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.

Mine.

“You have always been worth my life. If you kill me now, I will follow you around in death as I would in life, until you decide to join me.”

Boris.

Russian mafia enforcer Boris Grekov knew the moment he set eyes on her that she would belong to him. If he had a lifetime he would spend it convincing her that they were inseparable. Unfortunately, he doesn’t have the time. Exiled from Russia for more than a decade with a bounty on his head, he must now go back to reclaim his throne. He wants his woman at his side, whether she agrees to go or not.

Laney.

Born and raised an assassin, she must complete her job or lose the one thing she holds most dear. But every time she turns around he is right there, pursuing her, touching her, making her feel after a lifetime of emptiness. She will fight him with every breath in her body, because she cannot fall in love with the man she must ultimately murder.


Fire & Vice: Bound by Blood

Laney must have fallen asleep because when she opened her eyes again the room was bathed in shadows, except for a corner with a small, ornate lamp. A blanket had been pulled up to her shoulders. She shoved it back and sat up, covering her mouth as she yawned widely. She hoped there weren't still traces of the drug in her system. She needed a clear head so she could figure out exactly where she was, and how to get away.


She crawled toward the edge of the bed with the intention of finding a washroom and taking care of her most immediate need. A flash of movement in the lamplight had her reaching for her holster. Two things registered at once: she wasn't armed and Boris was sitting in an armchair watching her. 


She sighed in annoyance. At least the correct brother was watching her sleep this time. She climbed off the bed, flinging back the covers that clung to her and glared at him. "Washroom?" she demanded, crossing her arms over her breasts.


Chapter 31