Auradon Map Novels & Stories

That was the time she felt she could finally breathe, Malcolm made her feel so uncomfortable but it was in a funny way. “What the hell just happened?” Aura muttered under her breath as she unknowingly touched her chest. “I am waiting” she heard his voice from outside and she scurried into her room, the incident with Bigfoot was already at the back of her head. When Aurora came out a bit later, he was already dressed and leaning on his car lazily waiting for her. “Ready?” He asked when he saw her. “Hmm”Aurora nodded looking down, purposely avoiding his gaze.

“The maps show nothing at that location.” “The maps are wrong,” I smirk as I turn the key and watch the transport come to life beneath my fingertips. It’s one of our few larger pods, big enough for everyone if need be: Ursa, Orion, Kora, Atremi, Primus, and, gods willing, Carnelia. “The location isn’t present on our maps, but trust me, it’s real.”

Strider walked over as well but he could not see anything wrong with the wall. Adrian shut his eyes and traced the engravings on the wall with his fingers, running through his memories at the same time. He then opened his eyes and said, "This is a map of the Uduma Desert. This person has been there." "What?” Mya was shocked, but she could not discern the engravings no matter how hard she tried. Strider asked, "What sort of place is the Uduma Desert?" Adrian replied, "It's somewhere related to this place, and it looks like time is no longer on our side. We need to get to the Uduma Desert and Mount Shangspar before it's too late."

Adrian walked slowly toward the massive digital map projected across the wall. “Atlas was designed to hide itself,” he explained. “Your father built it to operate beneath the surface of global networks. Invisible.” Marcus added, “But once it wakes up” Lucien finished the thought. “everyone begins looking for the ghost in the machine.” Aurora studied the tablet again. The signals were increasing rapidly. Some were weak. Some were aggressive. Some felt calculated. One new icon blinked across the map. Aurora froze. “What is that?” Victor followed her gaze.

Verity showed me Xafran’s map on her phone. There were several things that kept changing on the map. The Rim islands relocated themselves every second. The demarcations of the countries kept changing as two merged into one. Cities kept getting renamed. “This is the live map that shows the current status of Xafran and, like you can see, a lot keeps happening here all the time. But the place you are looking for is this little dot right here.” Verity pointed at the digital green flag fluttering that kept driving itself into the ground with ‘Wordswood’ popping out. She slid to the rough line map Nox drew.

"It was just a regional manager." Kara hit the enter key. The holographic tactical table in the center of the room flared to life. It didn't show a map of Aethelgard. It showed a map of the entire continent. Aethelgard was just one glowing blue dot on the eastern seaboard. Across the massive, dark expanse of the digital map, dozens of other blue dots pulsed.

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

‘I don’t think it will ever become a garden now anyway,’ Auria thought to herself. The place was overflowing with memories of her with John, from the design of the place up to a misplaced book or trowel in the garden. It reminds her too much of John to the point that a tear had cascaded down her cheeks and she has yet to notice. She only did so when she heard a knock coming from the main door. Quickly wiping her tears, she opened the main door. “Oh, thank goodness you are here, Miss Auria,” Jack said with a smile. Behind him was Azrick who was finishing his smoke. “We came here as soon as we can, Mr. Tevyat said he obtained a new lead from the police.” Jack said excitedly, but his excitement

I had been looking at this map for hours trying to find a way to position warriors without them being seen. "Aura, help?" she asked. "If you want to," I handed her a pencil. She leaned over the map. I couldn't see what she was doing. After a few minutes, she sat up handing the pencil back. I looked at the map again, she had drawn arrows pointing through what looked like a gully she had drawn. "Aura, what's this?" I pointed to the gully she had drawn in. "Gully, stream, good," she replied. "Aura, are you saying there is a gully with a stream here?"

Tritan carefully examines each one, unfurling them and tracing his finger along the coastlines, the intricate markings of currents, and the locations of significant landmarks. Among the maps, Tritan discovers a meticulously crafted map that captivates his attention. It portrays Aqualearia with stunning precision, capturing the vastness of the ocean and the intricate details of its depths. The map showcases not only the geographical features but also the diverse marine life, ancient ruins, and even mythical legends associated with different regions. As Tritan studies the map, his excitement grows. It provides not only the necessary routes and directions but also reveals lesser-known underwate