James Gunn Novels & Stories

"Give us the drive, and we might let you live." James spat onto the ground, defiance coursing in his eyes. "You shall never get it," he said. "May has it. And she shall make sure the world knows the truth." The man smirked. "You think that? We have people everywhere, James. She won't get far." He raised his gun to bear directly on James's chest. "Any last words?" James closed his eyes, a single tear rolling down his cheek. He thought of May, of their shared dreams and their unwavering commitment to justice. He knew that he had done everything he could to protect her, to give her a chance to expose the truth.

"Lyse, Jasper, don't worry. Leave Lauren to me." Landon looked at Alyssa gratefully and considered her a good friend for her kindness and understanding in wishing him and Lauren happiness. However, he wasn't jealous. Lauren was the perfect woman in his eyes. … Jameson was in the shooting range practicing his gun skills when Carl hastily ran to him to report to him. He was wearing a spotless white shirt and straight black suit pants. Black leather cuffs were clipped to his arms, restricting his bulging biceps. Beneath his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze was as sharp as a knife. He held the gun with precision, aiming and firing three shots at the target 100 yards away.

Joana, trembling beside me, gripped my arm so tightly I could feel her nails digging into my skin. “You think you’ve escaped?” James’s voice cut through the roar of the flames, unnervingly steady despite the chaos around us. “You’ve merely postponed the inevitable.” “James,” Rowan said, his tone a dangerous growl. “Let this go. You’ve lost. Walk away before you destroy yourself.” James let out a harsh laugh. “Destroy myself? Oh, Rowan, you underestimate the depths of my resolve. You’re not leaving here alive.” From behind his back, James revealed a gun. The metal gleamed ominously in the flickering firelight, and my heart sank. Rowan tensed, his fists curling as he subtly nudged me backward.

"Gunnar, why are you carrying the Medina River Alpha-Heir’s tactical gear? And why do you look like you’re about to ask for a permanent parking spot?" Kyle stepped forward, placing a hand on Gunnar’s shoulder. "Because, Alaric, I’ve just appointed my Gamma. I have my top 3, mated and ready to kick some serious ass. And apparently, we’re now sponsored by a girl who can hack into the Pentagon with a TI-84 calculator."

We have 350 warriors, 150 cadets, and many civilians who train to be able to defend themselves. - Dad, 12 years ago, when Angel's mother died in that rogue attack, we never managed to find out the reason for such an attack, nor who led such an attack. Do you think it's possible it was Jackson? My dad looks at me with a look I can't quite place. He looks at the phone and then back at me. He picks up the phone and calls someone. - Julian, it's time to activate the plan. – I hear my father say to his PA.

Noah says mockingly, extending his hands out as if he was presenting him. Poor Brandon Watson, he fought so hard for years to get this man and bring justice. Could fate really be against him to get his sister back? Just when he had found her, he had to run, and now, stood in front of his oppressor. Unconcience, and unable to defend himself. "What do you want me to do with him?" Gunther asks, gesturing to the unconsciencebody of Brandon, who Noah has been fearing for a while now. He's had enough of his threats. How the hell is he going to allow a dumb twenty-five-year-old take him down? He won't have it. He's a strong alpha. One of a kind. At least in his eyes, he is!

she threatened vehemently. I simply chuckled at her words and took a step back. "Just so you know, my name is Henry, a former beta of the Lycan Pack, and I want you to remember that I am watching you. If you dare do anything stupid to Sierra, I will make sure you regret it all. Not only that, but you will despise everything about yourself and realize that you are not fit to be a Luna, not only in the ghost pack but in every pack," I warned sternly. I walked away as I noticed her growing anger, and before I could turn to the other side, I heard her yell…

he explains, finally putting the paper down. My stomach drops. I knew it. I knew there had to be people who are going through this, that haven’t made it. The whole day is missing from my mind...I could have died just then. And here are these people, an immortal included, are betting on who’s going to survive. I want to throw up on this plush floor. I’m a pawn in a game much larger than me. And I’m stumped on what to do. “Don’t look so down. I like to win,” he says pointedly, adjusting the lapels of his very lavish red jacket. Gears in my mind shift. He’s Greed. Why else would he seem so adamant? “And I have a way to keep you around.”

Everyone looked petrified as they looked around nervously to see where the sounds were coming from. Logan stood from the edge watching everyone and observing. His eyes caught something- or someone lurking behind a tree as he pointed the Glock at someone. He traced the person with his eyes and when it fell on the Luna, Logan’s mother, his heart jumped to his neck. He watched in horror, his vocal cords suddenly frozen as he pulled the trigger, ready to shoot. But before he could, Logan bolted to where his mother was, accidentally standing in the way of the bullet. Then it happened. It just happened. That wasn’t his plan. It wasn’t his plan to hurt her, to kill her.

I took off running in the direction that Jacob was when I heard Jensen’s voice call to me. “Lynn.” My name rolling off his tongue sounded like music to my ears. I turned and ran to him. He caught me in his arms as I jumped to him and started to kiss him. For just one moment everything around us ceased and there was just us. Then a gunshot rang out right next to us and one of Joseph’s men fell to the ground with a bullet in his head. I looked up and saw Jacob reloading his rifle as he nodded at us. Jensen’s POV