Vietnam War Book Fiction Novels & Stories

True Love and Other Disasters ( Tae-Woo & YoonA ) 3. Not So Plain Jane ( Steven Summers & Jane Austin ) 4. Tempted by The Devil ( Reed Summers & Liesl Hampton ) 5. Dark Deception ( Declan Summers & Ma Qingshan ) 6. Dark Betrayal ( Thornton Summers & Ava Smith ) ⪼⪼ 7. Mr. Fiction ( Julie & Remliel ) ⪻⪻⪻ 8. Taming The Wild CEO ( Javier & Ella ) ~ completed & available exclusively on GoodNovel

Look at the blood. Samantha’s vision turned red. She didn't wait for Dominic to break the door. She threw her entire soul into a single, kinetic blast of violet fire. The door didn't just open; it was erased. They burst into the circular chamber. The scene was etched into Samantha’s mind with the clarity of a lightning strike. The massive stone dais. The book bound in shimmering leather. The flickering, oily torches. And there was Ava. Her daughter looked so small, sitting on the edge of the stone, her eyes wide with a terror that broke Samantha’s heart into a million jagged pieces.

Will they understand each other, or will they kill each other before they fall? Find out as we journey through in His Own Undoing- His Nightmare. There is war, hate, joy, tears, laughter, but most of all true love. Please read first*** This book is fiction, some of the location, and incidents are a product of my imagination as a writer although some most names are of real people.

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.

“It’s not a depressing book about nuclear war, is it?” “Actually no!” he replied cheerfully. “It involves a third world war, but it’s fought exclusively with conventional weapons, rather than nuclear bombs.” “So regular blown-up bodies, not radioactive bodies,” I said dryly. “Much better.” “Trust me, you won’t be able to put this book down. It’s my comfort novel. I re-read it every year or two.” “Okay, I’m in,” I said. “I’m glad you chose that, because I’ve seen the Hunt for Red October movie, and I didn’t think it was great.”

I looked at Kyla and then left but while I was leaving, there was this strange look that flashed in her eyes but I didn't get to see it well because it disappeared as it appeared. I was in my room, reading a new novel I found in Tyler's drawer. He had told me that Ivory loved the book so much. It was a book about the human war. Quite interesting as it contained some characters that really got me. I laid on the bed so I got carried away when I heard a knock at the door. "Come in!" I said not wanting to get distracted. I was about to read where a prince had no other option than to leave his bride and go to the war front. I love action movies.

I held onto his leg for support, my hand travelling over his firm, clenched buttock. Then I felt something bump against my cheek, and I looked back down. It was Kim's cock, shiny from Jang mi’s mouth, ready for mine. I swallowed, hard. Then I opened my mouth and took Kim's hood in between my lips. He groaned, grabbed onto my head. I brushed Jang mi’s hand away and gripped the man’s shaft, growing bold and wicked as the piled-up black clouds overhead. Kim’s cock throbbed in my hand. I pushed my dizzy head forward, taking more and more of him into my mouth, before pulling back, sucking on his cock.

Maurice walked ahead as I scurried behind him, gazing around at the unending land of graves, "Growing up, my grandfather would tell me stories, about how people started to go missing in a bulk 50 years ago, the police had no leads, and when no one was coming forward with information, one after the other the cases became cold, and the public became outraged, started a fucking world war, end of the fucking world," he chuckled with a snort, looking back at me who was fighting to keep up, I was growing weaker and weaker with every step I took, "Why? Why were they fighting?" I swallowed hard, "Instead of trying to figure out where these missing people are?"