Gun Mage Novels & Stories

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

A drop dead silence follows the finality in her voice. Gamma Carmden is the second best warrior we have, after my father. As our Gamma, she is also automatically our Head Warrior. A Gamma's primary duty is to ensure the safety and security of the pack he or she swore his or her allegiance to. No matter the cost. I admire Gamma Carmden's strength, resilience, and courage, but the woman is no softie at all. Losing her mate years ago hardened her and made her so cold and cut off from the rest of the world….

The runes on the weapon glowed a vibrant blue against the smoky backdrop. A surge of energy erupted from the weapon, forming a shimmering blue bolt that streaked across the room. The attacker crumpled to the ground, a surprised look etched on his face as he died. I fired at every new body in the doorway until a pile of bodies lay there. She flicked her hand and the gauge refilled. "Let's go."

Slowly, I raised the sword before me, pointing it directly at the door, as my hands shook, while I tried to steady them, as I took deep breaths, praying to the Moon Goddess for a miracle. As the last chair fell from our barricade, and the door broke free from its hinges, a low growl echoed into the room, and I knew that growl better than anyone. The door at that moment came crashing into the room, but the rogue was no longer standing on the other side of the doorway. In his place stood Alpha Gunner’s massive wolf with blood dripping from his mouth, as he stared down at the lifeless rogue beneath his paws. But that wasn’t the only blood that was on him, as my eyes moved to a wound now on his

She stared at me, trying to figure me out. “I’ll go a step further—if you let me keep Jezebel, in three full moons I'll take Marianna as my mate. She is a beautiful girl. It would be my honor.” I added, and I meant it. Marianna with her fiery red hair, and freckled face, was very attractive.

When I found it I quickly jumped into the BMW. I started the engine and reversed the gear and drove off the garage before racing down the road. Thankfully, the main gate had an automatic system that worked only for Luther and his men’s cars. It opened automatically once it identified them. I drove down the deserted road. There was little fog in the air and moisture had formed on the windshield, making it difficult to see the road properly. Suddenly, my phone rang out and made me startle. My heart was still throbbing. I picked up my brother’s call. “Ned..” My voice came out raspy.

About a hundred warriors stood on the field of battle, ready for one-on-one combat. They gather as usual before five every morning and put in the necessary work to improve. Gamma Mace was facing the crowds with one hand holding his weapon and the other resting by his side. Although Mace wasn't as tall as Simon, he was still attractive. At a very young age, he converted to the gamma state. He is now 22 years old. He was one of the most powerful warriors who had previously protected the packs from rogues.

" The thunderous roar drained the color from the faces of Velda and every Mercer Group employee present. She tried to step forward and explain, but I raised my hand and cut her off. "Save it. You lost the right to speak to us the moment you let Jude dig up my parents' graves." Gunthar walked up to me and swept the red cloth off the plaque, revealing the bold, gliding words dancing across the wood. "Sword of the nation, guardian of the people." "Company, attention! Render salute to the First-Class Meritorious Hero of Talon Unit, Callan Wright!"

Jokil approached Froster and offered a cigar, he declined. “Your quarry, is she a Battle Mage? he asked, tactfully blowing away the cigar smoke away from Froster. “Correct, she is a Battle Mage. Voltiir as well.” “This must be part of that new initiative, you think so?” Mangani Apemen had forejaws and molar tusks.

On the other hand, the Scorpion Guardian’s knife split open, and a huge flash of black light shot toward the purple phoenix. “Boom!” After the purple phoenix and the black light disappeared, Lucas surveyed the battlefield before him and realized that Ms. Maren had coughed up a mouthful of blood. She had some nasty wounds on her body as well. “Hahaha, you may have Grade S Gene but you’ve just only stepped into the Rank 3 realm. Your strength is no match for mine.” The Scorpion Guardian gloated loudly. Ms. Maren pressed against her bleeding wounds. Sh e had been seriously injured.