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

Jorick glanced up at the newcomer as if deciding whether to answer or not. "Hello, Beldren."


Beldren. That was a name Katelina recognized. He was one of the Executioners who'd come to their house looking for Oren, and then to the motel room with Senya. The memories made her blood run cold.


"Jorick." He nodded and ignored Katelina completely. "I heard you were summoned."


"Yes. However the invitation was rather lacking."


Though no one asked him to, Beldren took a seat. "I heard they sent Verchiel."


Jorick growled low in his throat; a mixture of disgust and anger. "Who is he?"


"He replaced Mary after the uprising in Arizona. 1920-something. Malick is fond of him, though I think he's a bit flash and unpredictable."


"He's certainly something," Jorick snarled.


For the second time that night Katelina stared at Jorick with horror. How could he calmly talk to an Executioner? Especially one who'd helped Senya? There was no way he could claim Beldren's allegiance had changed!


Chapter 161