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

Four hours later and Diogo is still gone. I'm worried sick and pacing the floor round and round the table. Garrett hasn't moved from where he stationed himself at the door. His sharp eyes flick from the door to me as I move past. He hasn't tried to comfort me since Diogo left, hasn't said a word. Finally, I decide that pacing isn't doing any good and turn toward the stairs up to the roof. Just as I reach them though, Diogo comes through the entrance. 


"Leave," he growls at Garrett, who immediately disappears through the still open door. 


I stop short of throwing myself at him though. I'm still not so comfortable with him that I'm willing to initiate physical contact. I edge around him so I can look at him while he pulls off his rifle, unbuckles his weapons belt and drops it on the table. He's splattered in blood again, this time across his upper body and neck. 


Chapter 30: Taran