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 turn my gaze from the chaos surrounding the fallen section of wall toward an officer striding quickly toward me. I've been supervising the wall cleanup and rebuild. We have to work quickly since a hole in the wall will attract predators into the city. The noise of the explosion itself has already drawn several curious Primitives, pulling them from wherever they were hiding out. I have men on the other side of the wall, taking them out as they approach.


"What is it?" I ask impatiently, flicking my eyes back to the mess in front of us. Cars, concrete slabs and twisted metal beams from buildings have been flung in every direction from where they were hurled away from the wall. It'll take months to rebuild to the height and strength that it was. But work must begin immediately. We don't have a minute to spare in the protection of our Sanctuary.


Chapter 47: Diogo