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

Only the muffled screams of my friend as she endures the agony of the Turn breaks the silence. The rest of us don't speak. As far as we know, nothing like this has ever been done before. A crude attempt to transfer immunity from one person to another. As the seconds tick by everyone in the room remains motionless, breathlessly watching and waiting.


I stand in the shelter of Diogo's arms, grateful for his strength. I don't think I could stand on my own right now. I continue to watch fixedly as the blood moves through the tubing. Her only chance of survival hinges on the success of this procedure.


I start to despair as she continues to shriek, twist and turn on the bed, the metal frame grating from ill use as she bounces on it. I bury my face against Diogo and wait. It feels like hours but is likely only minutes. Then something happens, something extraordinary. Emery relaxes. She settles into the bed and stops moving.


Chapter 148: Taran