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 in-dash clock said four a.m. when they hit the outskirts of a city. The traffic was thick, and the promised cyclists appeared in droves. Katelina was relieved when Verchiel finally parked the car and let them walk the six blocks back to the glittering hotel. He paid with his Guild issued credit card, and came back with a single room key.


He leaned close and whispered, "In case you forgot we just rescued you from an ancient vampire who might change his mind."


The thought sent a shiver down her spine. "If he does can you stop him?"


"We'll make a good try of it, right, Kai?" Verchiel nudged the boy and grinned. 


Kai's only answer was to peer between his shaggy bangs.


Chapter 437