Joleene Naylor is the author of the glitter-less Amaranthine vampire universe, a world where vampires aren't for children. Comprised of a main series, a standalone prequel, and several short story collections, she has plans to continue expanding with a trilogy and standalone novels. 
In her spare time, Joleene is a freelance book cover designer and for-fun photographer. She maintains several blogs, full of odd ramblings, and occasionally updates her website at JoleeneNaylor.com. In what little time is left, she watches anime, plays PokemonGo, and works on her crooked Victorian house in Villisca, Iowa. Between her husband, family, and pets, she is never lonely, in fact, quite the opposite. Should she disappear, one might look for her on a beach in Tahiti, sipping a tropical drink and wearing a disguise. 

Pulled into a world of darkness, Katelina's fate becomes intertwined with that of Jorick, a dark, enigmatic vampire. To stay by his side, she must navigate intrigue, terror and bloodshed as they are drawn from one battle to another. Dreams of peace seem elusive, and are complicated by mysterious vampires, old relics, and an ancient master. Join Katelina and Jorick in a world where vampires don't sparkle and night is eternal.

Amaranthine

Oren returned with Torina and the black vampire she'd been all over at the farmhouse. Katelina learned that he was Des, the vampire Jorick had called from the restaurant pay phone, and that he'd helped Oren and Jorick with the war on Claudius long before Katelina or Patrick had gotten involved. However, his opinion of Jorick had changed in the last few days. 


He sniped a few remarks, and then they got down to business. Jorick pointed to some of the papers on the table. "According to these, Kateesha met with someone from The Guild on more than one occasion. The lieutenant, as he apparently likes to call himself, claims that she had their blessing. But-"


"But, she was trying to overthrow them," Torina finished for him. "The Guild wouldn't bless that!"


A smug light gleamed in Jorick's eyes and he held up a stack of papers. "No, she wasn't."


"Really?" Des sneered. "Then why did she kidnap the human to draw the Executioners?"


Chapter 120