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

"How are the babies doing today, Skye?" 


I've come up to the rooftop to check on and water my tomato plant. A tiny sprout has made its way through the dirt, making me dance in excitement. Now, I'm sitting on the ground underneath the bird's nest, doing what Diogo taught me and picking the dead leaves and flowers off the plants. It seems like sacrilege to do such a thing to the plant, but he insists that it helps them grow bigger and stronger. I dragged the strawberry barrels over to Skye's nest so we could chat. 


I laugh as she looks over the side of her nest and chirps at me, making high-pitched sounds as though actually talking to me. She's probably warning me off, though she's been less hostile to my presence the more time I spend with her in the makeshift greenhouse. "So, you want them to hatch sooner rather than later? That seems like a solid plan. It's a bit late in the season, but who am I to judge. I'm not a momma bird." 


Chapter 38: Taran