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

Micah forced Loren to drink again and Ume laid a fluttering hand on the teen's shoulder. "I really am sorry, Loren." Katelina couldn't see his face, but she imagined he was beaming. 


Ume looked at the point of saying something else, but she turned away and let her eyes roam over the others, stopping at last on Verchiel. "Is he all right?"


"Your boyfriend's better than us, if that's what you mean," Micah snapped. 


Ume bit her lip and carefully crept around the others to kneel next to the redhead. She reached for him, hesitated, and then finally laid a hand on his arm. He didn't move and she pulled back and dropped into a sitting position, her knees pulled up to her chest. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I didn't mean for any of this."


Micah grumbled and busied himself with Loren, and Ume hugged herself. In the dim light Katelina could see tears sparkling on her cheeks.


Verchiel's voice came so soft and low that Katelina could barely hear it, "We'll be fine."


Chapter 382