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

Katelina's lunch was better than her breakfast. When she left the restaurant at midnight, she was full for the first time in days.


"So now what?" she asked Jorick. "Should we look around?"


"We could go to the room so you can watch television. I brought a couple of books."


"Are you serious? We came here to meet the ultra-powerful council and you brought reading material?" She thought of the book filled room in Maine; their new "library". "You're addicted!"


 Before he could reply, an alarm gave three sharp blasts, and then fell silent. Jorick's eyebrows went up and she saw curiosity gleam in his eyes. 


"It's none of our business," she said firmly and grabbed his arm. They didn't need to get mixed up in anything!


She tugged Jorick through the corridors. Vampires stood in bunches, their eyes on the ceiling and their chatter a muted whisper. At the elevators, Jorick pulled back and looked up, too.


Katelina followed his gaze to the chandelier. "What are you looking at?"


Chapter 277