Alola Map Novels & Stories

Leo perched at the foot of the bed, worry etched into his small face, though he tried to hide it by fiddling with the camera Mike had given him. “Mother,” Alora opened her eyes. “I’m fine. My mate is just exaggerating.” I brushed a stray hair from her forehead just at the same time. Morgan leaned in to do the same, but he ended up taking her hand. “That is not an exaggeration. This has gone on for too long.”

“I will go where you go and fight where you fight.” “I do not know how to fight, but I will do my best,” Xoe said, her hand raised as well. Their response gave Xavier hope, and he smiled. “Good, then. We can now move on to discuss the plans we have laid out on our arrival on shore.” He signals to Edward, who spread a sheet in his hand on the counter. It was the map of the kingdom of Wahala with its shore and entry Zones. There were already marks on the points believed to hold the highest numbers of guards and the King’s armies awaited their arrival.

I snapped my fingers as the light bulb went off in my head. “Al?” “Yes, Nia.” The mansion’s AI answered. “Do you report to Lykoan everything that I ask you?” “It depends on the nature of your request.” “Can you upload a soft copy of the Trenchlands map to my phone?” I tested him. My body tensed as I raised an eyebrow. “Negative.” Bummer. I sighed in resignation and mumbled, “Well, you’re no help, Al.” “Perhaps a message from Lykoan will cheer you up,” he replied.

he said, his voice softer than usual. “I’m fine,” she replied, though the tremor in her voice betrayed her. The morning passed in a blur of cautious steps and stolen glances at the map. Alera paused often, her fingers tracing the parchment as if willing it to reveal more. The map was old, its ink faded and its edges frayed. It spoke of paths long abandoned, of secrets buried beneath the weight of time.

"There is only one way to find out. Let's go!" Dragon Island's map

The map showed the three known continents, Lycori, Krel and Sargass as well as the names of all their major cities. “Can I borrow you knife?” I reached for the small knife I always carry around my belt but hesitated for a while before handing it to her. Jane giggled looking at how uncomfortably I moved around her. “I’m sorry, I assumed you wanted to know where they are. Forget I ever mentioned this.” “No… I want to know.” I just do not know what to do if they happen to be here. “Now, this spell is not perfect.” She cut her finger and let the blood drip into the map until it formed a small puddle.

he said. Dima let out a humorless huff. “You’ll run out of pieces before you run out of enemies,” he said. “Just so we’re clear.” Kael didn’t answer that. His attention had already slid to the smaller holo hovering over the side table—a board he hadn’t let anyone else in the room see. The map that floated there wasn’t color‑coded for territory. Siren nodes and recall routes glowed brighter. Shipping lines, data paths, flagged anomalies.

What’s more, they need to go back to their own timeline rather than to spend time with the people here. Oliver knew this and yet, it seems like his emotions are getting in the way. He looked at the handkerchief in his hand he had used to wipe his mother’s sweat. It carried her sweet scent, lingering in the air. He clenched his hand tightly. After eating dinner at night, Crystal spread a large map on the table. She bought it at a store she randomly found while they were walking back to the cottage. This map shows the entirety of this realm, and at the very middle, the Immortal Stage is located. Surrounding it was the Immortal Palace, then the villages outside the Immortal Palace.

When it begins to grow brighter, a segment of it breaks off and explodes into the air, then shoots down like an arrow, landing on the map, where I can only assume Ayla is located. "Here," Marah announces, placing a blood-red nail on the spot that is now burned. "Is where our girl is." I remain in place as she slowly gets to her feet and begins to bow to each candle before blowing them out. Only once she is finished, she steps out and comes to join us. "Do you recognize this area?" She asks, holding the map up so we can see the burn mark that her magic created. "It isn’t either of your territories, correct?"

~Valeria~ Mom spread this super old, yellowed map across the table, and moonlight from the window hit it just right to light up the "Moonlight Forest" marker. The paper looked like it might crumble if someone breathed on it wrong. Alerion leaned over the table immediately, getting so close to the map his nose almost touched it. He pointed at the edge with his finger. "I've got scouts here. If Valeria and I take this route, it's the safest option. No questions."