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

It doesn't take me long to realize that Stryker isn't taking me to the clinic. I sit up straighter and look around when we clear a checkpoint and head into Sector Seven, a sector with more abandoned buildings than any of the others, with a wide swath of it skirting the wall.


"Where are we?" I ask sharply, still looking around, trying to familiarize myself with the area. As the Desert Wren I've been all over the city, climbing buildings and walls for fun and for work. Often refugees would hide out from the city forces in these more remote sectors.


At first Stryker doesn't answer, just focuses on the road and driving around the piles of garbage that build up in the lesser used areas of the city.


"Answer me," I snap, glaring across the car at him. "This isn't the way to Bishop's clinic. In fact, we're driving in the opposite direction."


Chapter 120: Taran