Books Of Sun Tzu Novels & Stories

He then looked at the book on the floor and sneered, “My, my, Sun Tzu’s Art of War. Looks like someone is educated. What are you going to do with it? Lead an army into war? We are now living in a high tech era. This book is way out of date, idiot.” Trent pointed to the ball and said coldly, “Pick the ball up, then take your book and f*ck off!” Chester was furious, but he dared not say a word.

She hadn't eaten much at dinner, too busy cataloging escape routes and weapons. "He also left these for you." Helen set a small stack of books on the nightstand. "He thought you might be bored." After she left, Raven examined the books. Sun Tzu's Art of War. A biography of some ancient Roman general. Military strategy guides. All about warfare, tactics, the psychology of combat. He was studying her. Learning what she was. She dressed in the clothes he'd provided - dark jeans that fit like they were made for her and a soft sweater. Everything was perfect. Everything was a reminder that he controlled even what touched her skin.

It was the ultimate show watching him run out of the room cursing and screaming while naked, because "I can't believe anyone would fall asleep while a literal fucking king gave them his attention." Cassian smirked as he walked beside him with his damn war book in hand. He was reading 'Sun Tzu: The mechanisms of war' today, and for some reason, I had a feeling he had something up his sleeve. Might include another scholarship student who poured her smoothie all over his designer shoes after he asked a question, but he still wouldn't tell us about it. "I think we should leave this topic, before the video of you running out naked is released....again." He says, with his eyes perched on the page