Warrior’s Duty is LIVE!

Title: Warrior’s Duty

Series: Nature’s Destiny #4
Author: Justine Winter
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: February 17, 2016
Death. Destruction. Demons.
War was officially declared.

Blade’s rebirth into the world became something we truly weren’t prepared for. And I felt guilty. Blaming myself for not getting to Lara in time. 

She was gone. Nature’s Destiny was grieving.

In the midst of our woes the battle was brewing. Incubi kept coming. Hell beasts were slaying. And the demon master was another step closer to winning.

With an army of supernatural beings in my arsenal I was optimistic that we were enough. We had the prophecy and my fortitudo on our side.

Whatever happened there was one thing I knew for certain.

The end had come.

He yanked me by my chains, my wrists bled with the cold, silver metal cutting into my skin. My bare feet dragged along the stony ground, covered with scrapes from the uneven surface. He pulled me to follow like a dog on a leash, tugging my manacles harder than was necessary. 

I kept quiet despite wanting to scream the dark, dank dungeon down. He always found pleasure in my pain, so I’d learnt to conceal it. My lips were incredibly tender from biting into them to stifle my groans.  

“Why hasn’t she come yet?” The woman yelled the second I entered her presence. She never came further than that, didn’t want to dirty her precious clothes. I was always to be brought to her.

“She’s deciding,” I answered.

“No, she’s clearly made her choice. You screwed this up for us!” The woman’s hand lashed out, marking my face as her slap connected with my cheek.

“I didn’t! I did everything you asked of me.” I was desperate for her to loosen my binds, to let me out of the dreary cell for good. There was no chance I was going to risk exposing myself. My freedom was all I wanted, what I hoped for during  the long hours of torture and loneliness.

“We won’t survive without them!” The woman paced, biting her perfectly manicured nails. “Take her back to her cell,” she  ordered my torturer. “I’ll have to force the pretty wolf’s hand into helping us.”

“NO!” I yelled, using all my strength to fend off my chain-holder. “No, don’t do this to me!”




I’ve always lived a life based on my imagination, from hopeless dreams of romance to concocting alternate realities involving supernaturals. I’m completely fascinated with anything hero-related, and often speculate which superpower I’d possess. I haven’t settled on one yet.

I was born in England, and currently reside in Wales, UK. I love to write, and most days you’ll find me happily tapping away at the computer whilst in my pyjama-clad bubble. I also spend my time reading, and if that isn’t enough I’m often in the kitchen baking up a treat.

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Title: Warrior’s Duty
Series: Nature’s Destiny #4
Author: Justine Winter
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: February 17, 2016
Death. Destruction. Demons.
War was officially declared.

Blade’s rebirth into the world became something we truly weren’t prepared for. And I felt guilty. Blaming myself for not getting to Lara in time. 

She was gone. Nature’s Destiny was grieving.

In the midst of our woes the battle was brewing. Incubi kept coming. Hell beasts were slaying. And the demon master was another step closer to winning.

With an army of supernatural beings in my arsenal I was optimistic that we were enough. We had the prophecy and my fortitudo on our side.

Whatever happened there was one thing I knew for certain.

The end had come.

The beast taunted me, stalked me like I was its prey. Its coal-like skin, straight from the mouth of hell, sizzled brightly with streaks of orange. The lava of its home. I never stood a chance in this war, I was one wolf against an army of demons; they kept me distracted long enough to ensure there was nothing I could do to jeopardise their hostile takeover. I soon learned that distraction was their greatest tactic, their only worthwhile weapon. But still, there were little acts of heroism I could partake in; chained and bound in a cage granted me little freedom. I was the hell beasts’ toy, to scratch, to bite, to chase when dull moments had them bored. Compared to my torment, I was sure death would be a gift as inviting as a freshly picked bouquet of flowers. I no longer wanted to endure such heinous, criminal, apocalyptic affairs. I wished for death, and the devil laughed in my face.

 
I’ve always lived a life based on my imagination, from hopeless dreams of romance to concocting alternate realities involving supernaturals. I’m completely fascinated with anything hero-related, and often speculate which superpower I’d possess. I haven’t settled on one yet.
I was born in England, and currently reside in Wales, UK. I love to write, and most days you’ll find me happily tapping away at the computer whilst in my pyjama-clad bubble. I also spend my time reading, and if that isn’t enough I’m often in the kitchen baking up a treat.

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Brain Wanted; Words Needed

How  do  you  operate  when  you’ve  left  your  brain  behind?
Behind  where?  Good  question.

That  is  today’s  conundrum  because  somehow  I’ve  managed  to  completely  overlook  that  a  year  ago  to  the  day  I  released  Sapphire’s  Divinity.  I’ve  forgotten  another  important  anniversary  in  my  book-filled  world.  So  it’s  obvious  that  I  have  no  functioning  brain  to  speak  of,  and  therefore  no  fun  and  giveaways  planned.  Boo.

But  I  do  have  something  to  offer  as  a  compromise.  A  teaser  from  book  4  of  the  Nature’s  Destiny  series.  This  is  probably  the  earliest  in  my  process  I’ve  ever  released  a  teaser –  I’m  literally  only  in  the  beginning  of  writing  this  beauty,  but  still  aiming  to  release  by  the  end  of  the  year.  Hang  tight,  my  werewolf-loving  friends.

Without  further  ado,  I  give  you  the  teaser  and  title  below.

Enjoy!

*First draft. Content subject to change come publication. Unedited. Copyright, Justine Winter.*

The  beast  taunted  me,  stalked  me  like  I  was  its  prey.  Its  coal-like  skin,  straight  from  the  mouth  of  hell,  sizzled  brightly  with  streaks  of  orange.  The  lava  of  its  home.  I  never  stood  a  chance  in  this  war,  I  was  one  wolf  against  an  army  of  demons;  they  kept  me  distracted  long  enough  to  ensure  there  was  nothing  I  could  do  to  jeopardise  their  hostile  takeover.  I  soon  learned  that  distraction  was  their  greatest  tactic,  their  only  worthwhile  weapon.  But  still,  there  were  little  acts  of  heroism  I  could  partake  in;  chained  and  bound  in  a  cage  granted  me  seldom  freedom.  I  was  the  hell  beasts’  toy,  to  scratch,  to  bite,  to  chase  when  dull  moments  had  them  bored.  Compared  to  my  torment,  I  was  sure  death  would  be  a  gift  as  inviting  as  a  freshly  picked  bouquet  of  flowers.  I  no  longer  wanted  to  endure  such  heinous,  criminal,  apocalyptic  affairs. 

I  wished  for  death,  and  the  devil  laughed  in  my  face.

Warrior’s  Duty
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