Hunger Games Panem Map Novels & Stories

The kind that wouldn't make me get fat. He was back to his usual steely self now. A preoccupied scowl marred the clean-cut beauty of his face and his forehead was scrunched up in deep thought as he looked at the device in his hand, tapping briskly on the screen and a hologram appeared, a picturesque map of West Crescent Valley, it seemed, with areas in black, white, blue and green to signify the various packs in the valley.

Holding properly. I gripped it hard. He gripped back harder. We walked into the main room where Julian was already setting up and outside the dawn had come in fully now, cold and clear and entirely indifferent to all of it, and somewhere in the files Petra was about to hand over was the complete map of everything the Purge had planned. We had one night to burn it to the ground before they moved. I looked at Darion. He looked back at me with that open expression, the one with nothing performed in it, the one that was just entirely and completely him.

“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.”

The space was so effortlessly masculine that I could imagine he was in it if I closed my eyes, and no detail escaped me, from the leather and wood furnishings, to the books on the wall and a stocked bar at the far wall that looked like it hadn’t been touched in sometime. On his desk, a huge piece of paper sat unfurled, and even though I knew I was snooping I couldn’t help myself. I glided over, going to stand on the side of Hector’s desk that he usually sat on to have a better view of it. It was a map of our territory, or at least that was what I thought at first glance. As I continued to study it though, it slowly dawned on me that it was a map of all of the major Lycan territories in the w

He walked inside of his tent and over to the makeshift desk where he'd been conducting his business. The map spread out in front of him was crude at best, but it was easy to tell what he was looking at. It was a drawing of our area, and it showed the lands he was currently holding in relation to the area where Rosalie's pack had control. He had a few rocks spread around the map as well, and I took it that those were meant to represent the rogue packs and other hidden enemies like James and Kal. "What do you want now, Georgia?" he asked me, not looking up from his so-called map.

I said flatly, “he doesn’t get to make that decision anymore. If he refuses… then there’s going to be war.” Miranda sighed, shaking her head. “Your kind really does love resorting to violence, It’s a shame.” She spread the parchment across the table, revealing a massive map. It detailed continents, witch covens, islands, and even pack territories including the Pycon Pack’s. I still wasn’t sure what she planned to do, but I kept my eyes on her every move. My phone buzzed in my pocket and when I checked the screen and saw Tina, I got furious.

Carolina and Xander leaned close over the scuffed prep table, its pocked top draped in hand-drawn maps and oil-smudged lists: pack hierarchies, alleyway cut-throughs, the codes rogues daubed on lampposts to mark friendly or fatal blocks. It was both a battle plan and a wish for one; neither quite trusted the info, but both knew the city kept its truest answers in jittery, ill-lit margins.

‎ ‎ ‎Alpha Kaelen POV ‎ ‎The tension in the council room was thick enough to choke on, yet I kept my expression carefully neutral, hiding the storm brewing inside. The map spread across the table detailed the territories of the Napo and Mint packs, jagged borders marked with skirmish points and stolen lands. ‎

I tilted my head, hoping another angle might reveal something I missed. Selene shrugged, her jaw moving slowly as she chewed. “You told me to get the maps. I got them. How should I know if they’re right?” A sigh escaped me, loud and sharp through my nose. The knot of frustration curled tighter in my chest. “These don’t look anything like Diego’s or Dora’s maps,” I muttered, thumbing through the sheets. “Those were clear. Easy. These look like a spider web exploded. There’s not even one mark that says ‘Alpha Damon’s house.’”

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.