James Gunn Novels & Stories

“We didn’t expect the Alpha’s men to be there. They came out of nowhere. They were already watching her. They killed one of our men, he died in front of the humans. The police got involved after the gunshots. Somehow they stepped back. I assumed that they took care of it. Had that not happened, then investigations would have been involved.” “Of course they were,” I snapped, spinning on him. “He’s always watching her. That’s the problem. But the fact that you could not react, they did not understand that they would be watching. You could have easily caught their scent. It is yours that is masked. I made sure of that. I wanted her to know that you were there when you got to her. How did you fa

I took off the sleeves and let the coat fall to the ground. "Just like that?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "Yes, but I prefer you to touch me." I put my arms around his neck and felt how excited he was when his erection pressed against my stomach. "Excuse me, Mr. Ryan!" James cleared his throat, entering the room suddenly. "I didn't know you were with someone." "Damn," Nathan muttered, using his body to cover me. I laughed, finding the situation embarrassing, and he narrowed his eyes at me disapprovingly.

The guard's voice drifted into my ears making me remove my hands from my eyes to see who he was talking to. "Huh?" I froze seeing the figure in my front, it was Alpha Kyle, the last person I had expected to be here. Was he here to make things hard for me again? I just couldn't understand what was going on and could only stare blankly. "What do you think you are doing?" Alpha Kyle growled as he stared at me. "Kneel!" Immediately, I felt an invisible pressure pressing down on me forcing me to my knees. Even though he was staring directly at me, I didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. I knew I might be whipped again if I did that. So to prevent such from happening, I had to avoid looking

Of course, I love my mom but my dad always has her protected so I don't need to worry too much. Luckily for me, I have Will here with me and as my Gamma, it's his job to have control over the warrior's patrol shifts. "Will, do you know if Ryan and Tony are on patrol today?" He stares up at the sky as he thinks before shaking his head "No, they are on the night shift tonight on the East border." One thing about Will is his incredible memories of the patrol rotas, rarely, he doesn't know who's on patrol and when. We have a lot of warriors and for him to remember all those details is mindblowing.

"That's an easy one. I'll go into Club Electric. Get Jenny out. James, you're with me. Michael, you deliver the money. Keep them occupied." "No," says James. "I'm the wrong man for you to have with you. It should be Michael." Klempner looks surprised. "I'm happy to have you at my back, James. I know you have nerve." "Yes, I'd like to think so. But I'm not up to it physically. I have no training in how to use a gun, which I'm sure is part of what you have in mind... And with my leg, I might let you down. Take Michael with you. He'll be much more useful in a fight than I am..."

"It sure does." Our eyes remained fixed on one another, and I could almost see the memories of that night playing inside his head. The filthy, dirty, sordid memories of what was supposed to be something beautiful, something I now knew I never should have shared with him. Then his gaze slipped to James. "And who might you be?" Oh, dear God, earth swallow me now. James placed his hand on the small of my back and leaned forward, extending his hand toward Enzo for a handshake. "James Gunner."

Diego nodded excitedly, "GJ. Do you know what that means?" Shin shrugged, not understanding. "It's the brand name of the manufacturing company. Damn it, how am I supposed to know what it is? You're ... the staff who supplies the weaponry." Diego smiled widely, "GJ. Gardner, James. James Gardner. Your gun was made by James, senior." Shin was silent, seemingly trying to process the information. But after a few seconds he squealed, "Wait a minute! You mean James ... made my gun? He-"

He came out and beat some Yakuzas fighting with Bryan and Aidan, who were half-battered. James Belgenza, aka James Harristian, is not a soft-hearted person. His face is deceiving, and many people are fooled when they see him. When meeting for the first time, people would never expect that James could kill coldly without any guilt expression. Unlike Aidan, with his lovely nickname "Angel" because of his cute face, James is the most handsome member of The Seven Wolves. His look was utterly expressionless as he shot someone's head at close range. He was used to crushing someone's head with a bullet. With his martial arts skills, James may not be as agile as Mars or Bryan. But he was solid, brut

Marcus was bandaging the poacher's arm while Darien and Rowan talked in hushed tones. "James? What are you doing here?" Rowan questioned, surprised to see me. "I heard a gunshot and screams. I just called the rangers station they are sending someone out. What happened? " I answered with a nod to the hunter. "You did what?!" Rowan exclaimed.

Fight fire with fire. "Understood, Leader Dirk. I'll do everything in my power to make you proud," I hear James call out to other men, telling them of the new plan. Once I make sure he's going to do what I said, I end the call. My gaze wanders down to the gun. I have two bullets; if the whole army breaks into my office, I won't be able to kill them all. But if I kill at least one before the others, they'll want more blood. My blood.