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

Diogo's voice pulls me from the dead sleep I was enjoying. I hadn't been able to snatch more than a few hours here and there in the days that I've been away from Sanctuary. Now that I'm back with Diogo I feel safe enough to allow myself to relax into slumber. I stretch my arms over my head and yawn widely. "I hope I didn't snore or drool." 


"A little," Diogo murmurs with a laugh. "It was cute. Stryker said the noises you were making were enough to scare off a horde attack."


I hadn't actually meant to say that out loud. I send Diogo a dirty look and sit up, shoving hair out of my face and smothering a wide yawn. "How long was I out this time?" 


Diogo decided to drive as far as he could without stopping, switching out the driver's seat with Stryker when he got tired. I was seated between them, resting against Diogo.   


"A few hours," Diogo grunts, hefting his bag from the back.


Chapter 89: Taran