James Gunn Novels & Stories

Fatima glanced back just in time to see Jake and Selena emerge, panting but unharmed. “Keep moving!” Jake barked, motioning for his men to follow. “This isn’t over. Jena’s going to know we took him.” Fatima turned to Chris, cupping his face with both hands. “Are you okay? Can you make it?” He nodded weakly, his eyes filled with gratitude. “I’m okay, thanks to you.” Jake sheathed his sword, giving Fatima a small, proud smile. “You did good,” he said. “But we need to get back. This was just the beginning.”

It was war smelling the mate bond. I thought the bond was dead. “You smell like power now,” he growled. “Like storms and the moonlight. What really happened to you?” I stood tall, refusing to hide my body. “I survived. I was what you tried to kill.” Damon’s jaw dropped. For the first time, I felt pain appear right in his eyebrows. “I was wrong, Annie. Cassandra lied to me. I only allowed pride and fear to make me throw away the best thing in my life… my coming Luna.”

the man in sunglasses growled, revealing a gun tucked into his waistband. “Relax, okay. I mean no harm. I just want to speak with your boss, that’s all. I won’t—” James began, but before he could finish, the bald man swung his gun up and pressed it against James’s forward. James froze instantly, his hands shooting up. “W-w-whoa, wh-whoa, c-c-calm down, okay?” he stammered, his heart pounding. “If you say one more word, I’ll blow your fucking head off!. Now get out,” the bald man snapped, his finger tightening on the trigger.

Dean: I looked at the woman, my mate, for a second, my eyes wide in surprise at her reaction before I shook my head as I pulled out the bullets. “The gun is not loaded, Arianna.” I said, my stance calm as I looked her in the eye. She shook her head at me and a cold smile made its way to her lips before she turned the gun around, its handle facing her stomach.

"You heard what Lord Darius said, apologize to that beautiful lady." James nodded, shaking and bowing. "Aurora... I'm sorry" "Dang" James had just finished his sentence when one of Phelan's subordinates opened fire and broke James's head. He died in a daze, not even closing his eyes. Aurora covered her ears and bit her lip, holding back a scream. Phelan rubbed her back to reassure her, his gaze coldly looking straight ahead. "Phelan Darius, you're trying to challenge our Black Bullet mafia organization, aren't you? How dare you let your underling kill James?" The man got angry and banged the table.

Johnny pointed a gun at Lorenzo, while Ciro and Stefano had guns at the other two. “Johnny, if you shoot us, Alessia dies," Matteo said, smirking at his son as he held a gun toward me. Johnny's jaw clenched as he looked at his father. I could tell he was thinking of something to get me out of death's way. "Well, it's only the three of you left; if I were you, I would think carefully about my next move." As soon as Johnny said it, a loud gunshot rang through my ears, followed by Matteo's loud scream. He fell to the floor, making Lorenzo and Mikhas more aware, but Johnny took this opportunity to shoot Mikhas as well.

"Easy peasy." A grin formed on his face as he turned to Kira; the latter shrugged, rolling her eyes. "We have two left." Said Kira as he walked towards the entrance. "I'll take care of it." Trevor asserted. "You sure act like the hero, and it makes me want to puke because we both know you are the villain." Ignoring her sass, Trevor yanked a gun from one of the dead security agents and dashed outside. He swooshed to the back of the two unsuspicious men whose eyes were on the building and, perhaps, waiting for them to come out.

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

Chris sounded exasperated. There was a quiet before James answered. “No, just another drink.” “Well, go make it yourself. While your add it, get me one as well.” Looking over my shoulder, I could see James at the bar, going through the alcohol behind the bar before pulling out two glasses and making drinks. “Why are we looking for a war though? Couldn’t we just get rid of them one by one? Group by group?” Tanner spoke up.

“It satisfies me, gives me chills, reminds me of just how much strength I still have left in my system, even at my age.” Calista glared up at him, her vision blurred and her eyes weak. She tried to snap back, but her throat caught, and she spat a mouthful of blood onto the floor instead. Jake drew a kitchen knife from his belt, pressing the cold tip directly against her throat. One wrong movement, and her breath would be cut short forever.