Hunger Games Panem Map Novels & Stories

Morning sickness. Fear. Confusion. Pregnancy. Without anyone to lean on. Without me. The thought makes me physically sick. Troy finally straightens in his chair. "What do you need?" There he is. The Troy I've known my whole life. "I need you to think." He nods once. Then reaches for the map. "Okay." Within minutes the entire table is covered. Road atlases. Pack territory maps. Human highway maps. Even topographical maps. River begins marking every known werewolf pack.

Silently, I entered the room and proceeded with my daily sweeping and dusting, organizing his desk and paperwork as I went along. I neatly piled the parchment paper together and set them in the top right corner revealing a map beneath them that I had never noticed before. My fingers skimmed the article as I realized it was a territorial map indicating the borders of all the packs. I couldn’t read the names of the groups. I never learned how to read. Being on the run from the Hunters since I was eight had left me illiterate. Instead of attempting to read the names, I examined the pack markers. A red full moon was in the top right corner, and a flowery herb was in the bottom right. The top lef

While the 14 team leads, Grayson, My Dad, Jace, and I stood around the table reading for assignments. "Alright, men," Tate says, rolling a large map out across a banquet table. "The grids each represent 1 square mile of territory. Pack borders are lined out in their respective colors, and the red exes are buildings with basements. The buildings are considered abandoned and must be breached, but ONLY after clearing perimeters."

Who goes to a panther's lair to hunt him? I do. And for Jasper Grant, a hot, tasty girl blundering into his lair? That suits him perfectly. It is a shame that such a fine specimen of a man will go to waste. But he must pay with his life. All the Grants will pay for their sins. I, Michela Cruz, will be their reckoning.

The map Nathan had given Sera looked almost useless in daylight. Half the markings had faded. Several sections had been torn away. The remaining lines twisted across the old paper in directions that made little sense. Sera stood beneath the broken remains of an overpass, holding the map against the light. Husen watched from beside a collapsed pillar. "You've been staring at that for five minutes." "I'm thinking." "That's dangerous." She lowered the map. "Do you ever stop talking?"

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?"

“First I would like to thank the representatives present at today's meeting. Blah-blah-blah… let's just skip the opening and get to the point!” Wiggy spread a large yellow piece of paper on the rectangular table they were using. The paper was titled Edmund Era's South-North Kingdom Map. Showing an image of a large palace as if seen from above, complete with a structure of room by room per floor, even per tower. The pictures surrounding the palace also the illustrations of thousands of trees, high cliffs, several small lakes, and the arid fields around the palace. The map painting was almost perfect, there was even a tiny illustration of the exiled Falsies lining up to form a colony.

she looked at Liora, “are the key.” She led them to a smaller chamber off the main cavern. It was a war room. A large, flat piece of rusted metal served as a table, and on it was a detailed, etched map of the region. It was nothing like Kael’s crystalline charts or the Overseer’s sterile ledger. This map was alive. It showed not just geography, but spirit.

Priam speaks up in between-" Guys I called you all to talk something about the 'Memoir'" I asked impatiently as soon as I heard of 'Memoir'-" What about it?" Priam looked down and took out a paper golden in four. I asked -" What is that?" He replied-" A map!" Junnie asked-" Map for what?". We all looked at him expecting a reply. Brad took the map from Priam's hand and looked at it. He then slowly looked up and replied-" To the ' dark forest'" I asked in confusion-" dark forest? what is that now?"

When he turned around, Xavier was staring up at her, his hands frozen untop a map that he'd probably been gazing at before Jamie entered. "You know you can join your sister and help with the planning. Instead of being all by yourself, worrying, like always." Jimin was satisfied with Xavier's severe frown, his forehead wrinkling. Xavier ignored him and went back to his perusal of the map. Jimin drew closer, his head tilting down to take in the almost real picture of their kingdom. Xavier had placed pins around the boarder, and was currently swirling one in his hand while staring at the map in concentration. He stuck the pin at a place that didn't make sense and let out a grunt of frustration.