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

When they were airborne Wolfe threw off his belt and strode purposefully toward the prisoners, Sadihra on his heels. He'd barely disappeared through the door before Jorick did the same.


Katelina caught his arm. "Where are you going?"


His dark eyes twinkled. "Wolfe can only interrogate one at a time. I don't see why I shouldn't speak to the other."


"You're going to leave me alone? What if we crash?"


"In that case, I fail to see what difference my presence could make." She glared and he gave a weary sigh. "If we start to crash I'll race back to you, is that better? Or you could come with me."


"I don't like walking around with the belt unfastened."


"Suit yourself." He pulled his arm away and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I'll be back."


He disappeared through the door. She fidgeted and then she unclasped the belt and hurried after him, muttering a prayer as she went.


Chapter 356