James Gunn Novels & Stories

A storm that refused to be tamed, no matter how hard I tried to tame it, no matter how hard I tried to control it, no matter how hard I did my best to stand calm, to stand tall, and to stand away from all the trouble that was brewing around me. And he was sitting there. Calm. Unbothered. Smug. As always. Giovanni. Father. He sipped on his whiskey slowly, like we had all the time in the world, like the plan hadn’t failed miserably, like he didn’t just get shot on pack land for the sake of a stunt he pulled without thinking of the consequences.

ROBERT'S POV The cold night air bit into my skin as I stared into the barrel of the gun, gripped tightly in Detective James’s hand. Detective James who had before come to stand at my doorstep offering to find Ariana. He was a dirty cop. I could see it clearly now. He would rather hold Reginald’s gun for him and do his dirty business than earn his pay legally.

Keenan replies evenly. The front door opens again before anyone can respond and James steps inside, slowing when he sees the tension. He works in marine engineering. He spends most days either at the docks inspecting boats or out on the water repairing engines. He is practical, steady, hands always a little rough from real work. There is nothing flashy about him. His presence fills the room quietly. “Hi,” he says looking between them. His father studies him openly. “And you are.” “James,” he replies. “Jess’s brother.”

The shoot out battle between some gun men in a warehouse located near a river bank in the city has reportedly claimed the lives of a wanted criminal by the name James Logan and five other men.James escaped from prison a year ago and have gone hiding since then with no traces of him,the video of him falling from a chopper after he was shot by an unknown gun man was caught on the CCTV camera outside the warehouse yesterday,his body is yet to be retrieved and investigations regarding the issue is still ongoing.According to the deputy chief of police few hours ago when he was interviewed,he said they've already gotten a lead on the case as the face of a notorious drug dealer with the name Legola

He was afraid that Josephine would really go crazy and shoot Elizabeth in the next second. "Richard! Throw it away! Hurry up!" James opened his eyes wide and roared at Richard's back in a trembling voice. Isaac supported James and said to Richard, "Do as she said. Everything is under control. What do you worry about?" "D*mn it!" Richard threw away the gun in his hand with annoyance and glared at Josephine. He had spent many years in the army and finally became a commanding officer. He had never thrown away his gun even in the face of the most vicious criminals. But at this time, he was threatened by a woman. What the hell was going on?

Taking the gun out of my waistband I aim it at her "Jamal please put the gun down" she cries out "Shut the fuck up " I tighten my grip around her neck as I back up "Stay fucking back" I point the gun closer to Zuri's head "Oh brother all I want is my girlfriend and you can go back to playing governor" Matt gets up from one of the seats "Fuck" James yells out "I thought you said he was dead " I growl looking at James. Anger seeping out of me "That's what I wanted you to think" Matt chuckles out in amusement

she began in a quiet voice, the word full of shock. "Stay back," James ordered, pointing his rifle at Mimi. With the barrel pointed at Damon's chest, he took one measured step closer. "This ends here." Damon grinned, and the way his lip turned up a little bit revealed that he was happy. "Does it?" James's breath halted. The guilt, the years of giving in, the weight of betrayal—all of it raced through his body like fire. He used his finger to pull the trigger. The gunfire sounded like thunder and boomed through the deserted casino.

He shouted. "James!" My voice startled him and he dropped his gun. His reflexes were fast but not fast enough. Christian ran over and grabbed his gun, bow, and arrow and kicked it to the side. I walked over to him and grabbed his hands, pulling him down on the ground. "Christian, come here!" He ran over to me and I handed James to him. "Keep a hold on him, don't let him go!" I ordered him. Christian scoffed. "He's a human!"

He’d been researching alternate weapons, but so far nothing he’d come up with had been approved, so he stood in the middle of the East River suspension bridge eyeing Jack the Ripper, knowing he was cornered, and a gun would do him in, with nothing but a wooden stake and his bare hands to end the life of the worst criminal he’d ever pursued. They were close enough together now that Aaron could see the eyes of his teammates. Jamie had been covering the far right path, but since Jack was backing toward the one to Aaron’s left, he leapt over the railing and stepped into the automobile lane where Vicky was also closing in on Jack. Frank had a stake in his pocket; Aaron could tell by how he was fi

Black American,7ft 1inch tall,bald headed with tattoos all over his two arms,his neck and his left cheek. Studs on his two earlobes and a nose ring. He looked like a criminal who just got out of jail and he looked frightening each time he frowns. They say,he was once a ring fighter.Ice cold. Real name,Shawn Gomez. To be honest with you,I like this guy. As his name depicts,he was very calm and quiet. You could underestimate this guy but girl! You would be shocked out of your skin. Not too tall but taller than storm. He is good with the machine guns and long range guns. A former assassin and now,he works for Jake.