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 carried Katelina to the elevator. Though the guards gazed curiously, they didn't comment as he hauled her inside and let the doors slide shut. 


The elevator rose and the atrium flashed into view through the glass walls. Katelina's head slowly cleared. The further they got from Malick and the prison cell, the clearer the world became - and the more aware she was of Jorick's fury. 


The elevator stopped on the sixth floor and he carried her through the doors and down the corridor. They walked past an open front restaurant where several patrons stared openly, and then past a lounge to a door that said "Infirmary". 


The room inside was tiled in white and smelled like disinfectant. Katelina couldn't see the woman who greeted them. "Can I help you?"


Jorick's words were tight and flat. "She was fed upon."


"Sign this and take her to room five." 


Chapter 238