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I like taking my time, that way, I can get used to the idea of living with Xander. Sitting behind the counter in the bookstore, I listen to Vincent talking to his cars while I place an order for new books. One of those books is The Art of War by Sun Tsu. I want to read it and see why Alexei loves it so much. My thoughts turn to the BBQ, and I must admit, I enjoyed it a lot. And Rosemarie was right. Everyone seemed pretty normal. I don’t know what I expected. Maybe guns and men smoking cigars while plotting the end of the world?

He looked at the minister who nodded. There will be an interim council and the prince will be coronated after his 17 th birthday. _____________ The war front smelled of blood. They had been fighting for three days and the fight stops at sunset. . Mithraos watched as his head warrior sped through the enemies like a wrathful god. The man was covered in blood, but that was a usual thing. He watched as the sword pierced through a soldier's body. Mithraos swung his sword and resumed his fight.

The first book of Born By Power, Chaos And Apocalypse to be precise was made up of thirty nine chapters. The second which took to play from the ending spot of Chaos And Apocalypse was The Uprise of hell and its chapters were rather shorter than the first. The Uprise of hell did come to an end with thirty one chapters, eight chapters lesser than the first. The third book of the Power series was/is Time is Reborn. Time is Reborn is made up of 18 chapters. Greek wars being the fourth and final book of the power series is made up of 22 chapters, 4 chapters more than Time Is Reborn

Because I have a very good feeling that what Rory has just signed on my cast may as well be my death sentence! END OF PART I. My book will be divided into several parts... to show the end of one part of the characters lives and the beginning of another. Everybody lies will have five parts, each consisting or around eighteen to thirty chapters... so it's going to be a long book. Thanks for your patience with me, and the support. Don't forget to vote and comment. And I'm accepting ideas for the beginning of part II. Feel free to DM me.

When she found it, she took it home with her. The Art of War was a famous ancient Chinese text written by Sun Tzu, a general who served as the Chancellor of Shu during the Sixteen Kingdoms period. In the book, Sun Tzu wrote about war and strategy. One of the greatest lessons he taught was to remain calm, even when facing your enemies. Jewel opened up the book and turned to chapter four. It was titled, "Know Your Enemy."

I also prayed earnestly that he didn’t forget me here. I spotted a bookshelf at the far end of the room and decided to look through it in hopes of finding something to read. The majority of the books were about werewolves and the pack’s history. There were also books about politics, war, and governance. I would have loved to pick up the book that contained information on all members of the Crescent Moon Pack, but I decided against it. It would seem like snooping. I finally settled on a book titled ‘The Art of War.’ Not that I was a fan of violence but I was curious to know why the author had referred to war as an art. It was such a controversial claim.

” Ashton pulls me down beside him and opens a giant book, at least three thousand pages long. ”Alright, I’m on!” I exhale sharply.

The more I look through the book the more confused I become by the first few pages. The sharp contrast between the image of impending danger for the child to the full out war are like two sides of a coin. As I look over the images of the war I find myself going back and forth through the pages trying to make sense of what I’m seeing. What was the cause? Why did this war break out? I couldn’t help but find myself transfixed on the images of each page. The image while gruesome, we also hauntingly gorgeous and well done. But they needed some of the text to help answer some of my questions.

"He’s relentless." Jacques rolled in, holding two protein shakes. "Madame requires 2.3 miles daily. Monsieur requires 0.7 miles less. Due to his ‘superior genetics.’" He winked—a mechanical blink that sounded like a camera shutter. "I lie to him too." Then—the library. Amara gasped. The scent of aged paper. For a heartbeat, it was her library reborn. Until she saw the twist: every book was The Art of War in different languages. Even the reading lamp was shaped like a tiny gavel.

“Ariadne.” Even the books here were ones I’d already read repeatedly. There were only so many times I could read about the '100 Greatest Battles of Wolf Kind' or 'The Twenty Steps of a Successful Luna' before beginning to hate even the thought of picking a book up. But even if I asked someone to go to the library for me, it was unlikely there would be many books in there that I hadn’t already read at least once. 'Three hundred and eighty-four… three hundred and eighty-five… three hundred and eighty-six….'