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

Most of the windows were garbage bagged, including the bedrooms. Katelina lay next to Jorick in Loren's bed and wondered where the house's real owners were. Despite her morbid curiosity, she fell asleep, wrapped in the protective circle of Jorick's arms. It was a dreamless sleep and when she woke the next evening she felt better than she had in days.


She rolled towards Jorick and mentally traced his face with her eyes. His long, dark hair was spread out over the pillow in a pool of silky night that begged her to touch it. A familiar ache started in her chest and she wondered why he was with her. He was so beautiful and could have anyone he wanted.


The worries slipped away as she snuggled close to his cool body. He woke, taking in a deep lungful of air, and then pulled her against him. He let his dark eyes drink in her face, a soft smile on his lips. 


Though she was afraid of the answer, she asked, "Are we going home today?" 


Chapter 229