Auradon Map Novels & Stories

Luna continued, "It promises that the life being lived belongs to the one living it." Maeve closed her eyes. For someone who had spent centuries trying to erase ownership from identity, the words seemed to strike a particularly painful chord. Tomas touched her hand. She didn't pull away. Another page turned, this one filled with images. A map. Luna frowned. Darius moved beside her. "Is that our continent?" "Part of it." Several symbols were marked across the map: Blackwood, the northern mountain, the House of Silence, Greyhaven, and dozens of places they'd never visited. Aurora pointed toward the eastern coast. "What are those?"

"How many are there? Have other kingdoms been alerted?" My father went through his drawer, bringing out a map. He spread out the map on the table. It was a map of Eortí. "This here," he pointed to a spot on the map. Alexander and I stood up, moving behind father to get a proper view of the map. "This is the spot where the undead are being found now. I'm sure you can see why I'm worried." "Thousands have risen from Eortí," Alexander noted, taking count of the thousands of black dots across the map. They were markings showing the position of the werebies. "Seems like some are heading towards Trinigad borders already."

Aura came closer to him, tried to touch his forehead, but he quickly brushed her hands off. "I'm totally fine. So tell me now before I shoot you in the head with my gun." “Tsk! Yeah, yeah, I'm telling you now!" Aura snorted as soon as she saw his reaction, then took out her smartphone while asking his permission to use her laptop, which he gladly gave, sending data from her smartphone to his laptop screen. Now, he saw several photos and files regarding attacks at various points, together with a map of the points in Aldebrando's territory that was attacked by their rivals, the time of the attack, the number of injured and dead victims from the attack.

My eyes shifted from the stack of documents to him. He paused for a moment before gathering the stack of papers and setting it aside. When the papers were finally cleared away, I noticed a lay of drawing spread out on his desk. "This is a map of Montavia," he said, pointing at the image. Those expansive maps are divided into several smaller sections, and I noticed they represented the werewolf packs that are here. My eyes scanned from top to bottom, then moved from the right side to the left. Throughout the packs, there were red dots marked with a pen. He made a note of them. Red signifies danger.

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.

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.

"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.

‘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?"