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

"Krasivaya, moy kotenok," Boris lifted her hand and brought it to his lips. "Takoye iskusheniye."


Laney's heart picked up and her cheeks heated. His words were romantic, but the look in his eyes spoke volumes on his actual thoughts. She felt beautiful. She was wearing black wide legged dress pants with splits up each side from ankle to thigh, making each leg look deceptively like a skirt. They also hid the sheathed daggers, wrapped around her upper thighs, that Boris had given her for their evening out. The black dress shirt was high necked in the front with a chain cuff that wrapped around her neck and plunged in a backless drop to end just above her waist where her gun holster was hidden in the small of her back. 


Chapter 45