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

"Touch me again and we're going to have a problem."


The sound of Taran's angry voice hastens my stride. I round the corner to the women's living quarters in time to see my sister wearing a towel and brandishing a kitchen knife at Hannah, Scarlett and the harem physician. I rush to stand between the point of the blade and the others in the room, not wanting anyone to get hurt. The young Taran that I knew as a teen had hated weapons and couldn't use them, but this Taran clearly knows what she's doing. She holds the blade with ease and balances on the balls of her feet as though prepared to strike. 


"What's happening here?" I ask softly, drawing her attention.


"They took my clothes away and won't give them back. And now they want this" Her angry gaze swings to the doctor, " person to inspect me like some kind of cow. I don't want to be touched anymore. And I'm telling you, if my husband finds out all these people have been touching me he'll lose his shit."


Chapter 86: Skye