to exile. Everyone had heard the stories of the Winter Cabin. Judge Taylor liked to send some of the worst cases there. As long as they hadn’t straight up murdered someone. Apparently he drew the line there. I had briefly considered whether it was worth going to real jail for the rest of my life for murder to escape the Winter Cabin. All I knew was that the people who went in came out different. Without the spirit and fire they had gone in with. Well. They weren’t going to break me. Th...

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“A Slow Fire” by Roger Crane

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Sam kept a slow fire going in the huge fireplace. The snow had fallen afresh last night and the temperature had dropped precipitously, forcing him to run outside and get even more firewood. He sat in the overstuffed chair directly in front of the fire. Sam really was not much of a woodsman and had not used this cabin more than twice since he’d bought it, and that had been in the two summers since. It was definitely “off grid,” with no electricity, telephone, or internet capability, but it had seemed like a good investment at the time—what wi...

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“Witless Woman in the Wilderness” by Deborah Mercer

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There were a great many movie and TV clichés that grated on Sylvia Murray’s nerves, but if she’d have had to pick her worst bugbear it would have been the one she termed Witless Woman in the Wilderness. Otherwise known as the one where Our Heroine, in mortal danger, retreats to a remote cabin cut off from all access to the outside world and often with a very iffy lock in the bargain, and if there were neighbours, the kind that made the Addams Family look like The Waltons. But that wasn’t what she was doing. That wasn’t what she was doing at ...

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“A writer wakes up in the evening.” by Michael Mannen

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A writer wakes up in the evening. He starts by looking at the snow. And he's trying to assess and write his feelings. And he's in a small cabin with no internet connectivity. He called for evenings: it's getting down as far as his writing is concerned. The dark scene around his cabin enshrines the peak around him. He is just here to relax. His project required quiet and silence. It's early in the season where he lives, so this implies only that it is time to write. And it is the best time to write. It is not the first series he has w...

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“Stubborn” by Sjan Evardsson

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What good is it being stubborn if you don’t keep trying? Alik stared at the cabin in the center of the clearing, her snowshoe tracks trailing back three miles through the sparse alpine forest to the road. She knew how this would probably end, but she had to try. She checked the device on her wrist, and watched it count down the seconds before she began moving again.The sky was darkening with clouds as she crossed to the cabin. It always seemed larger from the outside. The deep covered porch welcomed her, and she removed the snowshoes and let...

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“A Breath of Fresh Air” by Courtney C

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Madeline shivered impatiently, looking up at the blustery sky. The pine trees surrounding the cabin bent and swayed against the force of the gale, and Madeline bitterly wished she had taken Jason’s advice to wear warmer mittens. Of course, she would never tell him that; he would never let it go. A soft, feathery snow had started falling, and Jason paused from searching for which key fit into the door’s lock to catch a snowflake on his tongue and grin at her. “Isn’t this romantic, you, me, and a cabin in the middle of nowhere?” “Jason...

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“Only Two nights” by Joan Warburton

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The wind howled mercilessly, whirling snowflakes into frenzy on the already coated garden. Jack’s green- flecked eyes gazed through the cottage window and wondered if it was ever going to stop? He hated snow, no, detested it. Only his love for Susie had brought him to this remote cottage deep in the highlands. Only two nights, but hadn’t expected it to be so isolated, with no amenities or so much snow. Arguably Susie did tell him ‘that sometimes; but not often, they got snowed in.’ She’d laughed at his shock and dismay, saying that ’it...

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Set your story in a remote winter cabin with no electricity, internet, or phone service.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 246 stories

“A Frozen, Beguiled Cabin.” by Philip Alexander

“Snowed In” by Nat S

“An Unexpected October Blizzard” by Laurel Quinn

“The Cold Heart” by Ayesha Hassan

“Creekwood High” by Oyediran Esther

“A Cabin at Calvin Lake ” by Kanden Lang

“A Day In The Snow” by Katelyn Dobsch

“Mint Condition” by Aveena Bordeaux

“The Winter Cabin” by Amalee Bowen

“A Slow Fire” by Roger Crane

“Witless Woman in the Wilderness” by Deborah Mercer

“A writer wakes up in the evening.” by Michael Mannen

“Stubborn” by Sjan Evardsson

“A Breath of Fresh Air” by Courtney C

“Only Two nights” by Joan Warburton

🌟 Similar prompts

Write about two people going sledding for the first time in many years.

Start your story with someone looking out at the snow, and end it with them stepping tentatively onto a frozen surface.

Write about someone who gets stuck in their workplace during a blizzard and decides to explore rooms they aren’t normally allowed in.

Write a story set in the summer, when suddenly it starts to snow.

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