Westeros Map Book Novels & Stories

This was territory she understood. Damien released her only to move to the table, his fingers deftly unrolling the largest map. The parchment crackled as it spread across the wood, revealing hand-drawn topography of the eastern territories. Rivers, ridges, tree lines, all marked in careful ink, with small X's and circles indicating known enemy positions. "Sit," he said without looking up. Natasha remained standing. "I can see better from here." His head lifted, crystal blue eyes catching the lantern light.

Just what exactly had she revealed in her sleep, and just how much did Kael truly know about her? . . . West Wood Pack Eastern Border General Gregor marched briskly to the tower where Alpha Prince Zeke awaited him. The eldest prince wore a look of deep concentration as he scrutinized the map spread before him. This was no ordinary map; it detailed the intricate terrain of their pack grounds, meticulously updated to reflect every land and water body within their vast territory.

It wasn't enough to illuminate the entire library, but it was just enough for us to see right in front of us. There was movement, all right. The shadows were rising and twisting into a tall, distorted shape that reached the height of a man. Orion all but ran to take cover behind me. I couldn’t blame him; I was starting to feel terrified myself. The air smelled like ozone and wet ash, like a village destroyed. The shadow figure lifted a hand, pointing, and I turned in the direction it indicated. Pinned to the wall was the map of the four kingdoms. It looked normal for one moment, but then the edges began to char.

It won't do any good when I start my day out with an argument. He handed me the scroll in his hand. I gladly accepted it and started to read its content. It was a simplistic illustration of what appears to be the village of the kingdom. At the back of the scroll was an even larger picture of the map, demonstrating a more immense expanse of the Western region. Slowly, I assessed the size and structure of the drawings. There were mountains, from what I can perceive, surrounding the back of the kingdom. Then I saw the seemingly magic forest we ventured into.

She walked over to the table, standing close enough to his side that the heat radiating from his bare chest cut through the morning chill of the room. The map was intricate, detailed with charcoal and red ink. It showed the entire geographical layout of the region. To the south lay the vast, wealthy, but heavily fortified lands of the Nightshade Pack—her old home. To the north and west lay the jagged, treacherous cliffs of the feral borders, labeled with small, hand-drawn markers representing hidden outposts, watchtowers, and underground supply lines. Klaus tapped his finger on a massive red circle located deep within the Nightshade territory.

The Alpha king had threatened her life again tonight, and she knew she had to be on her best behaviour. She moved to her drawer and pulled it open, bringing out the paper map she had kept safe in it when she first arrived at the Palace. She spread it on top of the drawer and glanced through. It was a map that displayed all kingdoms, their boundaries, and regions around the world, Wahala included. She had spent many months on end learning map reading so that when she finally left, she wouldn't depend on anyone for help.

Kira flanked him, her blade sheathed but her shoulders tight. To the left, Alpha Lysa of the Riverlands was already pacing. Two warriors from Nightshade lingered in the background - guards, or just the kind of soldiers who’d forgotten how not to stay alert. The map on the table looked like a wound. Red markers scattered across the parchment like dried blood. Black ink lines tangled through valleys and ridges, noting where battles had been won and where they hadn't. But none of it mattered if we didn’t decide what came next.

Edwin started, turning his back on Alexa, changing the subject so as not to admit that Alexa was right about what she was saying, and his pride kept him from bowing his head and apologizing to a werewolf, Alexa sat back against the tree. "In the age where there were no divisions or quarrel..." She added with a sad tone, which Edwin ignored to continue. "He showed me several books and told me how life was." Edwin leaned against a tree, facing Alexa, "many of these books had maps,' Edwin fumbled in his bag, reached for a crumpled paper, and unwrapped it. "This is a map of the whole continent!" Alexa rose and approached curiously, looking at the traces on the paper, Edwin took a stick from the

The anger on Erik's face stated he felt the same sense of disregard. "Come, little fyre," Tohr called, holding his hand out to me. "I wish to show you your new world." I looked between Erik and Tohr trying to decide if I should say something. Erik Just shook his head as if to tell me not to start anything. I sighed and put my hand in Tohr's, letting my curiosity take hold as he drew me over to the table. A large intricately detailed map laid flat on top of it. It was a world map of Draygonia meticulously illustrated to show every mountain, stream, ocean, and valley. It looked like the Kingdoms, as they were called, were separated by geographical divides rather than agreed-upon borders.

"What kind of warning?" Maelis reached into her cloak and withdrew a folded map. The parchment was old and worn, marked with ink in five different colors. She spread it across the table, and I saw the territories outlined in careful detail. Silver Hollow was there. The Gray Reach, far to the north. And five other packs, each one marked in red.