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.

Only the strongest can survive in a hostile world ravaged by a disease that turns humans into primitives.

She is the Desert Wren, a rebel bent on providing safe passage to illegal refugees entering into her Sanctuary city. If she’s caught she’ll be executed, but the price is worth the privilege of doing what she knows is right. Except when she’s finally caught, the sentence isn’t death, it’s her freedom.

It’s the Warlord’s job to weed out the weak and sacrifice them for the good of the Sanctuary. Brutal and autocratic, he is the highest authority. The only threat to his dictatorship is a rebel faction rising up from the slums of his city. When he arrests a rebel leader, the Desert Wren, he sees his redemption. She will help him guide Sanctuary into the future. He just needs to convince his little captive that she’s better off with him than flying free.

What is the price of Sanctuary in a dying world and is it worth the sacrifice?


The Sanctuary Series

I throw the blanket off my legs and stand. Something feels off. I approach the window and look out over the city. Dawn is just arriving, lighting the city in a golden path. The beauty of the natural world slowly encroaching on what was once human territory always steals my breath. Especially when I can view it from high up. Though I detest many of the things that have come out of the Great Fall, I can't entirely fault the planet for taking back its own. For reclaiming the surface that humans had spent centuries destroying. 


I check the window, just to be sure. Yup, Diogo did indeed have it nailed shut. I pick at the nails for a few minutes trying to see if there's any give. Of course, there isn't. I'd need some tools and more strength than I possess to get them out. I turn and head for the door, seeking out the reason for this strange feeling I have. Like something's not right. 


Chapter 23: Taran