Hi, my name is Nikita Slater and I'm the International Bestselling author of The Queens series, Fire & Vice series, The Sanctuary series, Driven Hearts series and several standalone novels. I've loved the written word my entire life and am an avid reader, as well as a writer. I live, eat and breathe books and I'm always working on something new!
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I live on the beautiful Canadian prairies with my son and crazy awesome dog. I have an unholy affinity for books (especially dark romance), wine, pets and anything chocolate. Despite some of the darker themes in my books (which are pure fun and fantasy), I am a staunch feminist and advocate of equal rights for all races, genders and non-gender specific persons. When I'm not writing, dreaming about writing or talking about writing, I love to help others discover a love of reading and writing through literacy and social work.

Who can she trust in a world filled with shadows?

Daniel Mercer wants something he shouldn’t have. He wants the woman from his building; the blind musician. The dark, dominant part of his soul calls for him to reach out and take her, to make her beg. He wants to possess her, to see the fear in her eyes as he takes her from her tidy world.

He knows he's not good enough for her. He's a savage through and through. He's seen and done things normal men can't imagine. Unfortunately for her, he can't seem to let her go. Her lush curves, delicate beauty and helpless attempts at independence soothe the predator in him.

Addison’s ordered life has gone from perfectly pleasant to terrifying in two crazy missteps; Daniel Mercer and a terrifying stalker. Could they be one and the same?

Daniel storms into her life in a hail of bullets, first saving her and then bullying her with his overbearing non-musical presence. He touches her at every opportunity, lighting up her dark world with a kaleidoscope of colour, then pushing her away whenever she gets too close.

But will he push her too far, into the arms of the stalker who lurks in the shadows?


Fire & Vice: Fear in Her Eyes

"Fuck," he growled as she flicked the edge of one of his nipples first with her nail, then with her hot little tongue. 


He reached for the little vixen to drag her back up for a devastating kiss, but she evaded his hand and shook her head frantically. "I'm not done!" she begged prettily.


She licked a path down his ribcage, worshipping each of his abdominal muscles and then exploring the bullet wounds in his side with a concerned frown. Worried she might lose her train of thought, he tugged a few curls on the crown of her head, encouraging her to get back to work. She nipped at one of the ridges of muscle in his stomach, before moving lower. Her dark eyes glowed at him mischievously through long silken lashes before her gorgeous hands began working on his thick leather belt. It amazed him, the expressions her eyes could convey, despite their inability to see. Sometimes he wondered if she "saw" more than others, simply through her conveyance of expressions.


Chapter 51