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

Though Katelina waited, Senya didn't come to the room to fetch her. Whatever Malick wanted obviously wasn't pressing, or else he'd changed his mind. That idea was almost worse than a summons. Better to think he had a real purpose for his actions rather than random whims.


When Jorick calmed down, she asked him why Malick called for him in the first place. His face creased with disgust and he answered, "He wanted me to come back."


She shivered. "You mean back to The Guild?"


"Back to him, more likely, but yes. He wanted me to come back and take up my old position. He said his initial opinion may have been premature, and perhaps I wasn't as cold as I wanted everyone to believe." Something dark sparkled in his eyes, and Katelina had to silently agree. Beneath the layers of cool veneer, anger still burned, though she wasn't sure who he was angry at.


Chapter 173