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 eyes moved to the gate where Verchiel had been, but all that remained was the corpse of one of Malick's lackeys with a hole in his chest. She scanned the bedlam to see a flash of the redhead near Hikaru. The Japanese vampire had a cut on one cheek and his arm bled freely as his super-fast opponent attacked again and again. Suddenly, Hikaru was knocked to the ground and a ringing clash echoed off the trees; Verchiel and the other wind walker stood, weapons locked. The enemy spun away and seemed to disappear, and so did Verchiel. Katelina had momentary glimpses of them as they ranged over the battlefield, weapons clanging.


Meanwhile, Maeko had grabbed her pack and swung up to the roof where she crouched, her pink gun blazing. Her reload was lightning fast, and shiny shell casings landed in the snow around the building. Katelina wondered how many bullets she had with her, and if they were even worth firing. 


Chapter 301