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

The German man motioned again and moved his hand towards the weapon at his belt. Her only experience with guns had been with Jorick and Oren, when they'd rescued Kale and been shot by the police. She remembered the way they'd had to dig the bullets out of their bodies. But she wasn't a vampire. If this man shot her, she wouldn't be digging bullets out; she'd be bleeding on the floor. 


She made her way to the exit where one of the agents opened the door and stepped aside. The German man motioned her through it, and she found herself in a corridor lined in doors and a small water cooler. She waited until the door shut behind them and then she grabbed the nearly empty tank of the water cooler like a weapon and swung.


Chapter 291